Indifferent Pleasure.

But out of his league didn’t mean he wasn’t going to jump at the chance. He had been curious to sleep with the general for a while now, and if Nova left his room more than once a fortnight, it would have happened already. 

"Old? How old are you?" Azariel knew the general was a lot older than him, but the way he put it, it made him sound as old as the king. "Zephyr isn’t possessive of me, he just enjoys tormenting me,"

"Well fine, if you put it that way," he could feel that arguing with the queen could turn out to be bothersome. Might as well, instead of spending the day looking for someone else. "If you're that curious, I suspect that I hit well over four-thousand a while ago... So pretty close to your beloved, maybe?"

Nova paused to think about the fact he'd actually lived that long doing absolutely nothing with his life. As long as he was sleeping or reading, he was satisfied though. He shook the thought out.

"Oh, has it been two weeks already?" Azariel had to cringe at the thought, he couldn’t even last five days without sex. "You should take better care of yourself, you know. That can’t be healthy."

"If something's unhealthy, it's how motivated people like you are to eat so often..." his eyes swayed lazily to it's corner, glancing briefly at the queen then back.