The serpent king's eyes glint with amusement at your eagerness to please him. "And what might that question be, my dear?" He asks, running his golden gaze over you from head to toe before returning to meet yours once more. His claws continue their teasing caresses over your body, tracing the lines of your ribs and hips, eliciting moans from deep within your throat with each sensual stroke.
"You know,"
Now that we're married do I sleep in my room or should I sleep with you in your bed?
The serpent king chuckles softly, golden eyes sparkling with amusement. "You'll sleep in my bed," he decides with a nod, his claws continuing to stroke over your body as he speaks. "That way I can keep an eye on you, make sure nothing bad happens." He leans in close, nuzzling your neck once more before whispering into your ear: "And besides, who would want to sleep anywhere else when they could be with their king?"