He resists when she tries to pull his hand down from his face, not wanting to face the undoubtedly amused expression she wears. Objectively, he can understand why it's funny. It doesn't seem funny to him, though, it's just...horrifying.
"No, shut up," he protests, grinding the heels of his palms harder into his eyes like maybe he can just press himself through the mattress and disappear. "Just let me die in peace. This is mortifying."
At least he confessed his virginity to her before this all started. He can't imagine how much worse he would feel right now if he had blundered along, pretending to know what he was doing, only to be betrayed by his body in such a terrible manner before things even got going. If that had been the case, he might well have just fled from the room completely.
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Date: 2018-12-13 02:22 am (UTC)"No, shut up," he protests, grinding the heels of his palms harder into his eyes like maybe he can just press himself through the mattress and disappear. "Just let me die in peace. This is mortifying."
At least he confessed his virginity to her before this all started. He can't imagine how much worse he would feel right now if he had blundered along, pretending to know what he was doing, only to be betrayed by his body in such a terrible manner before things even got going. If that had been the case, he might well have just fled from the room completely.