A few hours later, Erik and Astrid were standing next to Astrid's bed. Astrid looked embarrassed and a little frustrated, while Erik looked amused and excited.
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this…" Astrid mumbled as she palmed her own face. As a result of their earlier bet, she was now about to do something extremely embarrassing that she had never done before.
"You're the one who agreed to the bet, and then insisted our clash ended in a draw," Erik chuckled and decided to start things of by getting undressed.
"Ugh," Astrid groaned, "don't remind me. What was I thinking?"
Having lost his clothing and with his impressive body now being on full display, Erik lay down on his side casually and propped up his head using one of his arms while looking at Astrid teasingly. "You simply can't accept a victory without it being flawless. It's both a good and bad quality. Although, in this case, I definitely would consider it good."
