"Oh, don't underestimate me like that." Seamus grinned, tilting Isolde's chin up. "It would be embarrassing if you ended up being the one who fainted."
Isolde's eyes widened for a moment before she burst into a low, sultry laugh. "Oh, Seamus… I want to see it. I want to feel my pussy getting railed by your thick cock until I black out."
"Bring it on, then."
Without another word, he hoisted Isolde over his shoulder like she weighed nothing. In the same smooth motion, he grabbed Viviane as well, his newfound strength making it effortless. Both women giggled as he moved toward a bed that materialized out of nowhere in the dreamscape.
He tossed them down onto the mattress with a deliberate gentleness, then crawled forward, his smirk widening.
"Let's make this oyakodon unforgettable."
The mattress barely dipped before Viviane was already on her knees, red hair falling forward, her lips parted in wordless invitation.
