tw: manipulation, slight sexual content
"I don't understand."
"Not much you needa know, Livy. It's just what men do."
Liville's face was beat red, and she felt overly flustered. "You mean, he-" Liville crossed her arms. "So he-" She felt so uncomfortable coming to terms with this. "It made him...aroused?"
Lucy Gray let out another loud laugh. "Baby, it made him cum. You couldn't tell-?"
"Lucy Gray," Liville hushed with a short gasp. "That's-That's not okay to say. That's not how we speak in this house."
"Hey, don't get mad at me. You're the one giving men special massages."
Liville became more flustered than ever. She lowered her voice, "I-I wasn't-" She shook her head. "No, I was barely touching him. I mean-" She ran a hand through her hair. "I was kissing him a bit, but-" She shook her head. "You're wrong. I don't think that's what happened. I wasn't doing anything like that to him."
Lucy Gray placed her hands on her shoulders, amusement still in her eyes. "Liville, it's okay. It happened, it's no big deal."
"I didn't mean to do that to him," she whispered.
"It ain't a bad thing," Lucy Gray said. "Hell, nothin' to get upset about."
"But I didn't mean to do that."
"Listen," Lucy Gray said. "You've said you and Coryo haven't...done much. He probably just got a lil too worked up. Nothin' to fret over. He tries to act all tough all the time, but he's the same as any other virgin boy-"
"Lucy," she hushed again. Liville nervously glanced at the bathroom door. "I just-I didn't know that could happen. I didn't realize a man could...do that. Not without, well, more involvement."
Liville didn't even know it was possible for a man to finish with so little physical interaction.
Then again, she'd heard some men had sexual dreams that caused the same reaction in their sleep, and that never required physical touch at all.
"I've seen it a few times," Lucy Gray told her, trying to make her feel better. "Even if you don't touch em there." Another laugh. "But like I said, it's those virgin boys."
None of this was calming Liville down.
"It means he likes you," Lucy Gray teased. "Means he likes you a lot. Trust me. That could only happen if he was one hundred percent head over fucking heels for ya."
It still didn't ease her. "If that happened, perhaps it's best if you...headed home tonight," she said to Lucy Gray. "I mean, you did...laugh at him. He was probably real embarrassed."
"I can go home," Lucy Gray told her. Another light laugh. "But you needa tell him that he better return the favor-"
"Lucy Gray," she hushed again.
"I'll see you tonight," Lucy Gray said, placing a kiss on her cheek before heading out the door.
When she left, Liville paced the hallway.
She waited and waited for Coriolanus. He was taking an awfully long shower. She knew he was stalling. He didn't want to come out. He must be so embarrassed, she just knew it.
When the water shut off, she stayed by the bathroom door. When it opened, she quickly said, "Coryo, are you alr-"
He brushed past her, heading to his bedroom and locking the door behind him.
