A high-pitched yelp accompanied the sharp pain that resulted from Axe striking Nit's rump so suddenly. They were going to aggressively scold their lover for her actions, but ceased as she felt up against them, not wanting to ruin the moment. Even with The Chauffeur's obnoxious chortling from the situation, they merely snorted Axe's way to express their discontent. An arm bent itself around her hip, lightly pulling her closer to Nit as the two young lords approached the complex.<br/><br/>The creature stayed close to the girl as they both approached their source of comfort for the night. As Axe spoke, Nit stared intently at the bed and took in the sweet aroma of the room. Something about the smell seemed special to them, arousing even, except they could not put their finger on what that something was. If they were to ever figure it out however, they were bound to be surprised, perhaps a little disgusted based on their hygienic morals. It was not like they were any better, though.<br/><br/>"...<span style="font-family: courier;">Eh?</span>" As quickly as their trance had come Nit had snapped out of it. Grasping their arms coyly, they faced their lover about the same way.<span style="font-family: courier;">"Hmm... What kind of... a question is... that? Of course I'd sleep... with you. Not really... sure what Jo-Jo is... though, but it... seems nice."</span><br/><br/>From five feet afar, they watched as their human laid down on her bed quite practically in the 'sort-of nude', cringing slightly as they heard her groan. Traversing the flood of clothing dispersed all around the room's floor, the light oozing from behind them shining dully on their back, the eldritch craned their rump on the bed right behind Axe, the mattress moaning under their massive weight. Metal claspers gripped at the sheets as Nit attempted to kick off their hoof-shaped sneakers, leaving them with their pink socks. The mattress let out an even louder groan as the clock laid parallel to their lover, spooning her from behind and nuzzling her neck. Their grip was pretty tight, enough to possibly squeeze the wind out of the poor girl. After giving her a slow, sensual lick on the back of her temple, the slimy streak of saliva glistening like impure diamonds, they finally let her breathe and attend to whatever duties she had planned for the night.