Cissa rolled her eyes and turned around, giving him a side grin before swinging a leg over his waist, grabbing his wrists, and pinning them above his head. "You are more than satisfying to me, my darling husband," she said, leaning down so that her hair curtained around them and their faces were close.
"But I do still care for him, therefore his wellbeing is of great concern to me. As is yours."