Finn was on his knees on the floor, naked, holding his crotch, howling in pain. Egbertine was sitting on the bed, also naked, wondering what the hell had just happened. A minute ago she had been peacefully sleeping, and now this.
"What the hell were you thinking, Finn?" She asked.
"I didn't think you'd try and bite off my dick," he cried.
"I was sleeping. Why would you stick your dick in my mouth to begin with?" She asked.
"I thought it would be hot," he looked at her with tears in his eyes. "You usually like our rough roleplay where I throw you down and force you."
"Because I'm awake and agree to it," she said.
She rolled her eyes and shook her head. Somewhere far out, very far out, it was kind of sweet that Finn wanted to surprise her like this. He just hadn't thought it through. She hadn't bit him on purpose. Her mind was still half asleep, and her body had just reacted.
"You're an idiot," she sighed.
"Screw you, Egbertine. Let me try and bite off your clit. See how you like it," he pouted.
"Just shut up," she laughed. "You're my idiot. My sweet and loveable idiot."
"An idiot with a dick chewed half off," he said.
"Drama queen," she rolled her eyes again.
She got up from the bed, walked over to him, sat down on her knees, and put her arms around his neck.
"You'll survive, and so will your dick," she said. "Do you need anything? Some ice maybe?"
"Maybe you could kiss it better," he said.
