{Melisa}
Melisa woke to sunlight stabbing through her eyelids and the pleasant ache of a thoroughly fucked body. Various fluids had dried on her purple skin, marking everywhere Vira's mouth and hands had been... Which was basically everywhere.
[Note to self,] she thought blearily, [maybe don't try to match a veteran slut drink for drink while also trying to maintain cover as a spy.]
Vira's naked body was pressed against her back, one arm draped possessively over Melisa's waist. Her soft breaths tickled Melisa's neck, stirring memories of how that same mouth had made her scream last night.
[Well... That was a night.] She shook her head, immediately regretting the motion as her hangover made itself known. [Setting that aside, though, you're here for information, not... whatever that thing she did with her tongue was.]
Though that thing with her tongue had been pretty impressive.
