[This certainly is service, isn't it? He's more sensitive than usual in the afterglow, fighting not to shiver as Amber licks up every last drop, or... all of it that landed in the vicinity of her mouth, anyway. Hoo boy. He'd been lost so thoroughly in the sauce that he didn't even realize he'd managed to spill in her hair as well, but she's taking this all in stride, so he'll match her pace, smile tipping mirthful.]

Here. Allow me.

[He starts with her eyes first, gently sweeping away any lingering tears with the handkerchief before drying her lips, then attending to the string of cum beaded in her hair. He's meticulous in wiping clean those silky brown strands before folding his handkerchief up and setting it aside... but he's not quite done, leaning down to press a kiss to her lips. Does he mind the lingering taste of sex on her lips? Not one bit. That's the mark of a Real Man™.]

Well then, it's about time you laid back and took a break.

[So he says, but he'll be the one to help Amber onto her back, so fond of how she feels in his arms that he scoops her up just to press her back onto the mattress a moment later, anchored above her on hands and knees. Diluc hasn't realized it, but he's smiling just a little.]

You really are stunning from head to toe. What foolish boy would treat you as anything but a queen?

[Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with those manchildren in the knights who somehow managed to get their hands on Amber? Bitch boys, the lot of them.

Settling against her, she'll quickly learn that Diluc is driven by sentiment first and carnal urges second, urging her into a kiss with none of the minute hesitation of before. So this is what his dick tastes like................ Kinda unsavory, but easily ignored in favor of swirling his tongue around Amber's while his hands smooth along her narrow waist en route to her chest. Diluc is going to take his time and savor every last inch of her body.]