Chapter 225: You're Definitely Catching A Case

Chapter 225: You're Definitely Catching A Case

Chapter 225: You’re Definitely Catching A Case

For the male Worka, the way Rea had touched the Paru was a definite case of sexual assault. Let alone dragging her butt against his body, her butt touching him was enough to qualify as assault.

Roka, took, had reacted to that, finding that it was too much.

A female Worka touching a male Worka with her butt or crotch was assault, even if done accidentally, which Rea obviously hadn’t.

Still, there was something worse than being touched by a woman’s ass for the male Worka. Worse than being touched by her crotch.

Because the male Worka were shorter than the female Worka, it, unfortunately for them, happened rather often, and was seen by all as the most predatory way a female Worka could touch a male.

“Is there some space left for a fourth?”

The familiar voice resonated from behind the Paru, and as she approached, the facial expressions of Roka, Liz, Kris, Bak, Al, and Jay changed.

While Roka and Liz’s faces expressed intense surprise, it was different for the others.

Displeased by it, and offended to the highest degree, their jaws dropped, barely able to believe what was happening.

Kris’ face, through his obvious affection and ignorance of the circumstances, changed the most.

His brows drew together as his eyes narrowed, the corners tightening, obvious signs of his disbelief. His lips pressed together, thinning as if holding back the urge to shout, and a slight flush crept up from his neck, spreading to his cheeks. His gaze hardened, and the atmosphere around him changed, much different from his useful cheerful composure.

Jay did his best to remain silent, acknowledging that anything coming from him could cause a world of hurt for him and his future plans.

Al was torn between disbelief and intense jealousy, something that he wasn’t aware he could feel for her, which caused his expression to further delve into a confused face.

It was the worst thing that a female Worka could do to a male.

“You’re definitely catching a case.” Bak muttered, as Raya moved forward, curling her arm around the Paru’s body, and letting her large breasts rest around and over his head.

Roka finished her glass in one gulp.

The Commander didn’t even know what to say.

Liz was sitting on his lap, Rea had her ass against his cheek, and Raya had her breasts on his head.

“Sorry, sorry.” Rea moved her thigh away from her while remaining in the same position. “Definitely don’t want to piss you off, little alien.”

“Little alien?” Rea directed her gaze towards the one who seemed to take offense. She had expected it to be the Paru, but one had been faster. “Her name is Lith. And you’ll call her by her name.” Liz said with a cold smile on her face.

“What’s wrong with little alien-”

“Hahaha...” Liz feigned laughter as she tapped Rea’s forehead repeatedly. “Little alien, yeah, that’s funny.” Her anger was rather obvious.

“Fine, fine. Lith it is.” Rea grumbled as she swatted Liz’s hand away.

“She’s letting you rest on her thighs, so you should be thankful and do as she says.” The Paru said, amused by the situation.

“Do you say that because you would be thankful was Liz to let you rest on her thighs?” Rea asked with a defiant look.

The Paru’s gaze moved upwards, away from Rea and towards Liz.

She was looking away, blushing slightly.

“Yeah. I sure would be.” He smiled. “Was she so kind as to allow me.”

While Rea grumbled, the Paru felt Raya’s chin move away.

He turned his head slightly to the side.

“Do you take pleasure in ignoring me?” Raya whispered in his ear.

“I just leave the best for last.” He whispered back.

“Still a smooth talker, huh? Well... Words aren’t what I want right now.”

“Right now? When the party just started?” The Paru asked with a chuckle.

“Yes.”

“Well...”