[ The red on the tips of his ears darkens in color as he draws his head back and looks down in Lupine, takes in the state that he had a very generous hand in putting his master in. It's an addictive sight he'd love to drink in, but Lupine's voice breaks easily through his flushed haze and he's as attentive as ever to his words. ]

[ In sitting up, he takes one of Lupine's hands, bringing it up to kiss the palm as he meets the other's gaze. ]

I'd like to take care of the master's needs, but it would depend on if the master would like to relax-

[ Biting down on his palm, a heated and playful and promising look in his eyes as he smiles in a way that's sharper than Aster would ever normally. ]

-or work out his morning energy.