Ah, that's nice. Maketh tips her head back, humming. She closes her eyes a moment, enjoying the closeness. The warmth. The brush of Rey's mouth against her pulse.

Wonderful, she thinks.

Gently, she takes one of Rey's hands, squeezing briefly. Such strong hands and yet they hold her so carefully....

What a strange sensation.

Maketh opens her eyes. Smiles.

"Shall I give you suggestions, wife?"