[ he says that, and yet, his subconscious left that hickey on her quite visibly. no subtlety at all nor no so-called special attention provided, just a seemingly obvious way of marking her as if she's his for everyone to see. not that that's not like him, seeing that ajax has a jealous streak in him that he's unable to hold back.

but who would he need to show her off to in this teapot? it's not like tubby or even aether don't know what's going on between them. his men aren't here either. ]

Just a thought, but if you're leaving hickeys on me while asleep, you must be very pent-up.

[ frustrated, even. lumine leans against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and slotting her hips against his very snuggly. the fact that she's not wearing anything underneath the towel is going to become quite obvious soon. ]

I'm trying to make sure it doesn't happen again.