Eluded (3)

Different from what the system had reported to Sofony, inside Alessa's bedroom...

"...I, I'm sorry, in advance."

Alessa gulped. The man's head was currently resting on her neck, and she could feel his unnatural high temperature and hot breath upon her skin. He was still trembling, most definitely from pain which he said was from a poison, yet here she was, growing beet red as she imagined him as Chris. She could see his skin also turning red, and even though he was soaked in his own sweat, he smelled nothing but that. Why was the scene appearing so erotic for her?

As expected she had fallen so low...

She shook the dirty thoughts from her head and concentrated on supporting him into her bathroom.