Victoria Flareheart lay in her personal quarters, entwined in bed with the most powerful man in the Nirvana universe, both of them completely naked—a clear testament to the events of the previous night.
"Do you have to go? Can't you stay for another night?" Victoria murmured, pressing his face against her bosom, enveloping him in the warmth of her soft, firm skin.
"I wish I could, but we need to strengthen our universe. Only then can I ensure a future where we can wake up like this as many times as we desire," Sam said softly, holding her face gently as he looked into her deep green eyes before planting a deep kiss on her cherry-like lips.
"How are you feeling? It was your first time, after all. Are you still hurting?" he inquired with concern.
"No," Victoria shook her head slowly. "It hurt at the beginning, as I needed time to adjust to your... impressive size," she admitted, a hint of pride in her tone.
