Soren brushed his hair back, revealing Caelen's forehead, "it's not about just having sex and getting pregnant. You don't even like pheromones to take control over your body. You are bound to.....
"Are you saying that I am being unreasonable?" Caelen countered.
He gets too emotional out of nowhere.
Soren grabbed his hand, "No, I am just saying that I should know what you like and what you don't so that we are comfortable doing it."
"But.... but I don't have much experience, how would I know?" Caelen crouched, "how about we try once, then I will let you know."
"Alright, we will try tomorrow then. Keep thinking about it. If there is something that you don't like, let me know."
Soren slipped out of the bed.
"Are you going somewhere?" Caelen asked as he looked up at him with puppy eyes.
"Aren't you? Don't you want to eat something?"
"Ahhhh," Caelen blinked awkwardly and rose from the bed following him out.
In the evening Caelen was helping to prepare dinner with the house chef.
