When it came to sex, one could not be held accountable for whatever it was that made it through their mouths while under the influence of lust.
Sex was like a drug.
It did things to people. Things like turning the most prim and proper ladies and gentlemen out in the streets. Into foul-mouthed sailors the moment the clothes were off, and they were pounding away at each other, all manners and etiquette forgotten. Their vocabulary suddenly being made up of nothing but countless curses.
Nothing said, or thought during sex counted as binding. Under the influence of sex, people said things they did not mean, and got a pass. That was a general rule, one that many people adhered to. And for the longest time, Derek had been amongst those people who believed that rule.
People often said things during sex, that were either blatant lies, or impossible.
