Later that night Sara and Vect decided to spend the night together. Vect looked out Sara's window at the city's lights in the night, in the distance he could see the outline of the large structures that were the Colosseum. The place they would be fighting in in less than 2 days. His clothing lay discarded at the foot of the bed along with Sara's. Her stunning form slightly visible in the moonlight. As he stood at the wondow deep in thought at what was in store for them, not worried about being seen as they were 7 floors up, he heard Sara shift in the bed behind him. She approached him from behind and wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled herself closer to him, her large breasts pushing into his back. She lightly kissed him on the cheek.
"You worried about the tournament?"
Vect turned his head to return the kiss. "Sorta...."
She smiled showing him her fangs, "anyone ever tell you that you worry too much?"
"I have be-"
He was interrupted by a thumping sound coming from the wall separating Sara's room and Lelu's.
"Back at it again I see," chuckled Sara.
"They could give you a run for your money," Vect smirked.
Sara ran one hand up his bare chest and the other down to his crotch. "Or you," she countered as she wrapped one hand around his hardening member, causing him to tilt his head back and sharply take a breath through clenched teeth. No matter how many times they had slept together, he always felt so sensitive down there. But then again, so was she if her reactions were to be believed. Her other hand trailed up and pulled his long hair back behind his pointed ear. Sara stood on her tiptoes and lightly nipped at the ear tip causing him to moan, much to their combined surprise.
"Oooh. I didn't know these were sensitive."
"Gah. They aren't usually. You just know how to push my buttons." By now he was at full mast and ready for another go.
He turned around to face his lover and drew her close to him, sandwiching both her breasts and his raging hardon.
"You know, you need a haircut," Sara said as she brushed a strand off Vect's face.
"Pardon," he raised an eyebrow.
Sara slowly lowered her hands down to his rear. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you were a woman from behind with that long hair and this," she squeezed his cheeks, "amazing ass. That and I think you'd look handsome with short hair."
Vect paused to think about it.
"And it would probably annoy Edran to see the elven prince with short hair. So scandalous."
Vect leaned in close to her, "you always know the right thing to say to me."
The ruckus next door was joined in by Vect and Sara's own activities through the night.