Location: Ginnungagap, Nocht's Ship

I can't say it was bad. I mean, me and Latina went at it for hours non-stop, until she started complaining that her waist hurts. So here are, having some casual pillow talk.

"You... you didn't even break a sweat, didn't you?" she lies on her front. I applied some ice upon her back to help her with the pain. "We've been doing it for a while now and I still can't wrap my head around it. How are you so... energetic?"

"You're just weak." I said casually. Well, she IS weak.

And she took that seriously. Latina tried to sit up straight but her back collapsed faster than the speed of light. Despite the pain, her pride wouldn't let her be silent.

"Weak? I'm a succubus. We're supposed to last longer than most!" she bitterly grunted.

Latina seems to hold her bed game in high regard, so rather than teasing her even further, I instead tried to shift the topic.

"So, what's with the androphobia?"