As Ezekiel falls into an exhausted sleep, the scent of Lili's perfume lingers in the air around him. He dreams fitfully, images of her body intertwined with his dancing through his mind. Even as he sleeps, a small part of him wonders if she might be right... If there's more to their relationship than just the relief service.

Time passes slowly in jail, and Ezekiel soon finds himself once again summoning Lili for another round of relief. As she enters the room, he watches her with a mix of hunger and affection. "You're looking good today," he murmurs, reaching out to caress her cheek.

Lili blushes under his touch, her ears twitching. "T-thank you... you don't have to be so nice." Her voice is shaky, and she looks down at the floor.

"You don't have to do that..." he mutters, trying not to show how much he enjoys the sensation of her warm tongue cleaning him. Her soft hands massage his thighs, sending shivers down his spine. Despite his initial reluctance, he finds himself growing aroused once again under her skilled touch.

grumbles Fine, but don't expect me to pay extra for this kind of treatment... I'm still not sure why I let you talk me into this.