Naeku moaned softly in Erik's neck, a wide smile on her full lips. "I want to hear everything that happened while I was in seclusion," she muttered softly. "I can sense a little turmoil inside you…"
With his arms wrapped around her and his face buried in her hair, Erik sighed softly. He suspected Naeku would be the strongest opposing voice to the idea of forcefully brainwashing this Meilin. Still, he actually looked forward to talking with her, so he nodded with a warm smile, "Of course."
"Good," she nodded, and then giggled as she lifted her head to whisper seductively in his ear. "And when we're done, I'll show you this princess still remembers how to serve her Sir~"
A hungry growl escaped Erik's throat, but his wife giggled again and quickly escaped his grip. "Only after!"
