But you couldn't even register the screams of the women behind you. Instead, you were working as hard and as fast as you could on the hot piece of man inside of your body. Chrollo's head lolled back and his hands simply danced around your skin. Hana on X was exactly what he wanted right now. Good vibes? Try godly vibes. He could always go for sex.

He was almost worried about the pain you might experience later; your speed and the power in which you were landing on him was astounding. But minute after minute ticked by and you showed no slowing down. Chrollo didn't even have to do any work. Ten minutes... Twenty minutes... Forty-five minutes... He couldn't even count the orgasms that you or he had even had. It was all like one big rolling excitement. He knew for a fact there was no way he had any type of liquid left in him, but your body just kept squeezing him, begging him for more.

Both of you were drenched in sweat, and you were beginning to feel thirsty. This more or less meant you were absolutely dehydrated, since that feeling was strong enough to announce itself through all of the pleasure you were feeling. "Water..." Your voice cracked from the dryness of your throat and immediately, Chrollo's hand shot down to grab the bottle of water. Without him even asking, you tilted your head back and opened your mouth; still working his cock for all it had for you. He tried to pour it into your mouth gently, but instead, he splashed a majority of it in your mouth, but also partially down your nose, all over your face and down your shirt. He then dumped whatever he had left into his mouth and then reached his hand out to the side.

"Water!" He called out loud. Some of the Troupe had passed out by now, but Kortopi— who actually never partook in drugs or alcohol— was awake enough to toss another water to Chrollo. He cracked it open and downed practically the whole bottle. His X was starting to wear off and he felt like everything was creeping to a stop, including you. "Tired?" He asked quietly as he forced you to sit still on top of him.

"A little. I think I'm coming down." You looked behind you and suddenly became startled as you noticed the shadows of everyone that had been there were now on the floor. "When did everyone die behind me?!" Chrollo laughed, enjoying just the sensation of your body holding onto his.

"Only the whores are dead. Everyone else is just passed out. Perhaps we, too, should retire. I don't think I have any more cum for your body." He laid his head on your chest and listened to the heart beat your body was producing. It wasn't as fast as it had been recently, but it was still strong. He wondered briefly if his would match this pace.

"That's fine. Could you just give me my sunglasses? Where do we sleep?" You asked as you wiped the sweat off of your face. Even your voice sounded tired now.

"We?" He placed the sunglasses in your hand and went to undo the knot of his handkerchief. "I sleep alone. I don't trust you either. In fact, I don't even want you around my Troupe just yet. I'll show you to a room where you can stay."