"Okay, I guess we need to take care of the daily matters as well." Falling back onto the soft mattress of their bed, Layn exhaled a mouthful of air with satisfaction. The moments he just shared with Irea were incomparable to what he knew from those few times he slept with Ortensia. 'If I were to be forced to draw a comparison… It would be a difference between making love to one's woman and just fucking with a brothel's whore, I guess?'
"You stand up first. I might need… a few more moments to rest." Gracing the archmage with a gentle yet uneasy smile, Irea curled up on the bed while moving her hands towards her crotch. Yet, rather than pleasuring herself or doing anything else that could pull Layn back into her embrace, she simply started to massage her abdomen, as if all the times the two of them went at it resulted in a residual pain in her crotch.
