Kiss. Wriggle.

Maybe now is the time to get back to that thing they were distracted from.

Perhaps it is. Would he like to make a more detailed proposal to that effect?

He pulls her close and kisses her deeply and finds pleasing ways to touch her and murmurs, "Want?"

"Yes," she hisses through teeth gritted with pleasure.

As previously established, he really likes giving her things she wants.

And she really likes being reduced to incoherent whines of pleasure! What a mutually beneficial arrangement.

There is so much mutual benefit going on here!

Mutual benefit followed by cuddles.

So. Much. Cuddles.

Mm. Cozy.

Mmm.

She thinks back to this morning. "I guess it's not true what they say."

"Mm?"

"About virgins bleeding the first time."

"Some, not all."

"I'm not going to ask how you know that. Only partly because I think I can guess." Cuddle.

Cuddle. Kiss.

Kiss. "Actually, how do you know? Does the question of whether one is a virgin or not actually come up much?"

"It's usually advertised when they sell them. I don't tend to care much about it one way or the other. If I want a girl to bleed without my having to put any effort in I can always wait a few weeks."

...She snorts. "Seriously? That gets you off?"

He laughs. "Yeah."

"Huh. Well, for what it's worth, I'm probably due in the next few days."

He makes a pleased noise and kisses her.

"—I could make it stop, if you wanted," he admits, somewhat reluctantly, when he eventually breaks away.

"Ooh. Quite possibly. Maybe later, though, if you really like it that much, I don't get horrible cramps or anything."

He laughs. "I really do like it that much."

"Weirdo," she says affectionately.