This isn't good.

"Ahh!"

Sam sat on the sofa making out with Sitta who was sitting on his lap. On his right side was Mjölnir. Her miniskirt was pulled up revealing her plump white behind, one of the soft cheeks squeezed firmly in the man's hand making her gasp in delight. On his left side was Venti. She was trying her best to suppress her voice, going so far as to bite one of her fingers, but with his hand having slipped under her shirt and into her battle suit she couldn't stop the coquettish moans escaping her each time he massaged her breast and pinched her nipple.

Sam didn't even get a second of rest. When the Valkyrie with ginger hair was done with her turn his face was immediately turned around by Mjölnir who placed her lips on his eager to make out as soon as possible. He thought Venti would be a little hesitant about kissing him, but no. The shyness she had shown before was nowhere to be seen as she extended her tongue out, touching his lips then his own tongue.