The sound of running water echoed through the washroom as hot steam slowly filled the entire bathroom.
Alistair looked down at his sticky clothes, recalling everything that had just happened, and felt his cheeks grow hotter and hotter. He quickly stripped off his clothes, glared at his uncooperative desires, closed his eyes, and hastily relieved himself.
Half an hour later, he changed into a clean robe and pushed open the washroom door.
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