Opal let him out of her and smacked her lips.

The cum was sticky, and warm. And tasty.

Beckett smiled at her. "It seems to be my turn. Do you mind if it's a bit longer than yours?"

She smiled. "Not at all."

Beckett got up and Opal lay down in his spot. "Nice and warm."

"That's what my backs for."

Opal giggled. She opened her legs but Beckett wanted to do something else first.

He went over her knees and sat on her stomach, making sure to not squish her.

Opal raised an eyebrow once more.

"I'll do that after."

"After what?"

Beckett abandoned and answer and grabbed her giant breasts. He had secretly wanted to do that during their run through but he would have squished her then.

"Oh." Opal began again.

He felt her nipples harden under his touch. He pinched them and got a moan out of Opal.

Beckett let go of them and grabbed the whole mass, circling with his hand and pressing in several spots.

"And how are you so good at this?" Opal demanded.

"Well on the quest for knowledge, really weird things come up."

"Like sex?" She questioned suspiciously.

"Sure."

He knew she would add another comment so he quickened his circling, massaging around.

Beckett finished quicker than he would rather, but this next one he knew, Opal would love.

He let go and she at up.

He pushed her back down. "Just wait."

Beckett got off her and backed down to the end of the bed. He pulled apart her legs.

"And what are you doing now?"

"You'll enjoy this, just wait."

He took both hands onto her pussy.

"Oh God." Opal whispered.

"Don't worry." He assured her.

His fingers circled her center. To Opal it tickled.

Beckett slowly inserted one finger. He felt the walls inside her.

His love melted under him, cirling her arms to her chest and squealed.

He brought his other hand to her head and stroaked her hair. "It's okay."

"You. Work. Wonders." She gasped.

Beckett slowly pulled his finger back out. Opal squealed again.

He brought his one finger back in, but felt around inside her once inside.

Opal gasped several times, but once she moaned he knew he had hit the spot.

He prodded the spot, producing several girly noises from her.

Beckett decided to be more gentle, slowly massaging into the spot.

Opal let herself onto him, and Beckett slowly pulled out his finger. It was coated in cum.

He licked it off, pointing 2 fingers out and re-entering her.

Opal tensed up and her walls began to close in on him. He pulled his fingers out almost all the way, and then shoved them back in.

"Fuck!" She shouted at the ceiling.

Beckett again pulled out his fingers and then slammed them back into Opal.

She tried to cover up and noise, resulting in a grumble / growl sort of noise.

He finally pulled out his fingers and stopped.

Opal stayed lying down, gasping huge breaths.

"Are you okay?" He ran a hand through her long, black, messy hair.

"What was that?" She sounded angry.

"I'm sorry I-." Beckett desperately tried to apologize.

Opal cut him off. "It was amazing. Crazy amazing."

"We'll have to do this again."

Opal nodded. "You'll probably be staying here for a while."

"Even after I escape" Beckett smiled. "I'll stay in touch with you."

"You'll never escape." Opal joked.

"I bet you Mulch is already on his way here."

She shook her head. "Limestone floors."

Beckett shook his head. "You didn't put limestone under the break room."

"You know with you around, no one will ever escape here." She smiled.

"Then I better stop talking." Beckett smiled "Also, your underground. You need limestone walls and ceilings."

"We'll just leave those for now. It's always a nice touch for your prisoners to escape right at the end of the unstoppable."

"Another evil plot?"

Opal slipped under the blanket of the bed. She loved him, and he seemingly loved her, but would he stop all her plots?

Beckett sighed. "I don't appreciate what your plots do, but I love you. I won't help you, but I won't stop you ether."

She took a deep breath. "Thank goodness."