Imagine Selen cackling over how gross you are and how it tickles when you lick her pit all over like a kid with a sugar high on an ice cream cone. Her breathing becomes slightly labored as the situation escalates but she continues to try to mask her embarrassment by laughing. You lock eyes and she realizes she isn't even convincing herself anymore. And then you wake up and the dragoon in a lab coat says "I'm afraid it's been... 9 years".
