Meulin backed up slightly, grinding her rump on Cronus' bulge, looking down at him with her seductive gaze. She still held the knife in her hand, which continued to make Cronus uncomfortable.

Without another word, Meulin reached around with her hand and slid Cronus' bulge into her nook, moaning softly as she felt it invade her body. She began bouncing up and down softly, letting out gentle moans of pleasure. Cronus moaned as well, his bulge stuffing Meulin's nook as she moved up and down.

"Aah, shit…" he groaned. "This feels so fucking good…"

"Fuck yeah…" said Meulin. "I have to have some more fun with you more often…"

"Without knives, right?" asked Cronus, smiling. Meulin narrowed her eyes again, flipping the knife in her hand and catching the blade with her thumb and forefinger. She threw the blade at Cronus' aiming square for his head, and the knife stuck itself in the headboard above Cronus' face.

Cronus squeaked with fear and nervousness, apologizing, his hands squirming to be set free from their bonds. His eyes trailed up to the knife stuck in the headboard, mere inches from his face. Meulin smiled.

"You're so cute when you're scared…" she said, bouncing up and down faster on Cronus' bulge. Cronus thrusted up into Meulin's nook as best as he could; although he really wanted to grab hold of her ass, his bound hands meant he could not.

Cronus was spurred on by Meulin's moans of pleasure, pumping his hips up as Meulin brought herself down. Meulin enjoyed riding Cronus, taking his bulge deeply into her nook.

"F-Fuck…" she moaned again. "This feels so good and it's so fun," she said. She placed her hands down on Cronus' chest, rubbing it aimlessly as she ground down on his bulge. Cronus matched her moans of pleasure, feeling the walls of her nook clench his bulge, feeling every muscle of her lower body work to bring the both of them pleasure.

Cronus moaned, fucking Meulin as she rode him. She brought her face down to his and kissed him softly, never stopping her bouncing. She planted a series of gentle kisses on his lips before moving on to his cheek. It honestly made Cronus' heart flutter how gentle and sweet she was being, despite earlier circumstances.

"You really want me to untie your hands?" she whispered, looking down at him. Cronus nodded desperately, wanting to touch her. Meulin yanked the knife out of the headboard and cut Cronus' bonds in one fluid motion, freeing both of his hands. Cronus rubbed his hands, shaking them a little. He took a deep breath, happy to finally have control of them again.

"Thanks, Meulin," he said with a smile, then moaned softly. He moved his hands to Meulin's ass, squeezing it and kneading her flesh as he thrust up into her. Meulin gasped softly, bouncing up and down, still holding onto his chest.

"Fuck, this ass is amazing," he said with a chuckle, bringing his hand up and then back down to smack Meulin's ass hard, her flesh jiggling nicely in his hand. Meulin squeaked in surprise.

"Hey, watch the merchandise, Fishy!" she said with a soft hiss. Cronus smirked, running his hands up and down her ass gently, feeling the plump and round flesh. "You really love my ass, don't you?" asked Meulin. Cronus nodded quickly.

Meulin spread her legs a little more, catching Cronus' name in her moan. "Harder… faster…" she begged. Cronus moved his hands from her ass to her hips, holding her in place as he grunted, pounding up into her much deeper and harder, going faster for her. Her moans became more frequent, and Cronus' became louder. Without much warning, Meulin squealed loudly and reached climax, riding out the large wave of pleasure as she rode Cronus, her legs twitching with ecstasy. Cronus grunted hard, moaning out her name as he reached orgasm shortly after, pumping his essence deep into Meulin's wet nook.

Their moaning and cursing filled the room, as did the smell of sex and sweat. After a few moments, their orgasm had died down, Cronus pumping the last of his cum deep into Meulin. Meulin felt their fluids mix inside of her, and she moaned, blushing, from the wonderful feeling.

She panted hard, lowering herself down to kiss Cronus passionately. He kissed her back with equal intensity, the two of them breaking the kiss every so often to catch their breath.

After a couple of minutes, Meulin lay in Cronus' arms, which wrapped around her body.

"Don't pull out just yet…" she whispered.

"I won't," said Cronus, rubbing her cheek. He heard the sound of Meulin's phone vibrating again, and she groaned with slight annoyance, reaching over with her limp arm to pick it up. She answered the phone with a tired "hello?", moving her hand absentmindedly to play with Cronus' chest as she lay on him. Cronus tipped his head back to relax, sighing quietly.

"No, there's no one here," said Meulin. "I'm here alone, the TV is just… right now? Ugh, gimme like an hour to get ready…"

Cronus peeked his head up curiously, arching an eyebrow at Meulin as she said goodbye to whoever was on the phone, before putting it back on the counter.

"Porrim was wondering if I could join her and the other girls for some gossip," she said simply.

"Oh," said Cronus. "Does that mean we can't snuggle first?"

Meulin lowered her eyebrows, staring at Cronus. "That's why I told her to give me an hour, Fishy." He smiled, rubbing her ass again.

"Oh, good," he said, chuckling. "I only ask cause I'm gettin' real used to my bad influence of a kitty."

They snuggled warmly in each other's embrace. "Hey, I told you I would help you relax, and I did," she said. "If anything, that makes me more of a good girl than a bad influence~"