After a long night with Nikolai, reckless intimate actions, their loud sounds echoing through the apartment window, Fyodor lay panting heavily and a bead of sweat dripping down his forehead.

"You... really are something else hm?" Fyodor panted, his head leaned back and his violet eyes still shut.

"What can I say, I have alot of stamina!" Nikolai, (you) exclaimed, breathing heavily but filled with his usual energy

"Go get me some vodka would you?" Fyodor rather commanded than asked, his lips parted.