By Geod, he will be tested

"Mmmmm... you were wonderful!" Ursula gently cooed as she lazily ran her hand across Pardoo's sweaty, panting chest.

The severely dehydrated ex-paladin merely gurgled in response, his face gaunt and his entire body looking comically emaciated from their marathon love-making.

The two had spent the entire day in a lust-filled frenzy of carnal delight, engaging in every (formerly) sinful position Ursula had spent the greater part of a century studiously committing to memory.

And they hadn't just limited themselves to the bedroom. They had 'praised Geod' in every room of Ursula's modest home, which had ended up as thoroughly ravished as her.

Indeed, every single piece of furniture in the chubby angel's domicile that had initially appeared capable of holding her weight (Which was not heavy at all! Certainly not! Some would say petite even! The most petite of any nun!) now lay smashed and broken. Which was why the two were now laying inches above the cold floor of Ursula's living room, on top of the debris of what had once been the nun's sofa.

Admittedly, it was a little awkward and uncomfortable, but it was in better shape than the crater that had once been the angel's bed, and it was giving Ursula a great excuse to snuggle up even closer to her exhausted lover.

She gave the still-stunned Pardoo a sloppy, yet tender kiss, blushing quite a bit when she recognized the lingering taste of herself on his tongue. Then she rested her head on his chest and possessively wrapped her arms and legs around him.

Pardoo merely blinked as the sweet sounds of Ursula's cute, but rather un-lady-like snoring filled the otherwise quiet room.

"B-by Geod..." the ex-paladin croaked. "What have I done?!"