His hot seed filled her mouth, and Kuvira gulped it down obediently with not a drop spilled. Their lives depended on it, after all.
When she was certain he was finished, she pulled away slowly and licked her lips, then dabbed at the edges with her fingers just to be sure. She reached up and carefully arranged her little braids so they were no longer all tossed and disheveled, and smoothed down her sheer dress. She was a little sweaty, and soaking wet between her legs, but her sweat would dry--and she could excuse herself to a bathing room to dry herself discreetly. Ghali should be passed out dead to the world right about now, but if he woke and decided he wanted her, she didn't want there to be any evidence that she'd been aroused before that. Just in case.
When she was all set back into order, she looked back up at Juras and gave a little smile. "Thank you."