Noire poked his head inside, seeing that Jade was just waking up from her nap before he walked right in. Personal space meant nothing to him as he climbed onto her bed, joining her as he laid down on his side facing her.

"Wakey wakey~."

". . . . ."

Beads of sweat trickled down his cheeks. His left hand rubbed against his neck as a nervous chuckle slipped out from his lips. A loss for words as Noire tried to avoid the question.

". . . A-Ah. Well, that's. . . . Actually hard to explain--!"

Noire struggled to maintain his standing. He can feel her tongue ravaging his throat, causing him to gag and drool. A small pool of their saliva was forming below their feet as the result.

He attempted to push away but she's overpowering him; pulling him back in.

Blink. Blink.

Honestly, he didn't expect anyone to come out of the mansion, so apologies for his surprised expression. A light huff slipped from his lips as he approached the woman.

"O-Oh, hello. I'm guessing that you're the one who asked for me?"

—Using your hands too is overkill."

Said Noire.

". . . . Oh boy."

A light, defeated huff slipped from his lips. Realizing that he won't be able to convince her to slow down, his hands reach towards her, resting on her shoulder.

"Fine. But at least calm down with the choking. It's already hard enough to breathe with your tongue down my throat.—