A grunt sounded as Eka released his load for the nth time inside the now unconscious Joann. His grip on her neck released, and Joann gasped for air before returning to sleep. The masked holder looked at his painting and couldn't help but smirk. Should I make this a quest? F*cking someone when I have the chance, Eka thought, his eyes lighting up as he considered this to be a brilliant idea.
After glancing once more, he went to the bathroom and took a shower. Once he had changed into his customary white suit and white mask, he made his way to the bedroom. He spotted Joann, covered in blanket, looking at him.
"You f*cked me, so tell me what you know," Joann said, her drunken gaze now replaced by professionalism.
Eka whistled and went to the window. The sun's rays were peeking from the horizon. "Almost five hours? Y'know I can go again if you want."
