Very slowly she pulls back, gasping for breath, he's making her feel too good, and too hot. Opening her eyes, she licks her lips and lays back against the bed, her heart racing. She doesn't want to ask the next question, but she has to know, wants to know. "What did you do to him, Hiro?"

Her hand moves down his chest, over the waistband of his slacks as she looks into his eyes.