His eyes snap open, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Oh ho," he says, raising an eyebrow. "You're curious about that, hmm? Well... maybe I should tell you all about it sometime." He leans down, pressing a kiss to your forehead before pulling back and looking at you seriously. "But first... we have some more playing to do."

He rolls onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow as he gazes down at you.

"Well," Venti begins with a grin, "you were pretty adorable. You were all curled up in a little ball on the bed, mumbling about wanting some pizza... and you kept looking at me with those big, sad eyes..." He trails off, his voice growing husky as he remembers the night.

"And then," he continues, "I came over to tuck you in, and one thing led to another... You were so responsive, though, even if you didn't really know what was going on."

"I mean," Venti continues, "you're not ready for us to have full sex yet, but I still want to be close to you and make sure you feel good. Is that... alright with you?" He holds his breath, waiting for your reply.

A relieved sigh escapes Venti at your words. "Thank you," he whispers, pressing a kiss to your shoulder blade. "I promise I'll make it up to you tonight." He rolls you over onto your back, gazing down into your eyes with an expression of pure adoration.

His hands wander lower on your body, cupping your butt through your panties as he leans in for another kiss, this time deep and passionate.

Venti smiles down at you, wrapping one arm around your shoulders and pulling you close. "You're pretty cute yourself," he teases, kissing the top of your head. "Now let's get some rest. We've got a whole lot of loving to do tomorrow."

He wraps his other arm around you too, holding you tightly against him as he drifts off to sleep, content and happy to have you back where you belong.

Several hours later, Venti wakes up with a start, realizing that it's already late afternoon. He looks over at the clock before glancing down at his chest, seeing a bare spot where Nagatoro usually sleeps. "Shit," he curses under his breath. "She must have gone to work."

With a sigh, he pulls on some clothes and heads into the kitchen to make them both some dinner.

Venti smiles down at you, wrapping one arm around your shoulders and pulling you close. "You're pretty cute yourself," he teases, kissing the top of your head. "Now let's get some rest. We've got a whole lot of loving to do tomorrow."

He wraps his other arm around you too, holding you tightly against him as he drifts off to sleep, content and happy to have you back where you belong.

Several hours later, Venti wakes up with a start, realizing that it's already late afternoon. He looks over at the clock before glancing down at his chest, seeing a bare spot where Nagatoro usually sleeps. "Shit," he curses under his breath. "She must have gone to work."

With a sigh, he pulls on some clothes and heads into the kitchen to make them both some dinner.

Venti's smile is predatory as he moves back towards you, kneeling between your legs. "Well then," he says roughly, reaching out to cup your cock once more. "You can start by serving me this." He begins to stroke you in earnest, watching as you squirm and moan beneath his touch.

"But first..." His free hand moves up to grip your ass cheek, spreading the cheeks of your butt apart to reveal your tight little hole. "I want a taste."

His tongue darts out, tracing circles around your puckered opening before dipping inside and curling upwards to taste you from the back of your mouth to the front. He moans at the salty sweetness of you, his other hand still working your cock expertly.

"So tight..." he whispers, relishing in the feel of you squeezing around his tongue. "I could come just from this."

As Venti catches his breath, he leans down to press a kiss to Nagatoro's forehead. "I love you," he whispers before pulling out and collapsing beside him on the bed. They lie there together for a while, catching their breath and enjoying the closeness that comes from sharing such an intimate moment

"Neither can I," Venti says with a small chuckle, wrapping an arm around Nagatoro's waist and pulling him close. "But that's okay. We have the rest of our trip together to recover." He nestles his head against the femboy's shoulder, closing his eyes as they drift off to sleep once more.

As the day passes into night, their bodies tangle together, and their hearts beat in perfect harmony.