"I know... I don't understand it either."

He looks down at his hands, still trembling from the release he just found. The guilt and shame he feels are almost too much to bear, but there's something else as well: desire. A need that won't go away no matter how hard he tries to deny it.

"I don't know what to do,"

he says finally, meeting your eyes for the first time since he came in his pants. "

There's a long silence as you both try to process everything that's happened tonight. The sexual tension between them has been building for days, and now it feels like they've finally reached the breaking point. It's clear that something needs to change, but neither of them knows what that something is.

"I... I don't want this,"

you whisper, your voice barely audible. "I don't want us to be like this."