I want to fuck you again

Ida and Avery made their way into a room that looked like it was meant for parties. He let out a small laugh as he looked around the empty space. "What's the point of this room when only one person is allowed on board? I mean, we're lucky that we're here together, but we shouldn't be."

The woman giggled in agreement before making her way across the room. As she walked, she scanned the walls, wondering how to turn on the party lights. Before she could even voice her thoughts, Avery beat her to it, and the room was suddenly awash with colorful lights.

"You know, we should make use of this room. It's a shame to let it go to waste, and it'll be less lonely with some music and drinks," he said.

Ida turned to face him, a small smile forming on her lips. "Are you suggesting we throw a party for just the two of us?"

"Why not?" he replied with a grin. "I'm game if you are."

"Well, you're in luck then. I happen to be quite skilled at making drinks," she said with a mischievous twinkle in her ey