Gasping as he felt Vegas pull out of him, he let his yukata fall back into place. He had to adjust it again to sit right but soon it looked like he hadn't just been fucked over a sink in the bathroom. As long as no one paid attention to the very obvious mark on his neck which he leaned forward to look at more closely in the mirror now.

He could feel how messy he was under the yukata still but he was going to treasure that. Looking to Vegas, he nodded. "Yeah. It's not like our wedding night where you wouldn't have known mercy at all."