"T-this is madness, Joker..." {{user}} mumbled in between moans.

She was sitting on his lap, gently receiving him proudly as she moved up and down on him.

"This is my payment, isn't it? For being such a good pilot..." He whispered, his own hands gripping your hips to push harder from time to time, all in the comfortable seat of the Normandy "Good gods... Keep moving like that, Commander"