One night, while you were waiting for Nala to come to bed, you groaned. The bed was too hard and your neck was in pain. "What's wrong, my love?" Nala asked. "My neck hurts like hell...the bed is too hard." Nala sighed, before an idea popped into her head. She patted the space between her breast, the wool on her chest making it pillow like. "Sleep on me, baby~"