enjoy it

"Why'd you do it?" you ask her.
"Why?" she asks. looking puzzled. "For you, master. The woman who clearly made my master's heart ache and rob him like that had to be punished!" She seems adamant on the idea.

You reach for her, and you see a touch of apprehension in her eyes, but she doesn't recoil. You stroke her sweet spot, the tuft of white on her head, and she melts a bit into you. "Thank you," you say softly.
Noir is all smiles, if not a bit sedated by your petting.
"I might be mad if she didn't deserve it. But you weren't seen, and she WAS kind of a cunt," you laugh.
"Cunt," Noir adds in chuckling agreement. "Guess you are what you eat."
You really laugh at that one. Noir's heart was in the right place with it all, and she couldn't have found a more deserving person.
"So you're not mad at me?"
"Not at all, baby," you say, kissing her gently. She smiles brightly and kisses you back, making some use of her nimble tongue in the process.