In the present day, he could smell her, taste her. The scent memory threw him over the edge and he gripped his cock more tightly as his pace sped up and he came with a series of involuntary grunts and moans. It lasted about three times as long as he had become accustomed to. He lay there, boneless and panting, his head racing and his entire body buzzing. Eventually, he reached for his wand and tergeo’d the mess, rolling over and falling to sleep with a soft smile on his face, more content than he’d been in many months.