[He thinks that's a little dramatic, but Aether can really do whatever he wants with their mattress. It's not his. Ajax only shoots a smile back, leaning in to give her a small chaste kiss to her lips, before standing back up and grabbing a new fitted sheet for the bed.]
...We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. For now, we can make it look as innocent as possible. Come, help me put this on the bed.
[Putting them on is always a pain, and he fumbles with it looking for what side goes where until he's found what he thinks is right.]
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[He thinks that's a little dramatic, but Aether can really do whatever he wants with their mattress. It's not his. Ajax only shoots a smile back, leaning in to give her a small chaste kiss to her lips, before standing back up and grabbing a new fitted sheet for the bed.]
...We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. For now, we can make it look as innocent as possible. Come, help me put this on the bed.
[Putting them on is always a pain, and he fumbles with it looking for what side goes where until he's found what he thinks is right.]