The prize for going wild

"Hon…" 

If Fay happily walked by my side before, then now she hung down my arm, struggling to walk on her own by now. 

She wasn't tired, wounded, or overwhelmed. But in regards to the last of those three, she wasn't all that close to losing the internal battle she waged against her body. 

For after all the killing she did, the rebound from our bond proved to be quite… severe. And while I could still think somewhat straight in spite of the raging boner in my pants, Fay's case was a lot worse. 

"Just a little bit longer, sweetie." 

I tried to encourage the girl, knowing full well that there was pretty much nothing I could do for her right now. 

With how engrossed we would be in our intimate act, it would be insane to go at it with groups of human soldiers running around, trying to hunt down all the defenders and overwhelm them with their sheer numbers.