I remember that I mentioned these two being a couple earlier in a chapter of my first story that I'm still working on, 'A Hundred Before' so I decided to make a backstory on how they became this cute couple. Srsly, is anyone getting Guillermo del To...
The reading had taken awhile. Baxter knew this was wrong and weird but it was exciting to look through. Like a teenager looking up fanart of a shipped couple for the first time and loving it. He felt young, and hormonious again. It wasn't the feeling he was looking for, but he was really liking it. His own girlfriend brought out something he had suppressed back when he was a teenager. That feeling of desire.
"Well then, Niffty! Those stories were quite strange, but intimate. I think I really enjoyed them! I vonder how do you not lose your mind. To stop such urges, it's incredible! How do you deal with such feelings?" Baxter asked. A part of him didn't want to go into detail about lustful desires. Ideas of that tingly feeling all around.
"Ohhhh, are you asking about how I relieve and satisfy my urges? My dirty lewd thoughts and how I, a single lil cutie like me can do to stop that itch?" Niffty asked with a fun ramble while making poses that was meant to fluster Baxter.
"Ja..." Baxter said with an awkward smile.
"Well, it might be a little embarrassing. I don't know if it'll be good for your virgin ears and brain but...I rub myself and think about you to satisfy myself!" Niffty quickly confessed. It was just like the time she confessed how she liked him.
"You rub yourself? I don't really understand. Is this some new phrase of the internet or am I too old?" Baxter was still somewhat confused.
"So when I sometimes wrote it in my book, you didn't really get it?" Niffty was also confused. Did all her dirty secrets he read not click through?
"No, not really. But the term 'touching yourself or me' is likely something inappropriate." Baxter admitted. His mind was ignorant and innocent, but he's got a girlfriend now.
"Ok well, 'touching myself' and 'rubbing myself' all mean one thing." Niffty would conclude.
"And...what is it?" Baxter asked with an unsure feeling if he wanted to know.
Niffty leaned in toward him and whispered, "When I mean, rub and touch myself...it means I mas-tur-bate..."
Baxter sat criss cross stiff with his cheeks purple with blush. He now realized that the weird substance that he had dangling from his fingers wasn't something like skin slime or spit, it was Niffty's...sexual slime. She rubbed herself in his bathtub not too long ago. And he indirectly touched third base.
"Bax, you okay?" Niffty asked. He still sat on the carpet with her legs resting on his shoulders, still giving him a head massage. He was practically stuck between her legs...with her confessing something he probably already knew. "I...touched your love slime, Niffty." Baxter nervously admitted. "Hehe wha?" Niffty asked but at the same time tried to play it off. "When we took that shower awhile ago, I slipped on a substance that appeared after you got out of the shower. You played with yourself...in my own bathtub, Niffty. And yes, I'm correctly using that term 'played with'." Baxter was flustered beyond comprehensive control. He had to tell her dirty secret right here.
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