"Hehe, Master! Master!" Little White hung on to Blake's neck as he walked down the hall to one of the spare bedrooms.
"Blake?" Lillia called out to him. He turned and looked at her and smiled.
"Lillia, what do you think?" Blake carried Little White over with him as he explained things to Lillia. He was still unsure what to do. He felt reluctant to do anything to Little White.
"I think if you are just assisting her without taking anything too far, then it should be fine. I did not know you had such a fetish, though. I mean, you have so many dragon girls and fox girls running around the place." Lillia teased as she rubbed Blake's head. "If you want, I can stand at the side. If it looks like just assisting won't help, which it should, or we can just try to seal off that emotion altogether. But I think she doesn't understand what is even happening herself since no one has explained it to her."
