Since Alhai pulled away slightly, with his breathing heavily and his gaze flickering downward, trailing over Coco's body, Coco failed to give him an answer.
So, Alhai took that as a refusal.
"Wife.." The mediator murmured, the word filled with affection and desire.
His hands slid down her leg to grasp her thigh, his touch firm and certain about what he wanted, then he paused, a sly smile playing at his lips as he glanced back up at her.
"I promise that.." He continued, his voice dropping to a low, husky purr. "I won't soil the bed."
Coco's eyebrows furrowed. "What do you.."
"I mean, I'll make sure to drink it all up." Alhai hummed, getting on his knees and untying his robe, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. "I'll trace my tongue all over and make sure that I won't let a single spill on the bed."
Coco could only stare at him, not sure what he was saying at first, but her eyes trailed down and landed on the tent in his pants.
