The Mizutsune brushed its body along the side of the Lagiacrus while moving forward. Once she was in front of him, she lowered her body closer to the ground and looked back at him. There was a war going on in his head. Instincts, emotions and everything else were telling him what to do. While brain, mind, conscience and common sense were fighting for "What the #$%* are you doing?!", instincts were fighting for something else.
Every animal wants to survive and carry on the lifeline of the species. But, think, if it would come to eggs, would they hatch tiny Lagiacrus'? Or tiny Mizutsunes? Or Lagitsunes? Or even Mizuacrus'?
Survival of the own species, instincts won the war. You don't want to overthink things anyway.
So he made his way forward, climbed on the back of the soapy fox and went a little more forward. She answered with a low growl that sounded like she was enjoying herself and wrapped her tail around him. No backing off now. But he still had enough room to move his lower body. Starting a constant back-and-forth motion, even he had to exhale air heavily. He didn't know what to think of all of this. So he decided to think of only one thing right now: finish this little… exercise. The Mizutsune on the other hand… she only had positive thoughts. Why think negatively when you're feeling great anyway.
This continued for so long, that even a hunter, thinking his quest's main objective was making all this noise, peeked out of the bushes. After seeing the real source of the noise he wrote a mental note:"At base camp, throw flashbomb in front of self. Maybe two." He'd probably just activate and hold them in front of his eyes. And he'd have to come up with an excuse why he abandoned the quest.
The monsters' body heat was increasing. The back-and-forth motion was picking up speed. The Mizutsune couldn't feel better. And suddenly the Lagiacrus started to feel something really warm. The fox growled again. He got as close to it as he could, practically hugging it from behind. The motion stopped. Both monsters were breathing heavily. She released her tail-grip. Lagiacrus went to stand on his own feet again. She smiled at him and rubbed her head against his. He was… happy. He didn't know much about emotions but that didn't stop him from feeling better than ever. And he'd feel awkward just standing there, so he returned the cuddle. This was enough for him to forget the proud feeling of being king of the seas. Right now, he just was the king of something else. The new announced king of soapy bubbles laid down to rest for a while. The maker of the bubbles did also, using the king's neck as a pillow. It wasn't the best pillow, but his high body temperature, that still didn't return to normal, made her feel comfortable enough. They'd rest there until they would feel like standing up again or until those bubbles finally evaporated. Some of them were at questionable places. Whichever happens first.
But for now, it was time to rest.