Midnight tore his shirt in a second, revealing his muscular body.
He did the same to her dress, revealing her breasts, but he didn't stop to gaze as he pressed his naked torso against hers.
In the blink of an eye, she had torn his pants away. As a result, both of them were naked in the embrace of one another.
It seemed that as both of them were at that age, there wasn't anything in the world that would be able to tear them apart in this very moment.
Lifting his head up, Zaroth took ragged breaths as he looked at Midnight, who was doing the same. His member was on her abdomen moments before entering her.
Unseen by both of them, the crimson symbol on the back of Zaroth's hand suddenly appeared and shined, but because nobody was paying attention to the details, no one noticed.
She wrapped her legs around him, making him unable to get away even if he tried, as she spoke,
"What the fuck are you waiting for?! Do it!"
Without needing to be told twice, he did just that.
"Ahh," both of them moaned in unison, not expecting to feel this good.
Zaroth brought down his head as they kissed deeply, using their tongues.
He felt Midnight's nails digging into his back. Thankfully, she had made them return to their human form, so they weren't sharp enough to cause injury.
And even if they had caused injury, Zaroth would have been able to ignore it, as he was too focused on Midnight.
He wondered how he had lived his life for so long without ever experiencing that heavenly feeling.
*****
Zaroth and Midnight were lying on the bed as both of them stared at the ceiling, deep in thought.
"I did it…" he muttered under his breath, as it took a long time to process the information.
It was hard to believe, everything had happened so fast that it took some time to process. It suddenly made sense why Zaroth had heard before that young people rarely thought things through before acting on impulse.
He and Midnight were living examples of that saying.
"I can't believe I slept with a human…" It seemed that Midnight was also stunned by her actions, so she needed a long time to collect her thoughts.
"This certainly wasn't what I expected to happen when I suggested you come and watch my fight in the tournament," he admitted.
Midnight didn't answer as she continued to be deep in thought.
Weirdly enough, he didn't feel the slightest amount of regret about sleeping with a demon. But what about her? He wondered.
Zaroth sighed as he asked, "Do you regret it? That you slept with a human."
It took her a moment to respond, "I… no, at least I don't think so. It just feels weird. All my life, I've been taught that humans are our enemy and have to be exterminated… and I found myself sleeping with one. I have no idea how I should feel, honestly."
"Well… it is done already, so…" He shifted his gaze from her alluring naked body to his member that seemed to have regained its vigor. "There isn't any harm in doing it again, is there?"
Midnight scoffed as she heard his words. A second later, she got on top of him. "Sure, but this time, I'm on top." Her lips curved into a smile as her crimson eyes shined with the color of blood.
Zaroth didn't respond as he put both of his hands on her thin waist.
They were going for round two.
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The good news was that after the second round, they went for a third. As a result, it was completely accurate to say that Zaroth was sucked dry.
The bad news…
"It is broken…" Zaroth spoke in frustration as he used his hand to massage his eyebrows.
"...It may be my fault, sorry about that," Midnight muttered under her breath in embarrassment.
The bed was broken, and it was, in fact, entirely Midnight's fault. It seemed the more excited she became, the more intensely she moved her body over Zaroth, and eventually, the bed couldn't take it anymore, so it broke.
As the bed was broken, they didn't stop, as they continued doing their deed over the table, deciding to deal with the issue later.
But unfortunately, that later was now.
'God dammit, this bed was so comfortable too! It would cost a fortune to fix it or buy a new one, and that money will have to come from Elysia… how the heck do I explain a broken bed?!' he wondered, and a moment later, shook his head.
Putting a hand on Midnight's naked shoulder, he spoke, "Don't worry about it, it is my problem to fix."
She was about to retort but couldn't as Zaroth put his finger over her lips.
A second later, she sighed, "If you say so…"
As their date was done, and as Zaroth's bed was broken—meaning Midnight couldn't sleep here for the night—she was about to leave until she realized something.
"Oh…"
"What?" Zaroth raised an eyebrow.
"My clothes… we tore them, remember? So now I have nothing to wear."
Zaroth was left speechless as there was now another problem to think about.
'We really didn't think things through, did we?' he cursed inwardly.
In the end, he gave her a few of his clothes. Strangely enough, with her slender frame, they were too big for her. Yet, as Zaroth watched her in his oversized clothes, he felt an unexpected warmth, a comforting warmth that was hard to put into words.
She left, so now he was sitting on a chair, looking at the broken bed and, at the same time, coming to terms with the fact that he had actually managed to sleep with someone—a freaking vampire, no less!
"There is no way this day gets any better!" he proclaimed with a smile, until he heard the system speak in his mind,
[Silverfang evolution completed]
He smiled darkly as his eyes shined brightly.
"I guess there is indeed a way."