Ah, there was the matter that they were apparently both channeling two different versions of themselves while they engaged. What was more that rough wet slapping noise was a continuous assault on Kimiko's senses. So were those eyes of Yugi's which she saw in the same moment her own were visible. How interesting, those were markedly different from the ones she saw earlier. If they weren't currently so busy she might have begun to wonder about those, but as it stood, that was a backburner thing to consider. What was there to consider? The idea that Yugi wasn't here to be tempting but was instead actively trying to see what she was like when she was completely wrecked, "Fu-aaaah~" that gentle moan was all she could manage. That statement was tantalizing, making her loins clinch further and further. The point of maximum tension was approaching, she could feel it by the tingle in her toes. Yugi wanted to know what she would look like when her body stopped working? Well, he was close to getting the soft version of that right now. As her body reached complete tension. Her knuckles were white against the the wall, her fingers clenching at nothing as she hit a certain level past normal. That wetness went nowhere and then he bit down on her neck.
Ah, those poor people outside of this room. Now approaching and hearing the wet sounds of their bodies repeated slapping together. What was more, upon receiving a bite to her neck that wet slapping noise was accompanied by a heated pants as her body lost all tension at that sensation. What was more her nether practically flooded as she felt the vibrating release of her nether. Ah, the people outside would have no idea. Attributing all this noise to faulty equipment. The woman who'd reached the equipment room slapped down on the desk angrily. This was too far above her own skill level and her bosses were always upset with her. "Ugh... calls to technical support cost 3964 yen per minute. But it's not supposed to make that sound no," she manage. Still she looked around checking under the table the equipment was on making sure that there wasn't just a spilled drink or some other such nonsense causing the problem. 'Did someone spill a drink in here somewhere? Maybe they did earlier... day shift is kind of irresponsible,' the woman though while continuing to hear those sounds regardless of the buttons she pressed. She was going to have to do something about this wasn't she. Still, she couldn't help but feeling that this sound had to have some kind of root. "I could call one of the other guys in instead. But it'd be over an hour before anyone got here. It'd probably just be better to use one of the other theaters for the next show... clean it up and arrange for this board to be replaced after the show tonight." Ah yes, that was the answer. The least work for herself and all she'd have to do was get this boy to clean the other theater. "You know what that means. Go to theater 5 and clean it up. We're switching for the next show. You don't have long to get it into shape." she said to the lad while holding her head. She didn't get paid enough for this. And no, it didn't matter to her that this same lad had already cleaned up this room. She was taking the fewest steps for herself today.