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Misha drops a few small white pearls into the hands of a bored-looking cat boy with mousy orange hair. He hands him a literal skeleton key, probably carved from some bone of something.

"Vala va juli mang saru susi? Luni iso fini vasa-nu sini vala." (Are you supposed to be a harpy? I know they don't look like that.)

Sally looks at the man with a look of utmost confusion. Before Sally could say something to get them killed, Misha intervenes.

"Luni vala shosa onu lomi tha, fini soni luni." (I told her to get the better one, but she didn't listen.)

"Tha-niva." (Whatever.)

The man tells Misha the room is his and that he shouldn't make a mess.

Once they're inside, Sally immediately pushes Misha onto the bed.

"Woah, what's gotten into y-"

"Shush. I haven't been laid in like a week, and we've been walking through a crowd of guys sans pants. So less talking, more sex."

"Works for me."

Misha eagerly stripped his jacket, shirt, and shoes off, leavening him totally naked.

"Your turn, Sally."

In a brief flash of flying clothes, Sally too was left naked. She pounced, straddling his hips, his hard cock pinned under her dripping snatch. Misha smirked slightly.

"Someone's eager."

"Gods, you are such a smart ass."

She raised her hips, and in a fluid, practiced motion, impaled herself on his cock. The 2 of them groaned in pleasure. She began rocking up and down, gradually picking up speed, her soft thighs making a satisfying plap sound when they met his.

"Oh, I so- ungh- needed this."

Sally's pace quickened, hers moans and sighs becoming more rapid. Misha gently kneaded the soft flesh of her boobs, occasionally capturing her nipples between his fingers.

"Oh fu-!"

Misha clamped a hand over her mouth. The last thing he needed was people hearing her use a human tongue.

With his hand clamped firmly over her mouth, his other hand massaging her breast, and his hard cock filling her, Sally came hard, covering Misha's groin in her juices.

His hands moved to wrap around her, holding her against him as she came down from her orgasm.

"Di- did you cum yet?"

"Uh, I think you'd feel it if it did."

"Ok, good, cause I need to in my butt like, right now."

"What?"

"We could die at just about any moment here. We might never see the outside world. I'll be damned if I'm dying without trying this."

Her expression was flirtatious, but her words were somber, and they gave the room a more serious atmosphere.

"Alright, lay down."

Sally gave a nervous grin and laid on her stomach. Misha swung a leg over her, his still hard cock slipping between her supple cheeks.

"Ready."

"Misha, I know this is going to hurt. So just do it. None of that slow stuff. Just put it in, and start moving when I say. Understand?"

"I do, but I really think you might regret this."

"Regret is for losers. Just do it."

"As you wish."

I'm terribly sorry, but I'm going to have to leave you guys on a cliffhanger. But hey, the next chapter is going to be a long one, so leave me alone.

-Pope Francis