[Until he learned the proper name for the tingles, Kanji could only be apt. He helped guide her up and felt that gradual relief, the static wearing away as nerve endings breathed that sigh of relief.
With the question, he craned his head to peek at the alarm clock.]
Ah... gettin' close to an hour. But that second one came pretty soon after the first, I think.
[He turned pink. He remembered a passage involving sex in the late-term possibly encouraging labor.]
Y'think what we did this morning, uh... m-may have...?
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Date: 2020-07-17 07:00 pm (UTC)From:With the question, he craned his head to peek at the alarm clock.]
Ah... gettin' close to an hour. But that second one came pretty soon after the first, I think.
[He turned pink. He remembered a passage involving sex in the late-term possibly encouraging labor.]
Y'think what we did this morning, uh... m-may have...?