Make Me Beg [BL] COMPLETED

Chapter 5

Chet's POV

Huddled under my blanket, I stared at my phone and clicked onto the next video. This will help.

After leaving the bar, I quickly realized just how popular Rylan was. While he talked to Kyler and I, he was constantly waved over to make drinks but a lot of the time, people just wanted to talk to him.

A group of girls even coaxed him into taking a shot with them, before he pretended to chase it with some beer so he could spit it into the bottle. He's a people person, I thought sulkily. I want him to pay attention to me.

He oozed s*x appeal, playfully flirting and flashing a pretty smile at anyone willing to take it. Smile at me like that. Maybe it was better that he didn't, it seemed a little fake but it helped him wrack in tips so I was left a little impressed.

Kyler even mentioned that he should quit his job and become a bartender, after noticing all the tips they were making. The thought had my mind short circuiting.

Rylan and Kyler in that uniform? I don't think I'd mentally be able to handle it.

Before Kyler basically dragged me off to his car, Rylan apologized, saying his shift wasn't over for a few more hours. "My next day off, alright? You better be free on Tuesday."

On the way home, I texted all my friends I'd be busy and not to bother me. Most of them texted back that they weren't even thinking about it, making me sulk, but Harrison told me to have fun so I felt better. He's so nice~ I should facetime him when I get home.

I didn't. Instead, I threw my blanket over me and dove into bed.

Time to watch p**n.

Right now, I was on my third video. Oh, I blinked at my screen, you can fit two d***s in there. I'd never thought to do that before. I'll have to ask Harrison later.

This is purely for studying. After seeing how many people openly flirted with Rylan and how easily he responded, he must be experienced. Did I kiss him weird? What if I have s*x weird?

We're probably gonna have s*x on Tuesday, right? He mentioned s*x when he came over like it was nothing, it must be something casual for him so it's probably normal to have s*x right away.

I always thought I'd save my first time for when I was in a relationship but if it was Rylan, I felt okay. It'd be embarrassing to admit, but after he mentioned it, I couldn't help but think of s*x with him.

He can't say it so casually and expect me, a virgin, to not have those type of thoughts about him- 

I'm gonna study these videos so I can make him feel good, I decided. This way, I'll seem a little experienced and he'll like me more. I really want him to like me.

If my mom heard about how much I already liked him, she'd probably scold me. Back in high school, there was this girl I really liked and talked to my mom about a lot.

When she heard that I'd only known the girl for a week and had hardly talked to her, she whacked me on the head, making me whine.

"You get obsessive when you like people." She told me while rubbing my head, like she hadn't just hit me. "You decide you like them and lose sight of everything else. Talk to her first, baby, then decide if you actually like her."

It made me frown, thinking that my mom didn't believe me. "I do like her." I insisted. "I like her a lot and she smells nice."

"Yes, yes." She soothed, noticing my frown. "But you need to talk to her first. You sound like you're ready to marry her when you've just met."

I didn't understand what she meant. I still don't. I liked her, wasn't that enough?

I remember my mom was ready to choke me when she saw that I bought the girl flowers. "Why can't I give them to her?" I whined when she whacked me on the head again and took them away. "They're pretty."

"Chet." She sighed while petting over my head, like she hadn't hit me again. "You're very sweet but didn't she tell you that she's interested in someone else? She wouldn't like this, pup."

"But I still like her? Won't this make her like me? You like when Dad gets you flowers."

"Because your dad and I are married, baby. For almost 20 years, in fact. You've known this girl for, what? A month? And she said she likes someone else, she wouldn't like this." My mom cupped my cheeks, making me have to bend down so she could reach. "You're very sweet and I know you like her a lot but she wouldn't like this, it might make her uncomfortable. You don't want to make her uncomfortable, do you?"

My ears lowered as I softly shook my head. "No."

"How about you gives these to your sister, huh? She'd like that a lot, and then we can talk about why you like this girl so much." Her thumbs gently rubbed at my cheeks. "Alright?"

"Okay." I reluctantly agreed.

When my mom asked me why I liked her later on, I didn't know how to properly answer her. "I don't know, I just decided I do."

Why do I need a reason for liking someone? It didn't make sense to me why my mom was so upset with me when I insisted on trying to pursue the girl. My older brother hit me on the head, a habit he surely got from mom, "She doesn't like you dumbass, stop acting stalkerish. It's gonna make her uncomfortable."

My older sister scowled at my brother. "Don't hit him- He just really likes her." Yeah, I hurriedly nodded, she understands. "But you do need to stop, buddy." She looked at me apologetically, making me instantly frown. "If some guy kept trying to hit on me even after I told him to stop, would you think that's okay?"

"No, he should stop-" I paused.

Oh. "Oh." I frowned. "Am I being weird?"

"Yes." My brother answered.

"No." My sister glared at him. "You just like her a lot, it's okay, but she did say she wasn't interested so we need to respect that." She patted my knee. "You'll meet some other girl you'll like even more, it's okay."

I didn't like someone else until I got into college. It was some older girl, and she showed interest in me first.

"Yeah?" My dad ruffled my hair after I told him I liked someone else. "Why do you like her?"

I stabbed at my food, feeling happy since my mom cooked tonight. "Because she likes me."

A month later, after the older girl and I had gone on a few dates, my mom sat me down. "Did she ask you to buy her this?"

"Huh? No- I just did it."

"This isn't something you buy someone when you just met them. It's very sweet, but let's start with something a little smaller."

I frowned. "But I want her to like me and she likes this stuff."

"She does like you." My mom stroked my hair. "You don't need to buy her things, my love. Just be yourself and she'll like you even more."

My sister, who sat across from me on the other couch, eyed me while seeming reluctant to say something. "..Do you even like her? I know she likes you but it's.." She trailed off. "You started liking her out of nowhere."

"Of course I do." My head tilted, confused about why she was even asking.

She likes me so of course I like her. 

Rylan will be so impressed~ I thought happily while skipping to a different video. The more I watched, the more confident I was starting to feel. Maybe he'll even be surprised with how much I know, this was a great idea.

Just as I was feeling more sure of myself, I paused. Ah, but what if I forget what they did in the video and mess up? Will he be upset? I couldn't help but bite my lip as I thought about it. Then he'll be disappointed with me.

No, he doesn't seem like the type to think badly about inexperience. Still- he's so pretty. Of course he's dated before and he's probably so experienced.

And he's older- he's got way more years of experience than me.

I need to do more than just watch- I need to be perfect so he'll like me back.

After kicking the blanket off me, Sammy startled from the sudden movement and perked his head up. "Stay." I told him as I got up. Of course he didn't listen to me and followed me out of my room. "I said stay. Stay, Sammy."

He c****d his head when he recognized his name. When I took a few steps away, he followed me again. "Ah, fine. Just because you're so cute." I should've trained him when he was still a pup.

His tail started wagging excitedly when I knocked on Kyler's room, recognizing where we were going. I feel like he likes Kyler more than me sometimes.

After he called to come in, Sammy didn't hesitate to run in when I opened the door. Kyler rolled over on his bed just in time to not be trampled over the large golden retriever. There's been plenty of times in the past when Sammy stepped all over his hair and he was unable to get up until I pulled him off.

He sat up and started petting Sammy while his whole body wiggled happily. "I know, I know. You're so excited~" Kyler gradually calmed him down as I plopped down on his bed.

"Will you have s*x with me?"

"..."

"..."

"Your daddy's lost his mind." Kyler cooed in Sammy's face, earning a lick to his cheek.

"You won't?" I frowned. "Why not?"

Kyler glanced over at me. "I'm not having s*x with you. You're my client and aren't you interested in Rylan? You're really attractive and everything but no."

I blinked. "Huh?"

"What?"

"You think I'm attractive?"

He looked me up and down as if it was obvious. "Yeah? I'm gay and you're hot, but it's still a no." I skipped over the firm no and focused on how he said I'm hot. He thinks I'm attractive~ I thought happily. I had no idea. "Where did that even come from?"

I fell back on his bed as my cheeks puffed out. His fan's really clean. "I'm a virgin." I confessed.

"I know."

"And I wanna learn more but I don't know how~ Rylan's gonna wanna have s*x and I won't know what to do."

"Everyone starts off inexperienced, he was like that once too. He's not gonna judge you just because you're a virgin."

"But he'll probably think that his past hook ups were better and I wasn't good." I worried. "Like, he could say it was good but what if he's only saying that to make me happy?"

Kyler gently nudged Sammy off him and brought his knee up to rest his arm on. "You think he's that type of person?"

"No," I instantly denied, "but people can't help but compare those type of things, right?"

"I don't compare my exes s*x lives with each other," he dropped a hand on my head and gently patted my head, "that's honestly really weird. Maybe people your age do~"

I made a soft, thoughtful noise. "You are old so you'd be more mature."

He pulled my hair. "I'm not old, and Rylan's not gonna give a f**k whether you're good in bed or not. He'll be happy that he even got you in his bed." Kyler reached down and pinched my cheeks together with one hand. "If he's the one to take your virginity, he should be honored, alright? Stop stressing so much."

Honored, I lingered on the word. Yeah, he should feel honored. I've been saving this my whole life.

"Yeah.." I quietly agreed. "So no s*x?"

"No sex." He confirmed.

"But you think I'm attractive?"

He hummed softly. "That's right."

I was silent for a moment as I stared at the ceiling. I think he's attractive too but he probably already knows he is. "You know a lot about s*x, right?"

"I know enough."

"We don't have to have sex.." I started off hesitantly, thinking he's probably just going to say no again, "but can you show me a little? I know he won't care but I still feel nervous thinking about it."

"It depends." He said after a moments pause. "What do you want me to show you?"

"Um," I wasn't exactly sure, "how should I prep a human? In the videos, it already started out with them having sex."

Kyler's face suddenly hovered over mine, only a foot away and upside down, when he leaned over. His long hair gently tickled my ears. "Were you studying p**n?" Seeing my nod, his lips twitched up. "Cute~"

My eyes flicked up to his. Cute, he said. He said I'm cute. "You just do it normally, I already told you earlier. You need-" He suddenly cut himself off and grew silent for a few moments. "I'll just show you."

-

"You seriously bought them?" Kyler asked with amusement tickling his tone.

Now that we're actually in this position, I was starting to get shy. No- this is why we're practicing now, so I don't get shy with Rylan.

My head softly rubbed against his pillow, now laying down, when I nodded. He was kneeling in between my legs with his fingers hooked in my boxers that matched his. "I said I was gonna."

"I thought you were joking."

Kyler walks around in just his boxers all the time. After I noticed he used the same brand with each pair, I bought them too. Now we match. "They looked nice on you."

He let out a small puff of amusement while my hips raised. "Yeah? Did you like the way my ass looked in them?" I'd mainly been staring at his d**k print but his ass was nice too.

He was only teasing me but I still nodded. "Does mine look good too?"

He seemed to find this even funnier, laughing softly as he pulled my boxers down. "Yeah, you've got a nice ass." Considering the amount of squats I did- I better.

My d**k rested against my stomach, half-hard from watching p**n earlier, after Kyler tossed my underwear aside. "If you were a human, I'd take this," he showed me a bottle of lube, "and squirt some on my fingers. Be generous with it and add more if you need it. You have slick though, so we don't need it."

Setting aside the lube, he grabbed a condom packet and ripped it open. "Always use a condom unless you really trust them. You don't need one for fingering but some people like to."

"'Kay." I blinked down at my naked chest when he dropped the open condom on me, silently telling me to look at it. It's stretchier than I thought it'd be. "Do you top or bottom?"

"I like topping more," he answered as his hands ran up my thighs, "but I'll bottom if my partner isn't comfortable with it."

Kyler bottoming? My mind went blank while I stared at him. He was shirtless, not having had one on when I first came in, while his hair spilled over his shoulders. Kyler bottoming.

He's so cool.

I expected him to just top but now that he said it, I was more confident in bottoming myself. If Kyler does it then I will too. "You're so cool." I mumbled.

He looked down at me while a smile played at his lips. "You say that too much, it goes to my head."

"You are." I insisted.

My thigh felt warm when he squeezed it before his hand trailed up more. I felt like my heart was beating faster than normal, anticipating when he actually touched me. I didn't feel as nervous as I thought I'd be, maybe a little shy, but I was eager to learn what he was gonna show me.

"You've fingered yourself, right?"

My hips jerked when I felt him hold my thigh with one hand while his other moved down to my hole. The touch was surprising, not expecting his fingers to suddenly touch my entrance. "Yeah, I have a dildo but I only use it for my heats."

"Oh?" He drawled. "I didn't know that."

"Cause I didn't tell you."

He let out a soft hum while he stared at my face. I wasn't sure if he wasn't looking down since he knew exactly what to do or if it was out of some sort of respect for me, but it was a little embarrassing for him to watch me like this.

But at the same time, I liked it. I liked his attention just on me, focusing solely on me. It had my tail twitching happily under me.

This is the first time someone's touched me like this, I silently thought. It feels nice.

His fingers rubbed my rim in slow circles, waiting for me to leak more slick before probing my hole. He took his time, longer than I thought he would. "Aren't you gonna finger me?"

"You don't just shove your fingers in right away. Human don't adjust to things in their ass like hybrids." He explained. "You have to be more patient and get them to relax and loosen up, yeah?"

My lip caught between my teeth as I nodded. Ah, I forgot this is practice meant for a human. "Prepping isn't just about stretching them either," my teeth sunk in more when he pushed against my rim to slide one finger in, "it can be foreplay too."

His finger's inside me. I couldn't help but clench around the digit, eagerly accepting it into my hole. "Foreplay?"

"Mhm, working up to s*x. You want to get them excited and in the mood to have s*x with you."

He's rubbing my insides.

"How were you planning to have s*x for the first time? Was there anything you thought about?"

"Um," I've thought about s*x a lot but not with any specific person until now, "kissing and, um, then s*x?"

"Yeah, you could." He answered after a moment but he sounded like my professor when someone answered and it was definitely wrong. "But you want to get them excited to have s*x with you, y'know?"

I whimpered when he slid another finger inside me and immediately froze after. I didn't mean to do that- I glanced up at him. Did he hear that?

If he did, he didn't show any indications.

I felt my face start to flush a bit, I was just surprised. I didn't think it'd feel this good right away.

"How- how should I get him excited?" Him, I said. Him- it's no longer a theoretical 'them'.

"Kissing, like you said, and touching him. You'll want to find out where he's sensitive and likes being touched most, but everyone's usually sensitive around their neck." Him, he said.

Kyler went on the explain more and I eagerly listened for the most part. When he rubbed my insides a certain way, it had my mind going hazy.

I let out a noise again and flushed right after. That sounded like a moan. It was hard to stay quiet, especially when he brushed my prostate like that. I don't think he meant to, considering the way he angled his fingers the other way after I clenched down.

Feeling a little flustered, I just blurted out whatever came to mind first. "Where should I put my hands?"

"What you're doing now is cute." He nodded his head at my hands that were fisting the sheets. Cute, he said. "If he's closer, you can hold onto him and touch him back."

My breath caught in my throat when he suddenly leaned over and put his hand next to my head to hold up his weight. His hair gently tickled my neck when he hovered over me. He's so close.

I tipped my head away, unable to bring myself to meet his heavy gaze. I can feel myself blushing. 

Shyly, I let go of the sheets to hold onto his shoulders, still feeling unsure of where I was supposed to hold him. "Like this?" Ah, I sound so meek, what's wrong with me.

"Mhm, that's good." He curled his fingers inside me, making me let out a soft moan.

Is this what it feels like to have someone else touch you?

"You smell good." I mumbled. He's so close. I could smell his shampoo the most, barely masking his natural scent.

"You too."

My head tilted back up to stare at him, already finding him watching me. "You can't smell me."

"No? Says who?"

"Me." He can't smell me, can he?

"You smell like my body wash." My hips suddenly raised when he pressed into my prostate. "Meaning you stole it again."

"Ah." My eyes shifted down to watch him slip his fingers out and press my hips back onto the bed. Only a moment later, they were sinking back inside me. "I'm only borrowing it."

"I'll never see it again." He's probably right, it's in my gym bag right now.

"If you shower with me then you can."

"Only if I shower with you, huh?" He chuckled softly.

I had to force my hips to stay still but it was hard. I was so used to touching myself and just did whatever I wanted, but now I was being conscious of how my body reacted.

His fingers feel really good.

I usually only touched my hole during my heat when my body was begging me to fill it to the brim, and touched my c**k any other time I jerked off.

But I didn't think it could feel this good, I would've touched myself there more If I had.

Unconsciously, my chest raised when I arched my back. I let out a shaky breath as his fingers worked in and out of me quicker. I'm probably getting more worked up than I should but it feels so good to have someone else touch me.

My d**k was leaking precum onto my stomach, showing just how excited I quickly became. Every now and then, my hands would clench around his shoulders and my fingers would dig into his skin. Ah- he said to touch him back, right?

Hesitantly, my hands slid off his shoulders and trailed down his chest. I could feel his muscles under my fingertips, especially since most of his weight was strained onto his arm. "Is this.." I glanced up at him, "is this okay?"

"You're doing good." He praised, making me feel numb.

He said I'm doing good. I felt my tail twitch under me as my rim clenched around his fingers. It's like saying I'm a good boy- he said I'm a good boy.

"Is this how long I should stretch him?"

"You can," he nodded, "I'm just fingering you because I want to now."

"Oh."

Oh. I didn't realize what he actually meant until a few moments later. When did he start looking at me like that? I hadn't even realized he'd been looking down every now and then, watching as my rim sucked in his fingers with each thrust. When did he stop avoiding my prostate?

He's just doing it because he wants to now.

The realization had my d**k twitching against my stomach. He said I was attractive, could I be attractive now? Taking his fingers like this, I wasn't sure.

I hoped so.

I want him to like me.

When he adjusted his weight onto his forearm instead of his hand, my breath caught. He's so close. I felt like I couldn't breathe when he leaned down and let his mouth brush my shoulder, softly kissing my skin before trailing his lips up to my neck.

Please like me.

He was right, I do feel sensitive here. I had to hold back a shiver when he kissed my neck, but I couldn't stop the soft moan that spilled past my lips when he started to suck. "That's-"

I wasn't even sure what I was trying to say, but it was cut off when he rubbed his fingers into my prostate again. "Oh." My shaky breath fell on his shoulder.

He didn't shy away from my prostate this time, he was persistent as he rubbed into it and coaxed another moan from me. It's so much- My hips raised on their own, unsure if I wanted to press into the feeling or shy away.

Without meaning to, my d**k rubbed against his stomach. Oh- that felt nice.

Would he press my hips down if I did it again?

"Can.." Kyler made a soft noise against my

neck to show he was listening when I spoke up, "can I do it again?"

He lifted his head and I had to force myself to not look down at his lips. I could smell him more now, he was barely a few inches away. He smells so good. "Can you what?"

Too shy to say it, I hesitantly pressed my hips up again, making my d**k brush against his stomach.

His fingers stopped thrusting inside me for a moment while he stared at me. It wasn't more than a few seconds before they were curling inside of me again while he dropped his head back into my neck.

I could feel his lips twitch up against my neck. "Are you asking for permission to touch your d**k?"

"Yeah." I breathed out, feeling so worked up from his fingers alone. It was almost embarrassing how close I felt to cumming, I never came this fast when I jerked off.

"What if I said no?" He mused. "Are you gonna listen to me?" At my nod, "Yeah? You'd wait like a good boy?"

Like a good boy.

My hands clenched on his shoulders as I nodded quickly. "Yeah- I'm a good boy, I'll wait." Like a good boy.

"You don't need to wait." He assured with another kiss to my neck. "You've been good."

His words were going straight to my d**k and making me feel light headed. It was on repeat in my head, good boy, good boy, good boy- he said I'm a good boy.

My back arched into him as I moaned. "Please."

"You wanna c*m?"

I nodded quickly, uncaring about how quick my o****m suddenly hit me. "Mhm. It's- my d**k please." I pleaded, not sounding completely coherent. "Please touch me."

Kyler sat up after that, sitting back on his knees as he spread my thighs further apart.

"Mmm," my head tilted back and my stomach clenched when he started touching me, "it feels so good."

My c**k felt like it was throbbing in his hand, so excited from having someone else touch it for once. I like this so much.

When he realized I was actually about to c*m, he took his fingers out and properly started to jerk me off, making me whine. It's so good- He pumped my d**k like he somehow already knew what I liked, and rubbed his thumb into my tip.

"M'gonna cum." I whined quietly.

He coaxed my o****m into finally washing over me and I started spilling into his fist. f**k- My eyes quickly fell shut and my hips bucked up when c*m started spurting from my c**k.

It felt like it lasted so long, thoroughly enjoying my first o****m someone's given me. Kyler helped, jerking me off until I was whimpering in sensitivity and shying away from his touch.

When my eyes focused on him again, he was staring at his hand covered in my c*m. "You came a lot."

It took a few seconds to process, but when I did, I was hurriedly sitting up. "Ah-!" I grabbed his wrist and inspected his hand, as if that would magically make the c*m away. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to- I mean, I did but-" I looked around for something to wipe it off but couldn't find anything, making me panic.

Should I lick it off? Is he mad that I came on him? What do-

Kyler pushed his clean hand square on my face and pushed me back down on the bed. "It's c*m. It'll wash off so calm down."

I blinked up at him as he grabbed some random tshirt off the floor and wiped his hand. Wait- that's mine.

When he sat back on the bed, neither one of us said anything at first. It felt like minutes until he spoke up but in reality, it was only seconds later. "Did that help at all?"

"Huh?" My ears perked, not expecting him to ask that. "Oh, yes! Um, thank you." I scratched my cheek nervously. "Sorry for, um, cumming so fast."

"You're a virgin," he waved off, tone just as casual as any other day, "it's alright."

It's awkward.

Or maybe I just feel awkward, he looked the same as usual.

"You're hard." I mumbled after my eyes shifted down at his lap, not able to help myself.

"Yeah." He looked over at me before a playful smirk teased his lips. "Why? You wanna lend me a hand?"

I flushed again, feeling myself get flustered. "I can."

"Oh? Just for practice, right?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

He made a soft noise and I was unsure of what it meant. My eyes trailed after him when he stood up, bulge still evident under his boxers. "I'm gonna smoke." After picking my clothes up from the floor, he grabbed a cigarette from his nightstand along with a lighter. "You can stay if you want, I'll be right back."

I shimmied back into my boxers, just to cover my d**k. I'll change in my room after I wipe off the c*m and slick. "It's okay." I stood up along with him. "I'm gonna call Rylan." He should be getting off work soon.

He let out a small puff of amusement that lacked it's humor and closed his nightstand drawer. "Alright." He let Sammy back in the room, having picked up him and thrown him out earlier, before walking out to the balcony.

Ah- I should've asked if I could come back after I changed and called Rylan.

When I felt Sammy lick my hand, I looked down. I'll just use Sammy as an excuse and come back. 

-

Please answer, please answer, please answer-

"Hey, hold on." He picked up! It took a few seconds and the camera shaking a lot, but I finally got a clear image of Rylan's face. "Sorry, I'm driving so I had to put my phone up."

"It's okay." I hurriedly insisted, I'm just happy you picked up. "You just got off work?" He wasn't in his uniform anymore, an oversized hoodie having replaced it.

He looks so small and cute.

"Mhm, I'm so tired." He glanced at the camera for a moment. "But I'm glad you came in earlier~ I know I haven't made it easy to see me."

"It's not your fault." I quickly shook my head. "You're not busy on Tuesday, right?"

"Mhm, so you better not be either."

"I won't!"

He laughed at my eagerness, something airy and sweet. "Good boy." He teased. He's just teasing, he's just teasing, he's just teasing. Still, my tail thumped against the bed. "How's your night been? You're not sleepy yet?"

"Um," I thought about it, was that something I should tell him? Am I supposed to?

Noticing my sudden silence, "What's up?"

"My nights been good." I settled for. Would it be weird for me to tell him? We're having a date on Tuesday- Wait, is it even a date? "Um, on Tuesday, is it a date?"

"Yeah, sure." He looked out the window for a moment. "You can come to my place this time, yeah?" It is a date.

Usually, this would be extremely exciting and my tail would be whipping back and forth but it left me feeling conflicted. Is that something I should tell him?

"Yeah." I agreed, but felt hesitant on my next words. "Um, earlier- I asked Kyler to help me with something. I don't know if it's something I should tell you though, or if'd just come across as weird, or if it's bad if I don't tell you."

"What is it?" He asked, noticing I was getting overwhelmed from just thinking about telling him. "You f**k him or something?"

"..."

He glanced at the camera when I didn't laugh. "You guys f****d?"

"No!" It was the 'or something'. "Um, no." I repeated a little quieter. "I was trying to learn more about s*x 'cause- uh, I just was- and I asked him to help so I'm not as nervous about it. But we didn't have s*x!"

"Ah, that's.." He trailed off quietly. He didn't look upset or anything close to it but he also wasn't smiling anymore. "I really like us texting and everything, and how we're going on a date, but we're not dating." He glanced at the camera again, just briefly before focusing on the road. "You know that, right?"

Ah, my ears lowered. I shouldn't have said anything. "Yeah." He probably thinks I'm childish, thinking about how I even thought about telling him. Of course- why would he care about that. He probably thinks I'm trying to get him jealous or that I was trying to get a reaction out of him.

I shouldn't have said anything. I suddenly felt like my stomach was heavy. A deep, uncomfortable feeling pricked at my skin. I wish I hadn't said that- now he won't like me as much.

It was upsetting. If I had just left it after telling him that my night was good, everything wouldn't be ruined.

Why did I say that?

Noticing that I was getting upset, "But, hey-" He started, not sounding like he actually knew what to say but jumped to say something anyways, "Um, we're going on a date, yeah? You better plan the next one after this. And I'm still waiting on that expensive date too. That's what? Three guaranteed dates?"

He glanced at the camera before looking back at the road. "I'm sure you can make me ask you out by the second, so, um- yeah." He tapped his steering wheel with his thumbs awkwardly. "Don't look so upset."

That's him saying I didn't ruin it, right? He's saying it's okay and we'll keep seeing each other. I didn't ruin it, right?

My ears perked back up. "Three dates?"

"And you promised me ramen." He added. "With egg and everything."

"Four?" My tail slowly started to wag again.

"Well, I was thinking we could squeeze that one into one of our dates but if you wanna be greedy and say four~" He teased lightheartedly. "Then sure, we can go on four dates."

He talked to me the rest of his car ride home and didn't hang up until after the third time he said he had to go shower. "I'm expecting a good morning text though." He told me firmly. I could faintly hear his shower running in the back, warming up. "I'll assume you're dead if I don't get one."

"Morning text? You wake up at, like, 3."

"That's morning for me, I won't be able to start my day unless I get one."

"You will, you will~" I promised.

After hanging up, I looked over to Sammy. I really want him to like me.

"Let's go see Kyler." Recognizing Kyler's name, Sammy basically flew off my bed and wiggled by the door excitedly. I could relate to his excitement.