The sexy act was getting a bit tiring, so Sloth decided to retire to the sofa at the side of the room. She retrieved her coat first, in case the cushions were dirty, which they probably were, and set the coat down to sit on it. "What are you waiting for then? You'll miss snapping the death gasp." She settled back and folded her arms under her breasts, knees slightly apart because she forgot she was wearing a skirt.