“Would you come eat me out?”
“Okay, but you know you really don’t need to ask at this point. You can just tell me, you know I’ll come on over, I always do!”
He slinked over to her and gave her all the time she needed. It was fantastic, and it always was. “Oh God, Baby, wow. That was great, but does it really bother you that I ask?”
He sat quietly for a bit, “..yeah, I guess so. I just get worried that if you’re always asking it will mean I need to… I just get worried about being rejected one day. We haven’t even gotten to some of the kinkier stuff yet, ya know?”
That took her aback, “The kinkier stuff?” Then she grinned, “You want more of this then, don’t you?” and rubbed her body up and down.
“I do.” And then, “I know you want more than what we do now, too, and I’m worried if you’re always asking you’ll be too nervous. You just can’t accept, it feels like to me, that I will always be up to eating your sweet little vagina. I am, I always am.”