[That had his face growing hotter, luminous eyes widening out of embarrassment. Positions weren't exactly something that had even crossed his mind. Now forced with a choice he's starting to feel his stomach knot. Both felt good but how was he supposed to choose exactly?
So he blurts out what he feels is the easiest thing to say:]
Whichever is easiest for you. Both are fine to me.
[There is a barely audible sigh out of him as he stops fiddling with the zipper of his pants, forcing himself to look at her properly. He really needs to stop being a coward one of these days.]
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So he blurts out what he feels is the easiest thing to say:]
Whichever is easiest for you. Both are fine to me.
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It shouldn't be about what's easiest for me, it should be about what's the most comfortable for you.
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Then on my back, if I am to choose.
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[ It might be one little thing, but it's good that he was able to say what he wanted. ]
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