"I win".
Those words felt like a slap in the face as Brienne Ironheart heard them.
Feeling the cold edge of the sword still on her neck and looking into his eyes, then remembering how she boasted before this duel, this beautiful mature woman could not help her face turning pink in embarrassment.
Brutus chuckled before removing the sword from her neck.
He cracked his knuckles. "Thanks Brienne," there was a grin on his face. "It's been a long time since I got to exercise my body so carefreely".
He laughed. "I can feel the adrenaline surging through me still".
"Ah, this won't do, I need to channel this fire that's burning in me on something or I'll explode".
"Huh?" Brienne Ironheart looked at him.
Brutus chuckled. "It's a bad habit of mine; it's just like when I'm sexually aroused. I don't know how to deprive myself when I'm sexually aroused, I always get what I want in the end".
