A knock on the door?

You pull out of Akvi’s ass, the dwarven woman moaning. You look with pride at the thoroughly fucked woman, cum dripping from her ass. “I hope that was good enough for you, hmm?” you say with a smirk, getting a tired grunt of approval from Akvi in response.

Wiping your brow, you take a sip of the tea that’s still lying on the table, somehow the thing didn’t spill despite the fact that you literally fucked Akvi right next to it. “Hope the tea’s still good” the dwarven woman mumbles, steadying herself on wobbly legs.

“It’s still warm” you say, staring down Akvi’s naked body. Acting like nothing’s changed despite the fact that you just had sex feels strangely exciting, even with your cock rapidly becoming flaccid once again. “You better drink yours as well, there should still be some left after the spill.”

“Didn’t actually boil mine” Akvi says, ruefully staring down her mug as she gathers up her clothes, “didn’t want to burn myself while faking a spill.”

You chuckle at her sheepish face, shaking your head. “Probably a good idea, yeah.” You sip the tea as Akvi gets dressed.

You’ve just finished the cup, and Akvi’s just finished making herself decent, when you hear a knock at the door. “What goddamn idiot is that” Akvi snaps, “who would want to get books in this weather?” Sighing, she relaxes back into her seat. “I’m still sore from that fucking, so could you go get that for me?”

“Sure” you reply, making your way to the door through the winding maze of the library. Finding the door, you let out a small cry of surprise, as you see Dew standing there, her face red like she’s just been running.

“You’re here!” she exclaims, grabbing your arm, “quick, we’re already late!”