Beks my love, I composed this masterpiece just for you:
**Ahem**
Future Carl collapsed to the floor as the bliss room sent shocks of pleasure running through his exhausted, sweaty body. Gasping for breath, he peeled off his clingy white shirt and tossed it errantly to one side. Delicious sensation trickled over his bare chest like warm butter, and he arched his back, grimacing as beads of perspiration snaked off his jaw and slid down his neck. He groaned softly before rolling over, his whole body tense as physical ecstasy and psychological pain became one in a wild, uncontrolled tempest of explosive fervor...
OMG LOL OK, I can't take it anymore.
It's too ridiculous.
Why YES, Future Carl DID just manage to have sex with a room.
...And NO, this doesn't really happen in the story. Just in Bek's pants.
~*Mara*~ = ^.^ =
...I wish I had some way to respond to this, but words fail me.