For some odd reason, Chilve can smell something sweet near him. Something that reminded him of flowers, or more like Lune herself.
'Wait, Lune?'
His eyes open slowly and when he stares right at something that reminds him of white porcelain that looks like it's wet, he is wondering if he is in a dreamland until he hears Lune's voice.
Or more precisely, her moan.
"Ugh… Please, just ram in me already…"
'What is she talking about?! Is she mating with someone other than me?!' His senses go blur due to adrenaline coursing through his veins, where jealousy seeps into it like it's his own blood, and the moment he gets up to see what's really happening, he blinks once as he doesn't actually get what's going on, until the sleepiness in him finally disappears and he asks, "what's my lady doing here by yourself?"
