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I hesitated for a moment, staring at my reflection and then, with a deep breath, I turned on the faucet.
The water cold against my skin felt like a splash of reality. As I reached for the soap, my hands trembled involuntarily. The words P'Yin had uttered, "I love you," echoed in my mind.
My face reddened, remembering our sex last night. The echo of P'Yin's declarations played like a broken record in my mind.
I attempted to divert my attention, focusing on cleansing myself. Placing my palm against the cool surface of the bathroom wall, I used my other hand to clean P'Yin's cum inside me for avoiding me to have stomach ache. However, the effort proved to be more challenging than I anticipated.
I slowly inserted my fingers, only to find the process more difficult than expected. Despite my best efforts, the cum lingered. A soft moan involuntarily escaped my lips and I hastily covered my mouth with my palm, a blush of embarrassment staining my cheeks.
"Are you crazy, War?!" I scolded myself.
The struggle continued but a gentle knock on the door shattered the silent reverie. P'Yin's concerned voice seeped through. "War, are you alright in there?"
Startled by the interruption, I hastily composed myself. "Uh, yeah, I'm-I'm fine," I stammered. "Just needed a moment."
"If you need anything, I'm here," P'Yin reassured.
I took a deep breath, trying to refocus but the persistent struggle persisted. Minutes stretched into moments and another knock on the door revealed P'Yin's growing worry. He must have sensed that something was wrong as I spent a lot of time in the bathroom.
With a hesitant sigh, I decided to open the door. Clad in a towel, I faced P'Yin with a face reddened not only by the physical exertion but also by the embarrassment of the situation.
"What's wrong?" P'Yin asked.
Silence.
P'Yin's concern deepened and he instinctively cupped my face. My face felt like it was on the verge of combustion as I struggled to articulate the awkward situation.
I hesitated, glancing away but the sincerity in P'Yin's eyes prompted me to open up. "It...it doesn't want to come out," I admitted, the words escaping in a shy whisper.
"I...I don't know what to do," I confessed.
P'Yin smiled. "Then, let me help you, okay?" He responded.
My eyes widened with his words. "Phi-P'Yin wants to help? H-how?" I asked.
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"Ah, P'Yin..." I sighed softly as P'Yin's fingers delved deeper, ensuring that every trace of his cum came out from me.
His fingers, longer than mine, coaxed the last remnants of sensation inside me that he left and I couldn't help but feel the involuntary response.
My palms pressed against the wall, providing support as I bit down on my lip, determined to stifle any awkward sounds that threatened to escape. P'Yin's touch made it challenging to maintain composure despite my best efforts. It...it was so embarrassing!!!
"Does it hurt?" P'Yin whispered.
I shook my head in response. The truth was that it didn't hurt, in fact, it felt undeniably good. Yet, admitting this aloud felt like exposing a vulnerability I wasn't ready to confront.
"Ahhhh-mmm..." I moaned when more cum came out and P'Yin's lips found the curve of my ear, placing a soft kiss on it.
"I love you, War," P'Yin said it again, the words a refrain that had become both a comfort and a challenge. My heart quickened.
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