She was interrupted by the high-pitched ringing of servant bell. Label under the bell told the call came from the garden, with half dozen identical bells with different labels under them around it. A system that master had ordered to be constructed, so that Lucina wouldn’t have to watch over him all the time. While master was sickly and disliked yelling, he could now call Lucina to his aid with just a ring of a bell, no matter the room either of them were.
Unlike Meilin, I have not gotten out too much myself and would even go as far as to say I am weak, so I have no way of lifting two meters of muscle from top of me. Being trapped under a monstergirl really gives you some time to get acquainted with her body. Despite her muscular build, Meilin does feel very soft on top of me. Her fur, which I had though to be coarse from constant training is actually very smooth and warm. Of course, she had not showered after training, so her sweat is dripping on me, making me sticky. While I do not dare to cop a feel, Meilin’s ample breasts had conveniently fell on my face, letting me get extremely familiar with them. This is not necessarily a good thing, since it makes it hard to breathe for me. The strong smell of her sweat does not certainly help either, even if it is more womanly than bad.