Lucius awoke to a strange sensation. Unlike usual his wife was not in his arms. Not only that, his body felt hot and tense as though his night of passion had not ended.
The gentle sounds of licking and slurping came from further down in the bed. They were accompanied by very pleasant sensations somewhat unfamiliar to him. He saw the beautiful and familiar red hair of his wife bouncing up and down just below his stomach.
One of her hands was on him while the other held some of her hair back, exposing one side of her face and her ear. When she noticed that he was finally awake, she slightly changed her position so that she could look him in the eyes.
Her gaze was one full of mirth while Lucius's own was contorted from the joy she was giving him. She seemed to relish in the fact that his own body was moving against his will, the way he would often make her feel.