I winced and nodded, shrugging at the same time. "Yeah, I guess. Or like, dangerous. Or just ideas, but not ones I would enjoy actually going through with." Khell didn't have any judgment in his expression. In fact, it was the opposite—he was nodding in calm agreement. "And it wasn't until I was in a long relationship with someone who really wasn't at all interested in anything like this that I started to feel like it was actually something I was missing."

Khell frowned and shifted to sit up. "Are you still in that relationship?" There was a slight growl in his tone, and he cleared his throat immediately after. "It's not my business. You don't have to answer."

"No, I'm not," I said immediately, my eyes trailing away. "But…we split up a little over a week ago. He proposed. I said no."

I wasn't sure why I was telling Khell all of this, only that it was easy to speak the words, and relieving too.

"Stand up, petal," Khell said, tone firm enough that I followed on instinct.

When he reached between my legs, my cheeks went up in flames, and I let out a whimper of embarrassment as he pulled the plug free and a rush of cum ran out of me. It's his fault, not yours, I reminded myself as Khell reached up with a washcloth, cleaning me patiently.

To distract myself, I picked up the conversation where we'd left it. "I just didn't want to be with someone forever, wondering if I was hiding this. Or that I couldn't ever find out if it was something I wanted in a sexual relationship."

"Turn," Khell said, and I squeezed my eyes shut. The plug in my ass left me with a constant stuffed sensation, and I was almost terrified of having him pull it out.

But I turned and prattled on. "That wasn't all that wasn't working between us or anything, but I just couldn't shake it. My friend said I should try and find out the answer, and I thought she meant with a stranger—" I gasped and squeaked as Khell pulled out the plug, the hollow sensation shocking and vulnerable. He covered me with the washcloth, rubbing around my asshole to soothe me. "She meant a professional, and I'd seen the ads so…so I called the agency," I finished lamely.

"That was very brave of you, petal," Khell said lowly. He tossed the washcloth away from us. "Come. Join me, and we'll wash each other."

I sighed and hurried into the water, wincing at the brief sting. In spite of the invitation to wash, the first thing Khell did was bundle me against his chest, arms wrapping around my bare back.

"I was right," I murmured. "I should've done something sooner, but I was right about myself. I couldn't go the rest of my life without this."