"Shh… Keep quiet, Potentia."
"But… What if we get caught? The tents are thin and not that far apart."
"We won't get caught if you keep your damn mouth shut!"
Hermes covered his mouth as he and Ymir tussled under the blankets inside their tent. And by 'tussled' it basically means a handjob battle.
"We don't really have to do this, you know…" Hermes muttered quietly.
"But your Cryoshift is running out, right?" Ymir said pointedly. "What ability are you going to use then if it runs out?"
Hermes scratched his head. "Uh… Magni gave me some of his blood samples? And Somner too. Even Aphrodite gave me a vial."
"But blood doesn't last that long compared to semen, right?" Ymir asked.
"Yes, but…"
Ymir kissed him again. "Shut up."
Hermes felt really hot inside this stuffy tent, but also cold from Ymir's lower than normal body temp.
"Why did you do that anyway?"
"Do what?" Ymir was purely focused on stroking him.
