24 ...How should I feel?...

It was 1 in the morning, someone knocked on Izuku's door.

Izuku: Hmm, who the hell is bothering me at this hour?

He opened the door, his face showing no apparent emotion.

Izuku: What do you want, Midnight-sensei?

Nemuri: I just came for a little visit, aren't you happy?

Izuku: Yeah, well, um, I'm really sorry, but I have company, and I'm busy with that... so bye.

Nemuri: Aha, I know you're lying... come on, you won't leave a lady out in the cold at night, will you?

Izuku closed the door and went back to his bed.

Nemuri: Idiot... well, you leave me no choice.

She took out a key and opened the door.

Izuku: Damn it...

Nemuri: Hehehe, how lucky I am, all the teachers were given a copy of all the room keys.

Izuku: Yeah... sadly, but you can't do anything to me. I have a girlfriend, and recently a wife, two lovers, and there's also the woman they sold me to. There's no room for you... why don't you take advantage? About four cabins beyond there's Mineta's, you can earn money even outside your corner.

Nemuri: You are a wretch, trash as a man, and even worse as a person, I am not a prostitute!

Izuku: How could I know?

Nemuri: Tell me, if I show you, will you take care of me?

Izuku: I think you haven't listened, even if you wish, you would only be one more woman on my list, will you get that low?

Nemuri: Just shut up, it's always the same with you, why don't you pay attention to me? Is it that I'm so ugly?

Izuku: I've made my reasons clear many times, and no, you're not ugly.

Nemuri: If you find me pretty, then accept me, fall in love with me.

Izuku: Why should I? Although I fall in love with you, the disgust you produce in me would erase all different feelings.

Nemuri: Just one night, and I'll stop bothering you... what do you say?

Izuku: I am just getting that?

Nemuri: What more do you want?

Izuku: A sandwich at least.

Nemuri: Shut up... I'll give you whatever you want, just say yes...

Izuku thought about it for a few seconds, was it worth it? Who knows, on the one hand, he would get rid of her, but on the other, he would feel dirty... no, it really wasn't worth it at all, but, still, he would do it.

Izuku: Fine, but once it's over, don't even look me in the face.

Nemuri: Is okay.

He approached her, took her chin, and began to kiss her, although, this time he was much more gentle. Far from wanting to hurt her, he was treating her gently. He didn't want to have complaints or something similar on her part.

He took her by the legs and carried her to her bed where he left her, climbing on top of her, increasing the caresses and going down to her neck, leaving a mark.

Nemuri: Ahhh~ahhh~ you're quite gentle with me ~ahhh~

Izuku: I'm thinking of someone else, don't make me lose concentration, will you?

Nemuri: You are an idiahhhh~

Izuku had bitten her earlobe, giving her a lick around her ear and whispering to her.

Izuku: Shhhh, you just stay quiet and enjoy.

He began to take off her clothes, leaving her only in her underwear, appreciating Nemuri's figure for a few seconds, kissing her, he began to touch her breasts, drowning her moans to make as little noise as possible, stimulating the intimacy of the woman above her underwear.

He took off her bra and began to play with her nipples, nipping lightly, running his tongue around them.

Nemuri: Ahhh~ ahhh~ go on, go on~ ahh~ it feels good.

Izuku: I think I told you to be quiet.

He took her by the neck, squeezing slightly, being the dominant one and subduing Nemuri before him.

Izuku: You're already very wet... you want it, right?

Nemuri: Ahh~ do it… take me… just for this night, make me yours ~ahh~

Izuku accommodated her better and took off what covered her intimacy...

Izuku took off all his clothes, exposing his erect member. Nemuri bit her lip, her breath coming raggedly.

Izuku: Do you have a condom?

Nemuri: Don't worry, today is a safe day~

Izuku: Okay, I think it will do.

He kissed her while aligning his member with Nemuri's intimacy, beginning to penetrate her little by little, it was very tight, which seemed quite strange to the green-haired boy, and it was even worse when he felt a wall that prevented him from going deeper.

Izuku: Wait, are you a virgin?

Nemuri: Ahh~ yeah, don't worry, you can go deeper~

Izuku: I never thought to ask you this... are you sure?

Nemuri: Ahhh~ yes, do it, just, be a little gentle, will you?

Izuku was confused, quite a bit, to be honest, a virgin? Nemuri was a virgin? Twenty-four years old and she still hadn't had her first time... what was this he felt?... guilt? Yes, for some reason he didn't want it to be like that, he got off her and sat down on a side of the bed.

Nemuri: Huh, what's up? Why did you stop?

Izuku: I'm not going to do it, I'm a son of a bitch in many ways, but I still have principles. I won't take your first time.

Nemuri: What? Why?

Izuku: I don't know... I'm just a momentary interest for you, and you'll regret it if you give me your first time, so please get some clothes on and get out.

Nemuri: Don't come talking to me about principles, every time you see me, you hurt me, and when I only want one thing from you, you refuse to "hurt" me?

Izuku: Wounds heal, scars fade, mistakes are resolved... but hurting you isn't the same as taking something you'll never get back.

Nemuri: Just do it. Until now, I've felt bad every time you despise me, every time you tell me I'm a prostitute, you make me feel terrible. And now I show you that I'm nothing like what you say. Just take me, I don't care... I find it hard to admit it, but I want you and only you to have my virginity...

Izuku: I thought you were a bit smarter.

Nemuri: Huh? Why do you say that?

Izuku: It's very simple... once I have something from you, I'll come and take the rest.

Nemuri: What do you mean?

Izuku: That once I have your virginity, I'll make sure I own the rest of your body, and you'll be my property.

Nemuri: Is this a declaration of love?

Izuku: No, you just caught my attention too much, and now, I just want you for myself at all costs. I don't love you or anything like that, I just want to have it all.

Nemuri: Then come and take me, I still hate you, and I will find a way to make you love me and make you suffer. Claiming me as your property is the first step.

The green-haired boy kissed her again, while he stimulated her to moisten her. Kiss after kiss went down, passing through her breasts, abdomen, and finally, Nemuri's intimacy. He passed his tongue in circles, stimulating her and savoring the fluids that little by little were coming out, lubricating her entrance.

He continued with the manual stimulation by inserting two fingers while giving light and gentle bites on the woman's clitoris, which covered her mouth so as not to make too much noise. The cabins did not have soundproof walls.

Nemuri: Ahhh~ I~ I'm cumming Izuku~ ah ah ah, AAAHHHH~

He smothered her moans with a kiss, as he continued to slide his fingers in and out.

Nemuri felt a current that ran through her entire body, her back curved, letting out a stream of her fluids, staining the bedsheets... her body had small spasms due to the intensity of the orgasm...

Izuku wouldn't waste how sensitive she was at that moment. He aligned his member with Nemuri's intimacy and penetrated her slowly until colliding again with the hymen that prevented him from reaching deeper.

He stepped back a few centimeters and with one thrust broke that thin wall, taking with him Nemuri's virginity.

She squirmed for a few seconds. It hurt a lot, but little by little the pain diminished and she could already allow the green-haired boy to move.

Nemuri: Ah~ you can move, just be gentle, it still hurts a little~

Izuku: Don't worry, you'll start to feel good soon.

He began to move gently, drowning the moans with kisses, and replacing the pain with pleasure without measures... it felt good how she squeezed every time he thrust, increasing the speed and intensity...

The sound of skin against skin echoed off the wooden walls.

The wet sounds he made each time he thrust into her were obscene, heightening the arousal.

Nemuri moaned, being completely subjugated in that room, giving herself over to lust and her most intimate desires, wishing that it would never end and that she could stay with Izuku for quite some time. She wanted him. She wanted him for her at all costs, and her mind began to cloud over. A second orgasm was present, making her more sensitive to any sensation of friction, she let out a little cry when she was stimulated on her nipples and her clitoris at the same time. That sensation was indescribable, it seemed that the green-haired boy was reaching deeper into her interior.

Izuku was about to reach his limit. It seemed that Nemuri was getting tighter and tighter.

He didn't resist any longer. His member began to enlarge in size.

Izuku: I'm cumming~ghhh.

Nemuri: Ah ah ahhh~!! do it inside, cum inside me!!, ~ Ohhh Ohhhh~

She imprisoned the green-haired boy with her legs, getting closer to each other.

Izuku came inside Nemuri, filling her with his seed...

Nemuri felt how her fluids and those of the green-haired boy were mixed inside her, a warm sensation that caused her to have a third orgasm, falling completely exhausted.

The green-haired boy got off her, revealing how a mixture of fluids and blood leaked from Nemuri's intimacy because it was her first time.

Their sweaty bodies and heavy breathing were signs of the act just committed. They were tired.

Nemuri: Ah ah ah~ that was~ah~ really amazing~ ah~

Izuku: I don't like to brag, but yeah, I'm amazing.

Nemuri made an effort to get up and be able to get on top of Izuku to kiss him intensely, the lascivious sound of how she explored the green-haired boy's mouth, mixing the saliva.

Nemuri: *kiss* Izuku~ *kiss*

Izuku: What's wrong?

Nemuri: I don't feel my legs *kiss*

Izuku: Now that's quite a problem.

He got up from the bed, left Nemuri lying down, took a towel out of his suitcase, and handed it to Nemuri.

Nemuri: Why the towel?

Izuku: You're all soaked, and you're staining my bed.

Nemuri: Even more than how we left it? I doubt it.

Izuku: *looking at his watch* Just do it, put on some clothes, and go to your room.

Nemuri: I thought you would ask me to stay.

Izuku: I'd be in a lot of trouble if you stayed in my room, you'd better go, it's already 3 am.

Nemuri: I'm sorry, but you left me without the mobility of my legs, so you will have to take care of me and sleep with me.

Izuku: Yeah, I think it won't be possible... just put on some clothes.

Nemuri: You don't like the view you have?

Izuku: No, it's not that, for some reason, I'm beginning to feel an uncontrollable desire to make you mine again.

Nemuri: Admit that you love me.

Izuku: Admit that you belong to me.

Nemuri: I belong to you completely~

Izuku: Yeah, it's a shame I don't love you... but well...

Nemuri: You know something, now I can threaten to tell everything to your girlfriend... you are under my control.

Izuku: Oh yeah, what are you supposed to achieve?

Nemuri: Having you all to myself, and having you become my personal toy.

Izuku: I highly doubt it. Right now, you're my toy.

Nemuri: We'll see. I already got your attention. Now I only have to get your love. It's only a matter of time before you admit that you love me madly.

Izuku: Yeah, I'm sorry, but as I told you many times, I have a girlfriend and a wife. I would love any of them before you.

Nemuri: It wasn't a joke or an excuse?!

Izuku: No, now feel bad. You gave yourself to a married man and ruined his marriage. Now you'll have that on your mind at all times.

Nemuri: Then why did you have sex with me? Don't you feel guilty?

Izuku: The meat is weak, and not having to see your face again was a great incentive, and no, I don't feel guilty in any way, go ahead and say whatever you have to say. Your insults won't affect me anyway.

Nemuri: You use women for mere entertainment.

Izuku: Depends, they all have something that catches my attention in some way, qualities that make me want them just for myself.

Nemuri: I have something special for you?

Izuku: The truth... is that no, the simple fact of being able to make you mine was enough to want to have you all to me.

Nemuri: Even if you are married, would you still be with me?

Izuku: Who knows, maybe yes, maybe no, why don't you find out for yourself?

Nemuri was having a lot of doubts and questions at that moment, really Izuku was a cheating bastard who deserved the worst in the world, but, there is always a but, even so, she wanted to be close to him and be able to kiss him and possess him among other things.

Nemuri: Well, just don't blame me if you end up preferring me over your wife.

Izuku: I doubt that will ever happen.

Izuku took another towel and wiped away all the sweat, it was quite late to go and take a shower, probably the hot springs were closed...

Izuku: You know, Eri told me something quite curious... why are you stealing my clothes?

Nemuri: I just saw the opportunity and took it. Although your shirt is too big for me, so I use it as my pajamas.

Izuku just sighed heavily.

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It was 4 am, and Nemuri was already getting dressed to leave the room.

Nemuri: Ooow, I ripped my jacket... can I borrow one of your sweatshirts?

Izuku reached into his luggage and pulled out a green sweatshirt.

Nemuri: Thank you!

Izuku: You'll never give it back to me, right?

Nemuri: Nope, you can say goodbye to her.

Izuku: Well, you can go now.

Nemuri kissed him and left the room, returning to her own, although she still walked a little strangely from the pain of having her first time.

Izuku went back to bed, but he couldn't sleep...

He took out the bottle of vodka.

He began to drink as if it were water, his throat burned, and his stomach burned from receiving so much alcohol in such a short time.

The last drop went down his throat, he broke the bottle on his head, and with the glass shards cutting his legs unmeasured, the alcohol and his regeneration healing the wounds could make him tired enough to go back to sleep.

He cleaned up the mess he had caused and dumped the glass scraps into a trash can.

He lay down on his bed again, managing to fall asleep.

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The morning had arrived. Izuku's alarm sounded, warning that it was already 9 am.

Breakfast would be ready shortly. That was the message that was put in his head by Mandalay's quirk.

Izuku got dressed, put on quite comfortable clothes, and his red tennis shoes, and left his room.

He had a slight headache from the vodka, but it was nothing out of the ordinary. He went to the dining room to wait for his breakfast quietly.

Bakugou: *yawn* Damn, I'm still sleepy.

Izuku: Let's go for a coffee.

Already with the coffees in their hands, they went to sit at the counter, although there was something quite curious. Bakugou began to secrete glycerin, and he added a couple of drops to the coffee... he took a sip, and a small explosion was heard in his stomach.

Bakugou: Phew, nothing like a coffee with glycerin to wake up.

Izuku: Lend me some.

He took a sip, and also felt an explosion in his stomach, he lifted his shirt for a moment and sure enough, he had a hole.

Izuku: That's quite the power...

Bakugou: Looks like you couldn't stand the Katsuki style.

Regeneration kicked in, sealing the wound completely.

Izuku: Yeah, I feel more awake.

A few minutes later, the others arrived, sitting down all together to eat the breakfast that the Pussycats had prepared for today.

Kota: Good morning, Izuku.

Izuku: What's up, dwarf?

Kota: Meh, my aunt, found Cheetos dust in my nose.

Izuku: Is your aunt a police officer or what?

Kota: A hero.... well, now I'm grounded, but hey, life goes on.

Izuku: You didn't tell her anything, right?

Kota: I'm not a snitch. If I fall, I fall alone.

Izuku: Good boy, have a Cheeto.

Izuku took out a small package of those cheese-flavored chips and passed it under the table to Kota, who looked everywhere and kept it under his jacket.

Bakugou: What did I miss?

Izuku: Nothing special, I was just smoking when I ran into Kota in the woods, and since they don't let him eat Cheetos, we agreed to keep quiet.

Bakugou: At least it was reasonable.

Kota: As a one-time offer for Izuku, for $250, I can get pictures of my aunt in her underwear.

Izuku took out his wallet and took out three 100 bills, and handed them to Kota.

Izuku: They better be in 4K.

Kota nodded, put the money in his pockets, and left.

Bakugou: I won't say anything, but what would a child do with so much money?

Izuku: Candy, toys, illegal firecrackers, t-shirts with profanity written on them, the list goes on. That's the fun of being a kid, everything is fun at their age.

Bakugou: Hehehe, I remembered when we poured firecrackers down the toilet in the school bathroom.

Izuku: Classes were suspended for a week since we broke the pipes that went to the drain.

After finishing breakfast, everyone was called by Aizawa.

Aizawa: Well, as I told you, this camp is recreational, but, you won't be lazing around all day, so you'll be polishing your quirk with the help of some teachers and the big three.

Nejire: Helloooo~

Mirio: It will be a pleasure to be able to train with you again.

Tamaki: No, I still can't, even if I imagine them naked or as vegetables, I can't, Mirio.

Kirishima: Bro, I thought you were over it.

Tamaki: Not really. It got worse when people started asking me for autographs and invading my personal space.

Aizawa: Alright, enough wasting time. You have 4 hours to train.

Everyone: Hai Sensei!

They all chose different places of training, according to their quirk, except for Izuku, who didn't know what he should do, it's not like his regeneration can improve more.

Tiger: Why aren't you doing anything?

Izuku: I don't know what I should put my effort into.

Tiger: Well, you will train with me.

Izuku: What am I supposed to do?

Tiger: A little fight. You don't have to hold back. Fight with everything you got.

Aizawa: I wouldn't ask that if I were you, Midoriya is one of the strongest students at UA.

Tiger: You are exaggerating.

Aizawa: I complied with warning you.

In the meantime...

Rumi: Where did you get that sweatshirt from?

Nemuri: Why the question?

Rumi: It has a familiar smell.

Nemuri: I don't know what you're talking about. This is my sweatshirt.

Rumi: Yes, you may be right, but I will answer my questions later.

Back with Izuku and Tiger.

Tiger: Ok, since I'm considerate I'll let you make the first blow.

Izuku: As you wish, I'm bored, so I'll finish this quickly.

Tiger: Come with everything.

Raging Fire, from one second to the next Izuku was already in front of Tiger. He tensed the muscles of his arms and balanced to unleash a bestial blow, Iron Breaker in Tiger's stomach, and Izuku sent him flying, crashing into some trees and breaking them.

Aizawa: I warned him... well, take him to the infirmary.

Izuku nodded, took Tiger by the leg, and dragged him to the infirmary, where he left him on a stretcher.

He went back to where he was at the beginning, sitting on the grass doing nothing... or that was the plan.

Nejire: Hellooo Midoriya~

Izuku: Hello... what do you need?

Nejire: You promised to answer some of my questions if I took care of Eri, and since you're not doing anything right now, I thought you could answer some.

Izuku: Tell me, what do you need to know?

Nejire: You said that you had bandages on your arms because you had scars...

Izuku: That's correct.

Nejire: How do you have scars if your quirk is regeneration?

Izuku: I can regenerate, but I'm not indestructible, big wounds will leave a mark.

Nejire: It's alright. How did you become so strong in such a short time?

Izuku: I don't know. I was born like that.

Nejire: Okay… what if an object remains in your system when you regenerate?

Izuku: My body guides it to my mouth, and I spit it out.

Nejire: Interesting... if you injure your eye, do you go blind, or does your sight even regenerate?

Izuku: It regenerates. My system reconnects all the damaged nerves and leaves it as if nothing had happened.

Nejire: Does that mean, if your arm is cut off, you can reattach it?

Izuku: Probably, as long as it's my arm, I could.

Nejire: Why do you eat a lot?

Izuku: My regeneration requires energy, so I have to feed myself so that it's in optimal condition.

Nejire: What is your favorite food?

Izuku: The pork sandwiches and the katsudon.

Nejire: Do you have any hobbies?

Izuku: I collect kisses.

Nejire: And how are you going with that?

Izuku thought about it for a few seconds: Mitsuki, Camie, Rumi, Nemuri, Ibara, Fuyumi, and Momo's didn't count because it was on the cheek.

Izuku: I'm on the right track.

Nejire: It's kind of a weird collection.

Izuku: It depends on which side you see it.

Nejire: What do you mean?

Izuku: It won't be that weird once you're in my collection.

Nejire: Are you trying to flirt with me?

Izuku: Take it how you want. I only answered your questions.

Nejire: Well, that's all my questions for now.

Izuku: What are you supposed to get out of so many questions?

Nejire: I don't know, I find you interesting, and I wanted to know more about you.

Izuku: Well, you already know enough about me.

Nejire: Not everything, do you have a girlfriend?

Izuku: No.

Nejire didn't say a word, why? Because she was occupying her lips to cover Izuku's, why? Simple curiosity, and another detail.

The kiss lasted about ten seconds until they separated.

Izuku: May I ask why?

Nejire: My teacher said that I should be more aggressive in getting what I want.

Izuku: That's quite the advice..... I didn't understand what you meant, though.

Nejire: I'm quite curious about you, and one of them was knowing what it felt like to kiss you, although I don't know how it should feel, it's the first time I've kissed someone.... and it's because of that curiosity that I have that I want to have you for me and to be able to discover more things.

Izuku: But I'm younger than you.

Nejire: Just for two years, it's not a big deal.

Izuku: But I am so short.

Nejire: You are 16 centimeters taller than me.

Izuku: Not in that sense, I say on the subject of experience and others.

Nejire: Don't worry, we will experiment together and solve any questions or doubts that I have about love.

Izuku: Wasn't it curiosity?

Nejire: Love, curiosity, desire, everything applies.

Izuku: Yeah, I don't know what to say, I hardly know you, and you only know how shallow I am, it could be very different from how you see me.

Nejire: Details, but that's the interesting thing. I will be able to learn many things from you.

Izuku: But I *interrupted*

Nejire: I'm sorry, but I have to go now, my break is over, see you later, Izuku~

Nejire gave him a quick kiss and sped away propelled by her waves, leaving a still confused green-haired boy behind.

He sighed heavily.

Izuku: What starts badly ends badly.

He took a notebook out of his pocket and wrote a couple of things.

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It was already nighttime, everyone went to their rooms.

Knock Knock knock.

Izuku: And now what?

He opened the door, and a wild Rumi entered without even asking for permission.

Izuku: Why did you come to my room?

Rumi: Give me one of your sweatshirts.

Izuku: For what?

Rumi: Just give it to me and hurry up.

He didn't want any more problems for today, with Nemuri and Nejire, it was enough for him.

He searched his luggage and handed over one of his sweatshirts.

Izuku: I don't know why you want it, but you already have it, you can go now.

Rumi took the sweatshirt and sniffed it, and sure enough, it had the same scent as the sweatshirt Nemuri wore in the morning.

Rumi: Why does Midnight have one of your sweatshirts?

Izuku: Because I lent it to her.

Rumi: Why?

Izuku: Why should I answer you?

Rumi: You belong to me, so tell me why she had one of your sweatshirts?

Izuku: In case you didn't know, I told you that I have a wife, so no, I don't belong to you.

Rumi: I don't care about that silly excuse. I made it quite clear to you that you are my property, mine!

Izuku: Look, I don't know why the hell you look at me, if you want something from me just ask for it and don't make such a big deal out of it.

Rumi: You are the man I have been looking for. You are strong and have a personality during fights that I love... I just want to be able to have you to myself.

Izuku: If you're looking for strength, you have Mirio, if you're looking for a sadistic personality, you have Bakugou. I'm not unique.

Rumi: For me, you are. My instincts tell me that I should stay away from you, and that fascinates me. You have something that activates my animal senses, something that I had not found in anyone until now.

Izuku: Well, it's a shame. Even if you wish, I can't belong to you, so find someone else who meets those characteristics and leave me alone.

Rumi: You just don't understand, do you?

She pushed herself intending to kick Izuku. He was already bored. He didn't need any more problems with women. He stopped her with one hand and grabbed her by the neck, lifting her off the ground, cutting off her air.

Izuku: No, you don't understand. If you get close to me, you'll end up being my toy. No matter what you try, I'm not going to be your property. You're going to be mine.

He released her. She desperately searched for air, apparently, Izuku went too far with the applied force.

Rumi: You are an idiot.

Izuku: Just understand what I said and go.

Rumi: I will, but if you make it up to me, you almost suffocate me.

Izuku: What do you want?

Rumi: Just kiss me, it doesn't matter if you're rough with me. I don't care.

Izuku sighed heavily. He approached her and took her by the chin. He bent down and kissed her, quite softly, which increased a little in intensity at Izuku's decision. He took her by the waist and took her to his bed, where he subdued her, not so roughly, while caressing her ears.

Rumi: Ahh~ that part is sensitive~ ah ah~

Izuku ignored her, went down to her neck, and took a bite, leaving a mark that wouldn't be easy to erase.

Izuku forced her to look into his eyes.

Izuku: I warned you, if you keep getting close to me, you'll be my toy.... you didn't listen, and now you must suffer the consequences of your actions. I don't belong to you, you belong to me, understood?

Rumi: Hai~ understood~

Izuku took Rumi's lips again, savoring every corner of her mouth, a slight flavor of carrots and vegetables. It was rare but quite pleasant. The kiss continued for a couple more minutes until it culminated in a bite on Rumi's lip. Rumi released a drop of blood that the green-haired man consumed instantly.

Izuku: *tasting* Mmm it's sweet somehow... you taste pretty good.

Rumi: My lip hurts.

Izuku: Sorry, I couldn't stand it.

Izuku let Rumi go.

Izuku: It's late, you should go to your room.

Rumi: Yes... can I keep your sweatshirt?

Izuku: As you wish.

Rumi put on the sweatshirt and left, but not before kissing Izuku one last time.

Izuku: Nothing is easy in this life, right?

He gave a heavy sigh, lay down on his bed, and looked at the ceiling for a moment until he fell asleep.