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Date Night Part Two

As Rachel placed the earplugs in, she noticed my smile and giggled, "I see that smile on your face. You don't have to be ashamed of it... you're beautiful," she said, and a blush crept onto her face. Completing the task, she stood up and returned to her chair, asking, "How does it feel? Are they okay?" I nodded, feeling a newfound tranquility as the ambient noise dulled. The loud voices and the scraping of utensils on plates faded away, leaving Rachel's voice clear and comforting. "It's perfect, thank you," I replied. Our food arrived, and we continued to chat about everything and nothing. When dessert was brought up, Rachel had a brilliant idea. She requested one dessert menu and proposed, "How about I read every dessert on this menu, and you just say yes or no?" I looked at her in awe, appreciating her effort to make me feel comfortable. "Yeah, sure, I'd like that," I said, and Rachel began the delightful dessert interrogation. "Lava cake?" I shook my head. "Okay, what about lemon cheesecake?" Another no. "Fruit mix?" Nope. "Panna cotta?" My eyes lit up at the mention of the dessert, and I smiled. "Guess we're having panna cotta for dessert then," Rachel grinned, handing the menu back to the waiter.

After dessert, I insisted on paying for dinner. Rachel then nervously stammered, "So, um, wanna come to my place? I mean... I just wanted to be friendly." It was the cutest thing I'd ever seen. "Yeah, sure, if you're okay with it," I agreed, and so we went. As we settled down in Rachel's apartment, I looked around in awe. The place was adorned with beautiful decorations, pictures of her and her dog, cute paintings, and more. Lenny, her dog, approached me, instantly bringing a sense of calm. Animals had a relaxing effect on me, and as I sat down on the couch, Lenny nestled into my lap. "Omg, I'm so sorry about that!" Rachel exclaimed, wanting to get Lenny off, but I stopped her, "It's fine. They have a calming effect on me, so it's not a problem," I assured her. Rachel sat next to me, gazing at me, "You're pretty," she complimented, and I blushed, "You're not so bad either," I replied, looking at Lenny. "Can I... kiss you?" Rachel blurted out, scooting a bit closer. "I, um, I think so," I replied nervously. Human touch could be overwhelming, but when I felt her soft lips, it was like I was in heaven. When she pulled back, she asked if it was okay, and I nodded. "Kiss me again," I said shyly, surprising even myself. Rachel looked surprised, but she leaned in, and so did I. She didn't use any hands, and I was grateful for that. When the need for air became apparent, I smiled, "Thank you for not using your hands," I said, and Rachel giggled. "I figured human touch can be very sensory overload. So, I thought that maybe first my lips, and when you adjust, I can place a hand. But I mean, I mean if you're okay with it," Rachel rambled, and I couldn't help but giggle. "You're cute when you ramble, but yes, it can be a lot, but... I would like... a hand, maybe," I admitted, feeling my cheeks heat up. I looked down until I felt a hand over my knees. "Is this okay?" Rachel asked. I hummed and looked into her eyes, "You can move your hands... upwards if you want," I said shyly, and it was her turn to become a darker shade of red. As she moved her hand to my thigh, I felt a strange feeling in my stomach, and the desire to kiss her was stronger than ever. "Can I kiss you again, Rachel?" I asked, and she nodded, "Yes, please."