[Her touch feels electric on his already tingling skin, flush and warm. He groans as his head rolls back, and as his body leans into her touch, hungry for more. His ass being no exception as he hikes his legs up to wrap around her torso, clinging to her needily.

At least for this first time, Nero doesn't feel like the one who's lost. So there's a bit of cheek as he utters, between pleasured gasps,]

How is it-- fucking your husband?

'Cause... hah, from down here it-- ah... it's perfect...