"I completely understand, Princess," Chat sighed, "If you're not comfortable with it, we won't do anything."

"I-it doesn't mean we can't do other things."

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The sentence leaked out of my mouth like a waterfall that I could not take back. Chat's soft smile then turned into a devious smirk which got me nervous all over again.

"Other things, Princess? Like what?"

Before I could reply, Chat started pushing further onto me. He began to glide his hips between my legs, eventually leading to his pelvis grinding on my sensitive spot. Little sparks of energy appeared near my abdominal section and I feel myself whimpering. It must've been a huge turn on for Chat because he did it again...and again...painstakingly slow.

"Like this?"

I moaned softly because the friction of his bulge on me felt so, so good. I separated my legs further to give him more access, which allowed him to press harder onto me with ease. I held back a loud moan by covering my mouth with my hands. I kept whimpering and grunting as Chat lowered his lips to my ear.

"How does this feel, Princess?"

"Oh, C-chat..." I breathed in ecstasy.

The rubbing contact made me wonder what it would really feel like if Chat's suit was removed from his body and if he were completely inside of me. I wanted to scream with excitement at the thought because if grinding felt this vivacious...

Chat tugged at the hem of my shirt ravenously. I sat up and obliged to his silent plea and stripped my pyjama vest off, leaving me in a white-laced bra. I breathed irregularly, elbows holding me up on my bed. Chat stared down at my chest— he was developing a blush too. He hesitantly raised his hand to the flexible material.

"What's wrong?" I asked in a calming manner.

"I need your permission," Chat replied, pulling on the elastic, bra strap.

Butterflies fluttered chaotically inside my stomach. I gulped and raised my hands to the back of the elastic material. Chat stared at the crevice of my breasts eagerly. I looked into his green eyes and saw hunger.

"Granted," I replied as I unclipped the clasp of my bra.

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His ring beeped.