Kyoka Makimura’s Secret Afternoon Rendezvous With Her Lover

She’d already helped him live out a couple of his fantasies: setting aside the adventures of the poker night, he’d had a fantasy of both rescuing a damsel in distress and her being so grateful she’d reward him with sex, and also of hooking up with someone semi-publically at his place of work. —–
They sat down to dinner as Sam and Brandon were dispersing the food from the various takeout containers Angus had picked up on the way home, apparently managing to remember it was his night to “cook”. “We didn’t have sex.” Brandon clarified “But we… well I shouldn’t really say.”
“No need.” Tegan said, waving a hand dismissively. She quickly applied some liquid lip liner in a nude tone to match with her eyes then tossed it into her purse for touchups along with her phone, slipped her feet into some comfortable heels, and set out on her walk down the road for her coffee date.