Kissing her, he held her tighter with his palms.
Their bodies pressed together, his large hand gently caressing her back, his breath had already become heavy.
Releasing her lips, now kissed red, he bowed slightly, lowering his face and biting softly on the tender flesh of her neck.
"Honey... what time is it?"
Memoria raised her right wrist.
"Seven-thirty, there's nothing special at the team today, I can go a bit later."
In fact, her Department didn't require strict adherence to regular working hours.
The working hours in the Criminal Investigation Department were always flexible, after all, sometimes with a case, they often worked overtime day and night.
However, Memoria was strict with herself, so she arrived at her post on time every day.
"Then, don't you need to call?"
He asked, kissing her neck, his voice somewhat muffled.
"No need."
She had just finished speaking when she was lifted off the ground, cradled in his arms.
