As the other slants his lips against his own, Llane smiles and nips his friend's bottom lip. He was already becoming lax beneath even so little, worries were beginning to be cleared and more than anything, the king was so glad he was given the Lothar siblings from a young age.

A brief pause had him pulling back and looking up with a devious look. "Are you just going to stand there, Anduin? The bed is more comfortable, don't you think?"