In the icy bed that had replaced the waterless bathtub, Harry and Evis found solace, basking in a moment of profound beauty following their million years of passionate fusion.
Lying in Harry's embrace, Evis expressed, her voice filled with a sense of freedom and relief, "That experience was Soo captivating, extremely soothing, and absolutely divine. I feel as though all the burden upon my shoulders has been lifted."
"Oh, is that so? So what's your opinion about my talent in the art of bedding women, top-notch?"
"I guess, it's not like I have ever been with other men after all, so I can't really tell," Evis blinkingly remarked; hitting right where it should hurt.
Harry cringed before wrily smiling and saying, "You sure know my weaknesses–"
"I'm sleepy Dad, so...sleepy,"
"Hm?"
"so...so...sleepy,"
