Tristan
"W-What? I don't know h-how—"
"I'll teach you, " I cut off Jesse with a smirk. He blushed, looking away.
"Can't we just d-do it like before?" He whined before hiding his face in the crook of my neck.
"No," I took the bottle of lube that I kept under the pillow.
"Wha-where did you get that from? " Jesse gasped as he saw the small bottle in my hand.
"I bought it when I went to get you ice cream," I chuckled. "Now, stretch yourself for me, " I whispered in his ear.
"W-What? M-Me? " Jesse's eyes widened. "This is so embarrassing! " He hid his face with his hands.
I brought him closer to me by the waist, causing our lower half to flush against each other. Jesse slowly made eye contact with me before looking down again.
He looked so adorable.
I couldn't help but steal a
