"You know...down there."
"I am unaware of what you seem to be implying. I can touch myself anywhere and you need to be more precise Theia." This shameless male knows exactly what I mean he simply wishes to tease me as always.
"Do not make me say it out loud, you stupid male," I yell picking up the feather pillow from my side placing it over my face to shield myself from his searching orbs.
"Say it, let me hear you say it." He tries to rip the pillow away from me and I giggle loudly striving to keep it in place. A playful tug of war we have started. "Drahá." He grunts in warning at my antics.
"Phobos stop." I squeal tittering my heart pounding.