“I don’t know,” I said finally and looked up at him. “When I stopped to think about it, there’s not really anything to fear. The topics are a little embarrassing, but we’re just talking. I know your questions aren’t meant to push me in any way. That you’re only curious about our biology. Yet, I’m still struggling to be open about information that’s common knowledge to us.”
“You are no different from many of the other females,” Groth said. “They do not like answering our questions either. Mom will if Dad is done. Angel will always answer questions, but Shax gets impatient to touch her and sends us away too soon. The rest turn pretty shades of pink like you. Mya scolds us.”
Well, that just made me feel bad for them and helped kill some of my fear.
“Okay. You win. What do you want to talk about?” And to prove I was willing, I uncrossed my arms and reached for my spoon.
It was the weirdest, most awkward meal in the history of meals. And the conversation remained firmly stuck on female breasts. The differences in how a baby suckles versus a man. When a mother’s milk comes in. How breasts change. How to make them feel better when they hurt.
By the time I begged for a break, I felt like they’d learned enough to award them with some kind of boob expert certificate. But they were both so grateful for my willingness to share what I knew that I couldn’t let myself dwell on how uncomfortable I’d been.
“Thank you, Terri. This will help me when I have a female of my own.”
“No problem, Groth.”
I moved to grab my dishes, but he insisted on cleaning up.
“I think I’m going to turn in,” I said. “Thank you for today.”
Azio followed me to the stairs.
“Terri, will you consider changing rooms?”
“Do you want my room?”
“No. I want you to try sleeping next to me tonight.”
“Why?”
“If you choose me, you would sleep next to me every night. This will be a good test to see if you like it.”
What he said made complete sense, especially given the timeline I’d set for myself. Yet, I wasn’t stupid. He wanted me in the same bed with him for a reason.
“Just sleep? No touching or anything else, right?” I asked.
“No touching or anything else. I swear.”
“Okay. We can try it.”
“Good night, Groth,” I called, heading up the stairs.
“Sleep well, Terri.”
I went to my room and quickly changed into a pair of shorts before joining Azio in his room. He paused his restless pacing when I entered. The tight sweat pants didn’t hide an inch of how much he was anticipating sleeping with me.
His gaze swept over my legs and lingered on my breasts. His length twitched.
“Will you tell me when I may touch you?” he asked, meeting my gaze.
“You’ll be the first one to know when I’m ready.”
He grunted and pulled back the covers for me.
After so much shock and awe today, crawling into Azio’s bed while he ogled my butt didn’t seem so out of place. He turned out the lights then I felt him get in on the other side.
“You can touch me whenever you want,” he said in the dark. “You have my consent to do anything.”
I laughed. “Thanks.”