“Hm...” I squirmed just a bit. “It’s scary... but...” I liked it. That was terrifying, but as I'm coming down, it feels good. “I want to keep going.” I pouted slightly. 

“You don’t want to stop...?” he tilted his head. “We won’t stop,” he sung. “I need to make sure you’re ok though.”  

“I’m ok.” I nodded. “It felt- good once I calmed down.” I flushed. “Why did I feel like I was gonna die!?” I snapped gently. 

“Hm~!” he laughed softly. “You’re a poet, figure it out~!”  

“Hmph.” I tilted my head.  

“Come here,” he held my waist, pulling me closer to him; I squeaked loudly. “If you want to stop, you have to tell me.” he stated. “Do you want to continue?” 

“Yes.” I nodded. “I want to keep going.” 

“Alright.” he hummed. “Let’s continue to explore~!” his hand slipped to the bulge on my stomach. “Did this feel good~?” 

“Mph-” I covered my mouth. “Feels weird...”  

“How so~?” he scoffed, continuing to circle it. “C’mon, talk to me~!” 

“Weird-” I squirmed. “Kindda like you’ve stabbed me and keep moving it around. But not painful.” he stared at me for a moment. “Right?” 

“Uh-” he stammered. “I mean- n-no?”  

“Huh...” I shrugged. 

“You- you are so weird-” he shook his head. “I- can-” he broke into soft laughter. “You’re so fuckin’ awkward~!” 

“Did I ruin the mood?” I laughed slightly.  

“Ah, you’re so cute.” he cooed softly. “C’mon,” he grabbed my hands, pulling me to sit up as soon as he pulled from me. “You’re so innocent~!” 

“Hah-” I swallowed hard; staring at him. “Can-” I cut myself off, dropping my gaze. 

“Can you what?” he tilted my jaw up; I held silent. “You’re so tiny, I barely fit.” he frowned. “As soon as I got far, you passed out. I want to fuck you properly~!” he whined. 

“Mph...” I turned away. 

“You bashful~?” he teased. “Why~?” he planted soft kisses over my face. 

“Can-” I shook with my words. “Can we go to your room?” 

“Sure.” he nodded, wrapping his hands under my hips and pulling me to rest on his; I let a soft gasp out, cut off as he kissed me.