just one night couldn't be so wrong

He did not expect her to know, he suspected his people were not far reaching in this place. “I am of the Ademre, and my culture is different from yours. We consider sex to be a delightful excercise and need of the bodies. Love, such as what you speak of, is something else entirely.” He began to slowly explain it to her. With his words came his own remembrance. He could not fall faces, but he could recall the terrain of home.

As he spoke, he let his continue to burn a soft path across Death’s muzzle and face. “Are you saying you want more sex, my Empress, or to keep me for yourself?” he asked for clarification at her warning.