Had I parents in the human sense, I would most certainly not have asked for their guidance on such thoughts.

[There's a smirk to mirror hers, and on instinct his pelvis arches under her when she rocks, a feeling of heated longing pooling through him. It's hard to hold back from doing more, but hopefully should they continue as they have been, it will be sweeter once they do. He doesn't want this to fail like all the others, and perhaps a slow foundation will better prepare them for any future bumps in the road. Leaning forward he gives her a gentle kiss, one of hunger and promise.]

You're very special to me.