Hungry man.

The alarm rudely interrupted her sleep just before 6 p.m.

Though groggy, she resisted the temptation to snooze and instead chose to log back into her game without delay. She was curious to see how much stamina she had left to recover.

Anna's eyes fluttered open as she blinked, attempting to regain control over her body. She felt so small in this large space.

With what little strength she had, she mustered the energy to push his heavy arm off her bare chest and sat up.

The aftermath of their passion left her sore all over, but it was worth it. Her eyes shamelessly slid to his body.

He was sprawled across the bed, on his stomach, deep in slumber. His long legs jutted out in different directions, occupying the entire space. Large feet hanging over the edge, failing to find support on the mattress, too short to support his entire height.

 Still completely naked, she blushed as her gaze slid on his ass.

Mesmerized, she couldn't tear her eyes away from his huge frame, the ripple of his relaxed muscles, and the calm expression on his face squeezed by the pillow, strangely even more appealing than when he was awake.

Anna really liked him. Maybe even more than she was willing to admit.

He got one carefully placed piercing in his eyebrow and nose, even in both ears, as well as chunks and rings of gold braided into his long, wide mohawk. This was the rare occasion where she could freely admire him without any trace of embarrassment for her constant gaze.

His health had already fully recovered and her stamina was replenished as well. 

Anna wondered whether she could talk him into doing it again, but quickly banished the idea. He isn't her toy.

 After she wet a soft sponge to wash all those dried fluids from her skin and rearranged her backpack, she sat down to carefully examine the map, studying its details and potential routes, before she decided to wake him up. A man needs a purpose, right? She was about to offer him one.

"Bugak, wake up. There are a lot of things I have to do today," Anna approached him, tapping on his shoulder to grab his attention.

"Come back to me," Sleepily, Bugak sat up still a bit disoriented, scratching his lower back and yawning. He glanced in her direction, surprised to see her fully clothed.

Unfortunately, she didn't enjoy it as much as he hoped. Does it mean their collaboration ended before it could even start? He sighed, trying to come up with a way to lure her back to bed.

"Our time here is running up, we need to leave this room in a short moment," she explained to him, as she sat by the edge of the bed with an unfolded map, pointing at some route. "I'd like to reach Godfast in a month or so. I'd love to see it, they said it's an exact copy of Rome. Would you like to join me?"

"Yes," his quiet mutter breaked through his lips before he could prepare his speech. He finally realized she probably didn't leave the bed on purpose. She simply doesn't know their ways. 

Anna raised her eyes from the map. That was easy. 

She jumped up and reached for his clothes with a smile, so he could take them on before leaving.

Despite his clear disappointment, he proceeded to take them from her hands and just as he did, he carefully set it aside and beckoned her back with a simple gesture.

"Where are you going? Explain yourself," He said as Anna got into his reach and slowly closed the gap between them by pulling her between his spread knees, not to startle her. The fabric covering her breasts irritated him, but he tried to take it easy this time.

"Are you ignoring me on purpose, after we spent the night together? Didn't you like it?" He murmured quietly as he leaned closer, carefully cuddling to her figure to feel whether he injured her or not.

Bugak couldn't understand why she had suddenly become so passive. It was as if someone had flipped a switch, turning off her fire, replacing it with a resigned passivity. Last night filled him with joy and this sudden change catched him off guard.

He really thought she enjoyed it. A lot. As he kissed her breasts through her shirt, he slowly pulled her skirt to her thighs with obvious intent.

"I enjoyed it. Did you?" his heavy breath tickled her skin.