Poppy... Looey muttered as he looked up at Poppy, his head resting between her thighs while she's sitting. A slight blush was visible on his cheeks, his tail wagging behind him—he's happy to be in this situation, even though he won't admit it but he couldn't help but feel that way, he was too attracted to her. Looey looked too submissive, something he never showed in public and that Poppy was the only one who saw that side of him. He really hoped it wasn't a dream, he liked that position too much and her thighs felt so soft, he didn't want to leave or let that moment end.