[FolkMaster]

Piras was the quiet sort of bed partner. He only ever made soft gasps, whispered groans, and sweet pleasured exhales. He did like to scratch and grab at Han-jae's back, though not enough to draw any actual blood. His sexual drive was the same as any other healthy young man, seemingly unaffected by the fertility drugs coursing through his system. Soldiers who didn't know any better often assumed breeders didn't have any "oomph" in bed. Those who joined the breeding program were left pleasantly surprised. Even after they both finished, Piras invited Han-jae to lie in bed, in the cool and the dark, and enjoy the post-haze bliss. Even without being lovers, it was still nice lying beside a warm body and knowing humans were still humans.

"Should we go to the mess hall?" he asked after a long stretch of comfortable silence.