Mira felt her heart race. Ming Tao's face pressed into her neck was ticklish and she fought the urge to react to it. She did not want to do something to make him stop then become further distant.
[ With how horny he is, I doubt that would be possible, host! ] System chimed.
Mira swallowed. Ming Tao was. . . horny? System gave her no notification of that and she had barely done anything.
Mira tilted her neck further to the side to allow his head sink into her skin. Soon, his nose was not the other thing she felt on her neck anymore, she felt a wet trail followed by a bite.
Mira whimpered. Like a switch snapped in his head, Ming Tao immediately let go then shifted his head back. His cheeks burned. "Sorry." He stated, blinking at his action.
Doing that felt normal. His primal instinct kicked in and he wanted to indulge in it.
Mira had a shy blush, she bit her lower lip then continued serving the cooked meat into the plate. "It is okay, my husband. I do not mind it."
