Hilda's grin widens at your acquiescence. "Well then," she says, sitting up and swinging her legs over the side of the bed. "Come here, big guy." She pats the spot next to her invitingly, a teasing glint in her eye. Once you're situated beside her, she wraps an arm around your waist, leaning against your shoulder with a satisfied sigh.
"Now," she murmurs into your ear, nibbling gently on the lobe, "