“No, Aqua. I need to be able to service the Night Guard tonight,” you said, disgruntled with her approaches. Picking her up before her tongue could move to undo your zipper—which she had ample practice with—you moved her aside to the empty space of your queen-sized bed. “All of the Night Guard… I’m not so sure it’ll turn out as well this time, without those enhancers. Any chance there are aphrodisiacs out there that don’t involve magically-treated ingredients?”