After that, they kept going until nearly five in the morning, neither of them showing any sign of slowing down, as if both had limitless stamina.
Again and again, Gideon buried himself inside her and pumped her full of his seed, and every time he did, Jade moaned loudly in pleasure, her voice growing hoarse but no less eager.
The memories moved and ended like a curse bundled up in pleasure. Not like a bad one, but Gideon knows so well, Jade would use this night as her weapon at some point.
Now, with the morning light beginning to seep through the curtains, Gideon cleared his throat and finally said, "Well… it already happened, so it's not like I can undo it."
He glanced at her and added with a faint sigh, "It's kind of a shame that I spent most of it drunk. It feels like I wasn't fully there."
"Hm…" Jade smirked, still lounging comfortably beside him. "You were adorable, though."
