Andrey didn’t hold back anymore. His fingers grew bolder, sliding along Sarah’s soaked slit before slowly pushing two fingers inside her tight, wet pussy. Sarah’s body jerked, a sharp moan escaping her lips.

"Ahhngn!!"

She gripped the cushion tightly as Andrey began moving his fingers in and out with a steady rhythm, curling them to stroke her most sensitive spot. At the same time, his other hand continued kneading and squeezing her full ass, occasionally spreading her cheeks to get a better view.

Sarah’s breathing became ragged, her hips moving back against his hand on their own.

"Nghaa... Andrey... your fingers... are going so deep... haa—!!"

Andrey leaned down, kissing and licking along her spine while his fingers pumped faster. He added a third finger, stretching her more as he whispered against her skin,

"You’re clenching so hard around my fingers... Does it feel that good?"

Sarah’s pleasure meter shot up rapidly — 78% → 89% → 95%.

She buried her face deeper into the cushion, her voice muffled but clearly desperate.

"Shut up... ahhn!! Don’t say embarrassing things... I’m... I’m really close... nhaa—!!"

Andrey increased the pace, his fingers thrusting deep and fast while his thumb found her swollen clit, rubbing it in firm circles. Sarah’s legs trembled, her ass pushing back against his hand as she chased her climax.

"I’m... I’m cumming!! Andrey... ahhhhh—!!"

Sarah’s body convulsed hard. Her pussy tightened around his fingers like a vice as she came intensely, her juices squirting out around his hand and soaking the cushion beneath her. Her whole body shook violently, muffled moans spilling from her lips as waves of pleasure crashed through her.

The pleasure meter finally hit 100%.

Sarah lay there panting heavily, her body limp and twitching with aftershocks. Cum and her juices continued to drip slowly from her pussy as Andrey gently withdrew his fingers.

He leaned down and kissed the back of her neck softly.

"Good girl," he whispered.

Sarah could only respond with a weak, breathless whimper, her body completely surrendering to the warmth and relaxation that had seeped into every muscle. Her eyes fluttered closed, and her breathing slowed as the tension from the long battles finally faded away, leaving her limp and peaceful on the cushioned mat.

Andrey paused for a moment, letting his hands rest gently on her shoulders as he felt the last traces of stiffness melt from her body. The soft, steady rhythm of her breathing told him she had drifted into a deep, restful state. He carefully pulled a light blanket over her, tucking it around her shoulders with the same gentle care he had given Lisa.

"Rest now," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "You’ve earned it."

He rose to his feet, rolling his shoulders to ease the faint ache from leaning over for so long. His gaze shifted to the last member of the team—Sein, who had been watching the entire process with a mix of amusement and impatience, her arms crossed and one eyebrow raised.

Sein let out a short, amused huff. "Finally. I thought you’d never finish with those two. I was starting to think you’d forgotten about me."

Andrey allowed a small, tired smile to cross his lips. "I wouldn’t forget about you, Sein."

She rose with a fluid motion, moving to the mat where Sarah and Lisa now lay sleeping peacefully. She settled onto her stomach with practiced ease, folding her arms beneath her chin and fixing him with a sharp, challenging gaze.

"Don’t think you can half-ass it just because it’s me," she said, her voice carrying its usual edge. "I’ll know if you’re holding back."

Andrey knelt beside her. He started at her shoulders, pressing his strong hands into her muscles with firm, deep pressure. Sein let out a low, reluctant sigh as the tension from the battle began to ease.

"...Not bad," she muttered.

Andrey’s hands slowly worked their way down her back, kneading the muscles along her spine. He took his time, making sure every knot was worked out. When he reached her lower back, he pressed deeper, using his palms and thumbs in slow, sensual circles.

Sein’s breathing grew heavier. "Nn... a bit lower..."

Andrey obeyed, sliding his hands lower until they rested on her firm, round ass. He squeezed both cheeks boldly, massaging them with strong, possessive hands.

Sein’s body tensed for a moment, then relaxed with a soft moan.

"Ahh... you’re really going for it, huh..."

Andrey leaned closer, his voice low. "Your ass is really tight. You’ve been clenching it the whole fight, haven’t you?"

He squeezed harder, spreading her cheeks slightly through the outfit before sliding one hand between her thighs, brushing against her already damp panties.

Sein bit her lip, trying to hold back her voice, but a needy whimper still escaped.

"Ngh... don’t touch there so casually... pervert..."

But she didn’t move away. Instead, her hips lifted slightly, pressing back against his hand.

Andrey smiled and slipped his fingers under her panties, directly stroking her wet folds. Sein’s body jolted, a sharper moan slipping out.

"Ahhnn!!"

His fingers moved slowly at first, teasing her entrance and rubbing her swollen clit while his other hand continued massaging her ass. Sein’s pleasure meter began climbing steadily.

Sein buried her face into the cushion, her voice muffled but clearly aroused.

"...Don’t stop... idiot..."

Andrey didn’t hold back. He slid two fingers deeper into Sein’s soaked pussy, thrusting them slowly but firmly while his thumb continued rubbing her swollen clit in tight circles. His other hand kneaded her ass roughly, spreading her cheeks so he could watch his fingers disappear inside her.

Sein’s body jerked, a sharp, husky moan escaping her.

"Ahhn!! Fuck... your fingers are so deep..." she groaned, her voice thick with arousal. She pushed her ass back against his hand, wanting more.

Andrey curled his fingers, stroking that sensitive spot inside her while picking up the pace. The wet, lewd sounds of his fingers pumping in and out of her echoed in the quiet rest area.

"You’re dripping everywhere," he murmured, leaning down to kiss the small of her back. "Your pussy is swallowing my fingers so greedily."

Sein bit the cushion, trying to muffle her moans, but they kept spilling out louder.

"Nghaa!! Shut up... ahhn!! Don’t say such perverted things... haa—!!"

But her hips moved faster, fucking herself on his fingers as pleasure built rapidly. Her pleasure meter climbed quickly — 68% → 81% → 92%.

Andrey added a third finger, stretching her more as he thrust harder. He leaned over her, his chest pressing against her back as he whispered hotly into her ear,

"Cum for me, Sein. I want to feel you squeeze my fingers."

Sein’s body tensed hard. Her tail (if she had one) would’ve been thrashing wildly. She gripped the cushion tightly, her voice breaking into desperate cries.

"I’m— I’m cumming!! Andrey.... ahhhhhh!!"

Her pussy clenched violently around his fingers as she came hard. Hot juices squirted out around his hand, soaking his palm and the cushion beneath her. Her entire body shook violently, legs trembling as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her.

The pleasure meter hit 100%.

Sein collapsed flat onto the cushion, panting heavily, her body twitching with aftershocks. Cum and her juices continued to leak from her pussy as Andrey slowly withdrew his fingers.

He gently stroked her back, giving her a moment to recover.

"Good girl," he whispered, kissing her shoulder.

Sein turned her head slightly, still breathing hard, a faint smirk on her flushed face.

"...Not bad... for a pervert."