"No."
"Ha?" Zade blinked, the unopened foil packet hovering between his fingers as he stared at Rai in mild bewilderment.
"No," Rai repeated, his voice firm despite how raw his throat felt. "No second round."
"Why?"
"...What do you mean, why?" Rai glared up at him, exasperated. "Is one not enough?"
"How is it enough?" Zade countered smoothly, his lips twisting into a slow, amused curve.
"Bastard, it's enough," Rai gritted out, glaring as fiercely as his exhausted body would allow.
"It really isn't," Zade said, shaking his head with zero regret. "Come on. Don't tell me you actually thought I was planning on doing this just once? Besides, remember our bet? I totally forgot about it earlier because you were looking too damn good to leave hanging. But now that we've had a break, we can finally try it out."
"Forget the damn bet," Rai snapped, resting his head back against the mattress with a tired groan. "No second rounds. That's final."
