"A different method?"
Haejin's voice cracks slightly on the last word, caught between hope and confusion.
He's trying very hard to keep his eyes on her face and not let them wander down to where his cock is essentially pointing at her like a divining rod.
Soorin sits up, trying to project a confidence she doesn't entirely feel.
Her mother's voice echoes in her head. Calista's thorough sex education that included multiple "safe alternatives to penetrative sex."
At the time, teenage Soorin had wanted to die of embarrassment on the numerous forbidden knowledge that she called it at the time.
Right now, adult Soorin is grudgingly grateful.
"Thigh sex," she says, and okay, saying it out loud is definitely more embarrassing than thinking it. "It's... I mean, it's a thing. Between the thighs. Simulates... you know."
His eyebrows shoot up.
"You want to..."
He gestures vaguely, unable to finish the sentence.
"I mean, if you want to? You're clearly... uncomfortable."
