Okay. [He doesn't sound like he believes her in the least.
They're sitting on her bed, and he's pretty sure he knows what's going to happen next, and the whole thing fills him with dread. What if he panics in the middle? He's probably going to get himself dumped before he's even begun. He hasn't even considered the possibility that their anatomy might be different, he's just worried about his own reactions.
He's just waiting for her to do something, and the anticipation is killing him. Should he start? Maybe it'd be better if he started. He'd feel more in control.
Okay.
Here goes.
He leans a little closer, as if to kiss her, then his fins flatten and he leans away again.]
Fuck... Wwill, I don't knoww if I can do this right noww.
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They're sitting on her bed, and he's pretty sure he knows what's going to happen next, and the whole thing fills him with dread. What if he panics in the middle? He's probably going to get himself dumped before he's even begun. He hasn't even considered the possibility that their anatomy might be different, he's just worried about his own reactions.
He's just waiting for her to do something, and the anticipation is killing him. Should he start? Maybe it'd be better if he started. He'd feel more in control.
Okay.
Here goes.
He leans a little closer, as if to kiss her, then his fins flatten and he leans away again.]
Fuck... Wwill, I don't knoww if I can do this right noww.