The bed didn't survive.
Not in a dramatic explosion or anything. But somewhere during the third hour, one of the support legs gave out under forces it was never designed to handle. The mattress dropped with a loud crack and they both froze for a second.
"That was the bed."
"I know."
"...should we stop?"
Emily's answer was to wrap her legs tighter and pull him down onto the now significantly lower mattress. The remaining legs groaned but held.
She was on the top of Eren in the yaksha-girl position and didn't stop even if he came too much already.
One time in the middle of it, Eren wanted to go to the bathroom but she came with him and watched him pee.
It wasn't that good to be watched but he knew she was too excited. And to be honest, he was also in a very strange hormonal state himself.
