The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed in the room for a long time.
Ray sat casually on the bed while Sibley moved up and down on him, moaning but wearing an expression of exhaustion.
"Move faster," he ordered, giving her another casual slap on the ass. Sibley obeyed, speeding up, her tired face betraying her strain as she moaned louder.
This continued for hours until the cold moon gave way to the warm sun, which slowly rose on the horizon.
The birds began to chirp, and the buzzing of insects from the surrounding area finally ceased, replaced by a serene, beautiful calm.
Ray stepped out of the room, a satisfied smile on his lips.
Inside the room, Sibley's naked body lay sprawled on the bed, her tongue hanging out and her pupils rolled back, her body covered in numerous markings.
"Another Awakened Child, huh?"
He glanced at the red panel in front of him, feeling much better now that all his stress had been released.
