Love mends even the broken parts
Scratching the back of his head, Loren looked aside and down, staring at the ground. However, he could only do so for a few moments before his gaze was drawn inexorably back to Frey. "Yeah, I get that."
Cheeks flushing from equal parts embarrassment and pleasure he let out a little groan. He didn't answer their question, not yet. "That's because, in my experience, confidence is sexy and lack of self-confidence decidedly is...not." He took a deep breath. "But if I'm being honest, yes I'm bad at this and need help." His blush deepened, and this time it was entirely from shame.
Licking his lips as they crossed their arms, he nodded. "I want a partner, but that requires willing consent." He tried to meet their eyes. "So I'll take mind-meltingly good orgasms if that's still on the table."
Cheeks flushing from equal parts embarrassment and pleasure he let out a little groan. He didn't answer their question, not yet. "That's because, in my experience, confidence is sexy and lack of self-confidence decidedly is...not." He took a deep breath. "But if I'm being honest, yes I'm bad at this and need help." His blush deepened, and this time it was entirely from shame.
Licking his lips as they crossed their arms, he nodded. "I want a partner, but that requires willing consent." He tried to meet their eyes. "So I'll take mind-meltingly good orgasms if that's still on the table."
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