Cassian's POV
My body suddenly feels refreshed like I've taken a fresh set of herbs from Alaric, but this isn't about taking herbs. It's far more nourishing, and as though my skin has changed.
My lips are still wrapped around her nipples.
My head feels light.
She doesn't produce milk. Only new mums do that, but the sensation covers up for milk and herbs I would have used to make myself feel better.
It's a two–sided sensation. But I don't know if it's a two–sided effect.
She's smiling, pulling my head close, her scent of pineapples a perfect mix to the moment.
"You love it, don't you?"
I nod, and I squeeze the other boob, just a light squeeze to remind it that I'm going to get back to it so it doesn't get angry that I'm being partial.
"Cassian?"
I take my lips off her, breathing heavily like I'm just escaping from hunger. "Yes…"
"It's time."
"Time for?"
"Your trousers. Don't act like you don't know what I mean."
