Black on black. Black on black was all that was seen as the two humans embraced... one feline, one octopedal. Lips entwined, hot and passionate, hands wandered, steel caught the light as it followed feminine curves.
They really weren't each others type. One worked for whom she pleased, the other always seemed to be on the short end of the stick at the day's end. But today, it didn't matter, as the two had needs to be fulfilled. And fulfill those needs they would.
Lips entwined as clothes were shed. Flesh on flesh was all that was seen. And needs were fulfilled.