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A/N :

*WARNING*

This ENTIRE chapter contains sexual themes and acts! If that's not your cup of tea, press on to/wait for Chapter 168 :)

There's NO amount of intercourse in this chapter, it just gets... Spicy lol

I will give a G-rated TL;DR at the very beginning of the next chapter for anyone wanting to skip this mature rated chapter.

Also, SINCE this chapter is SO long, Chapter 168 will be uploaded Monday April 13th

Thanks guys!


Song Listened To :

Talk ft. Linae by Oliver Nelson

Drew Barrymore by Bryce Vine


*Chapter 167*

"Tada," Turbo chimed happily as he gestured out to his beautiful pool; although a simple rectangle, it was a very long and narrow pool that seemingly kissed the edge of the sky against the twinkling, city backdrop far below.

"Impressive," Berri eased in cute honesty as she crossed her arms, the two slowly strolled their bare feet about five feet from the pool's edge; she eyed Turbo in cute nervousness and shrugged, "I don't feel like going to the palace for my suit... I didn't think this through."

"Nah, it's fine, just swim in our underwear," Turbo huffed in full, boyish nonchalance as he shrugged his masculine shoulders, he gave Berri an assured smile as if to prove that said notion would simply not make things much different, something Berri easily bought and breezed past.

"Okay, sooo... Tell me where the 'infinity' part of this pool comes into play," Berri stated with a great amount of cheek, the still, warm city air hovered over the two as they stood on the highest point of all of Orion City; the very top of Turbo's glorious tower.

"You'll see," Turbo huffed with a smile as the two glossed their eyes to the glowing, sloshy pool water out before them, though just as Turbo inhaled a deep breath and went to take his shirt off, Berri furrowed her brow in a spike of curiosity and began to head to the other edge of the pool, where said infinite amount of pool seemingly lay. Turbo jolted in surprise, took a few strides of steps forward, grappled Berri's arm with a hard laugh and shook his head, "No, no, nuh-uh, that's cheating."

"Hey!" Berri squealed as she tried to wriggle her grip from Turbo's strong hand, though she failed as Turbo began to pull her back to where they were previously standing. She blurt a hard laugh and began to desperately try and plant her bare feet on the cold, slick, grey pool concrete all about Turbo's rectangular pool, a huge, glorious splay of glowing, liquid electricity, a pop of shiny blue pool water that gleamed into the starless night sky above them.

"Hey!" Turbo chimed back to her in a full mock, though his grin proved to be playful; the two had a healthy amount of alcohol and food in their systems, long gone, and although the night was young and they were fully prepared to spend these hours in a full swing of flirty, sexual banter, Berri huffed a shaky giggle the second she realized Turbo was shirtless and felt her pupils tighten in a draw of nervous, unprepared realization. Turbo finally unhanded her and gestured out to the pool with a kind, though annoyed smile, his golden eyes glowed a bit brighter out in the dark like such, "It's a surprise. You'll love it. Just wait."

"Try and stop me, then," Berri snapped as she quickly began to dart to the other end of the pool, like previously suggested, though she choked a hard laugh and was almost pleased to feel Turbo jolt forward in a lunge and wrap his strong arms tight about her midsection. With ease, he lifted Berri off of her feet, turned back around, and with her littler body hugged tight with her back against his front, she grunted a harder laugh and tried to wriggle free, though with such, Turbo cocked an eyebrow and began to inch closer to the water. Berri jolted in playful terror and stiffened, "NO, NO, TURBO, NO."

"What's that?" Turbo pressed nonchalantly, he hovered Berri's dangling feet a foot from the water's enticing, glowing edge. Berri choked a hard, squealing laugh and threw her head back into Turbo's shoulder as she continued to loudly beg for him to put her down, "I still am... Not understanding."

"I won't go over there, I won't go over there!" Berri howled with laughter, to which Turbo muttered a few playfully annoyed notions to himself, slowly turned around and set Berri back on her feet. She huffed a hard puff of air in whole, playful agitation, straightened her short brown hair and easily tossed Turbo a very sharp side-eye with a wide grin; he easily beamed her a toothy snap of a smile and finally turned heel to further prepare to get into the water, "Stupid... Glowy-eyed... Jerk face."

"That's Sir Stupid Glowy-Eyed Jerk Face, I get paid to have this title, thanks," Turbo muttered with a chuff of a laugh, shook his head and inhaled a deep, readied breath.

Although not really one hundred percent sober, he began to skillfully unbuckle his belt and slowed his movements in a hit of realization. Although simply in the process of stripping down to his black boxer-briefs, which could potentially seem similar to swim wear, he held his breath and felt a swathe of sobered-up embarrassment want to engulf him, the raw fact that he was nearly getting naked in front of Berri in this instance, and likely her for him. He was well aware her eyes were likely all over him right now, though he lulled his eyes closed in nervous contemplation and knew he had to just rip it off like a band aid and get these little, awkward phases out of the way. As smoothly as he could, with breath held, he wriggled out of his clothes, let his heavy pants fall with the thud and clunk of his belt buckle to the concrete underneath, and although he promised himself he'd try and hold his stoic, reserved and mature composure for this whole night, somehow the glistening pool before him begged his half-drunk self to do the largest canon-ball he could afford. With a burst of energy, Turbo beamed a wide, boyish smile and immediately launched from his position in a tight tuck into the pool, easily sending a healthy splay of water Berri's way.

Turbo gasped for air amidst a wide, toothy grin as he cleared the surface, from fully submerged. He choked a noise, hurried to wipe his face free of water and urgently peered his attention to where Berri previously stood, though he flinched in surprised, firmly blinked a few times and stood up out of the five foot deep water where he was, in the center of the pool. He raised his eyebrows in soft, nervous curiosity and was stunted to discover that Berri was nowhere to be found. He furrowed his brows in a slow sweep of now prickled confusion as the only sound heard was now the playful, sloshy claps of pool water he had previously disturbed. He narrowed his golden gaze and felt his senses sharpen in a dip of crawling, hot, fearful confusion, though just as he opened his mouth and inhaled a deep breath to call out Berri's name, he faltered his words in a jolt of hot surprise as Berri's lovely voice calmly carried on behind him, which was the opposite side of the pool in which she previously was standing, not seconds prior.

"Y'know... I may look a little different, but I'm still a glitch," Berri chimed coyly as Turbo held his breath, whirled around and peered up to Berri in a shot of humble surprise; she stood with her hands on her hips, the pool light glossed her curvy body with lovely waves and ripples of a glow. She narrowed her eyes and shot Turbo a cheeky smile, "Nice try..."

Turbo eased a smug smile and gently bent his knees so he finally sunk down below the water. Once his broad shoulders and neck submerged, he hovered under the water so that the only thing exposed was everything above the bridge of his nose. He skulked deeper into the water in a brooding type of way, though he flinched in continued surprise as Berri eagerly glitched directly across the narrower stretch of Turbo's rectangular pool, so that she was back to where she was, closest to the back door that entered into Turbo's warm, lovely loft. She inhaled a nervous breath and finally began to fiddle with the buckle of her pants, though just as she unbuttoned the first button of her sleek, black skinny jeans, she cocked an eyebrow, froze and firmly peered down to Turbo from across the dozen or so foot stretch; he continued to hover almost fully submerged under the finally settling water, though his golden eyes remained surfaced and peered hard in her general direction in curious, peachy delight as to just what was going to happen next.

"... Do you mind?" Berri chimed in girly annoyance as she shook her head, gestured to herself and coyly demanded a shred of privacy as she undressed.

"Oh no, not at all," Turbo volleyed with a cocky smile as he resurfaced just his head, he playfully raised his eyebrows and continued to peer his curious attention in Berri's direction; the both of them remained frozen, waiting for the other to cave. Either for Berri to continue undressing, or for Turbo to turn around, though after about fifteen seconds of frozen, persistent wait, Turbo huffed a shaky chuckle under his breath, sagged his shoulders and finally allowed his polite nature to resurface. He kindly looked down to the glowing water underneath him and fully turned his back to Berri, once and for all.

"Thank you," Berri quipped smartly, though Turbo inhaled a deep breath, raised his eyebrows in boyish, cute delight and looked off to his right, in the direction of the deeper end of his pool, the gape of glass that eventually hovered over the city in a scary, thrilling show of a drop he was waiting to surprise Berri with.

Turbo's golden eyes glowed with pride as he peered out to the very peaks of his city, from the lower laying pool he comfortable waded in, though he perked a little as he could hear Berri quietly and softly shuffling out of her tight clothes. Although his heart raced with anticipation, and he silently promised her that he'd behave, he cocked an eyebrow and felt excited to test all of these brand new limits now available to him. Knowing Berri's fragile, needy soul was impending to be all his, as well as his soul for her, he ever so slowly did everything he could to peer his bashful, desperately curious gaze over his right shoulder whilst going unnoticed. With great success, he held his breath though suddenly felt his smile sag to that of a droop of unmitigated, almost star-struck surprise, he froze every single muscle in his body with the sight he was now successfully stealing. In a bounce, wriggle and worm out of her skinny jeans as well as her tight, strappy, black body suit, Turbo firmly raised his eyebrows in heart thumping delight at the raw sight before him. Easily stripping down to nothing but a black bra and matching thong, Turbo felt dumb over the fact that he couldn't stop his jaw from lightly hanging open.

He snapped his teeth shut tight and quickly averted his gaze back over his shoulder the second Berri's bent over position quickly snapped to a stand after worming her feet out of the dropped ankles of her skinny jeans. His now viciously blushed, peachy glowing eyes anxiously darted about the gentle waves of blue water out before him as he returned to the position of having his back fully turned to Berri's shedding figure, he bit his bottom lip in a jolt of confidence that hit him square across the face and then viciously left him. Stunned, heart racing, he inhaled a weak, shaky breath and so desperately tried to collect himself. Although lighter in weight in the sloshy water, he still heavily shifted on the balls of his feet, against the concrete on the bottom of his pool, and twiddled his fingers under the water, just before his midsection. He almost cursed himself for coming across so cocky in the draw of this evening; he was well aware he hadn't had any shred of physical, sexual action in decades, and it all began to billow in shown truth right in this instance of turning to goo over the simple, stolen glance of Berri's gorgeous, curvy, becoming-bare figure.

"Caughtcha looking," Berri mumbled in shy, playful disappointment, and though Turbo knew this was his cue to turn around and now properly witness Berri on her own terms, he still greatly hesitated for many reasons.

"S-Sorry," Turbo shrunk with a sheepish, now nervous smile as he bent his knees and sunk back into the water, though partly for embarrassing reasons he didn't want to be made blatantly obvious. With now only his shoulders and up exposed, he fully turned around and hesitantly glossed his eyes for Berri's figure, once more, though he relaxed once he saw she was sitting on the pool's edge, carefully and nervously only exposing her toes and feet to the cooler, relaxing water. He eased a relieved smile and knew he needed to let his brain at least attempt to catch up with the goo of thoughts now oozing about his brain, he cleared his throat and lulled his eyes closed in a long blink of humble cuteness, "You're very beautiful."

"Why, thank you," Berri eased in poised, mature, womanly delight, though her sweet tone held a very bratty, cute bite to it as she shrugged her bare shoulders.

Turbo exhaled a shaky breath and finally began to slowly cross the gap of pool between the two, he remained in the four or five foot deep water sunk and submerged to his shoulders in a show of slowly dissipating shyness. He humbly peered his peachy eyes to Berri's figure and felt glad that at least they were easing past the phase were overt, obvious glances of checking each other out now wasn't something they had to strictly hide. Turbo held his breath and was careful not to stare for too long, though he got a healthy fill of an ogling eyeful, Berri's beautiful figure was only simply concealed by a thin black bra, although she wasn't an incredibly busty individual, Turbo still did everything he could to not dorkily grin in satisfied, anticipatory delight. He cleared his throat and caught eyes with her, to which he finally stood and began to push closer to her, faster. She perked up a little and now peered to him in a quick rush of concern.

"I-It's kind of cold," Berri staggered with a giggle, though cued to Turbo's now quick attempt at softly clawing at the water, to get to her faster, she inhaled a sharp breath, scrunched her shoulders, hesitated to maybe think about standing and getting out of Turbo's gravity, she was well aware it was too late.

"C'mon, you just gotta dive in," Turbo pressed with a boyish smile as he finally approached her, although he was quick and certain, he still finally slowed once he was within a foot of her.

"Turbo," Berri huffed with a hard, shy giggle as he very bravely eased to the very edge of the pool, where she sat.

"Yes'm?" Turbo wondered cutely, Berri jolted in tender surprise the second Turbo's larger body now began to carefully scoop her into an embrace, his front and center easily wormed its way in between the tight, clenched bend of both her knees. He carefully wrapped one arm about her lower back and the other very bravely about the underside of her bare rear.

"Turbo, if you throw me, I will literally leave," Berri challenged firmly, though it trailed with a hard giggle as Turbo's confident, though slow moving actions didn't back down. She choked a silent, startled noise as he began to carefully lift her off of the pool's edge and in the motion of bringing her into the messily sloshing water all about them. She felt goosebumps trail her arms as she could feel Turbo's wider smile on her skin, he eased a few innocent kisses into the top of her shoulder and the start of her lower neck. Although she easily wanted to sink into these heightened feelings, she inhaled a sharp breath in reaction to the feel of the colder water on the undersides of her thighs, she jolted in pupil-tightening surprise and suddenly clasped her whole body to Turbo's in a sear of shock. With arms now slapped about Turbo's neck and legs doing everything they could to now wrangle their way about Turbo's waist, she choked him a few urgent notions and didn't even consider the rather promiscuous position they were now in, "TURBO, please, I'm serious-HOLY IT'S COLD."

"I know you don't now how to swim," Turbo pressed in a high pitched tone of full-on, playful patronizing, to which Berri wildly furrowed her eyebrows and crowned a huge, annoyed grin. Turbo patiently carried on as he began to sink back into the water, Berri latched tight to his figure, something he was absolutely certain would very quickly catch up to him, "It's scary at first, but you'll get the hang of it-"

"I know how to swim!" Berri choked a hard laugh, though with such, Turbo firmly sagged the two into the water, amost entirely submerged; Berri choked a loud holler of surprise and finally unhanded Turbo's figure, fully understanding that he wasn't going to play nice. She splashed away from him as the two were entirely lost in laughter, "I TRUSTED YOU!"

"Not the smartest idea," Turbo heaved a hard, deep laugh and unhanded Berri in return, she urgently pulled her now wet, brown hair out of her face and wiped her eyes as she began to wade in the water, it being too deep for her to properly stand. Turbo stood confidently, about a foot and a half of his body fully out of the water, he eyed Berri in a further show of cute tease and cocked an eyebrow, "Alright, small-fry, want to see what I was talking about earlier?"

"Oh, the ... Glass drop off aspect of this pool?" Berri sneered in disbelief, Turbo nodded and shot her a look of tease.

"Yeah, it's four feet deep over there, are you going to be able to stand?" Turbo meanly muttered with a clearly playful smile, though he jolted and uttered a sharp laugh as Berri firmly splashed a wave of water his way, fully soaking him. He wiped his face and beamed a wide smile, though jolted the second he saw Berri begin to smoothly and quickly swim in the direction they had been itching to go all night. He huffed a startled laugh and quickly kicked off to keep up with her, "Hey, wait up."

"I thought you were the fastest guy in Arcade?" Berri chimed, she shot Turbo a cheeky smile before sleekly diving into the water and vanishing under the surface, the last thing being seen was the gentle round of her wet, bare rear; he slowed his roll, cocked an eyebrow and was left in the still silence whilst Berri continued her effort underwater.

"I will be, I can almost guarantee it," Turbo muttered loudly to himself, insinuating something entirely different, he shook his head and with a nervous, silent grunt and a grit of his teeth, he bashfully readjusted the folds and tension in his now tighter, black underwear.

Berri inhaled a sharp breath as she finally resurfaced, at least twenty feet down the length of the pool, though she stopped once she came to the glassed edge. She raised her eyebrows in surprise that very quickly began to billow into entire uncertainty, as she peered into the four-foot shallower end of Turbo's lovely, glowing pool, she was wholly shocked to find that this sprawl of a shallow was entirely encased in glass, including the bottom of the pool. What lay underneath was something she was entirely sure was going to kill her, a plain view of the street and city directly below; a sixty-four floor drop to the concrete, the only thing in between her and the largest drop in the city was the thick, clear glass she had happened upon. The second she heard Turbo press closer to her in a confident stand, she threw her hands up and quickly began to take steps back, though the water slowed her movement.

"Hoooooo no, ho no, no sir," Berri easily choked nervous laughter as Turbo beamed a curious smile, halted and peered to her in unadulterated, beaming confusion. He furrowed his eyebrows, gestured out to the glass, shook his head and opened his mouth to quell her worries, though she carried on, "That glass breaks and we're nothing but water and shards of glass just rocketing to the STREET BELOW?"

"Berri, the glass will NOT break," Turbo pressed in whole confidence, he largely laughed and shook his head at her, though she crossed her arms and looked out to the city in an ironic show of riled glee and terror.

"Does it look like I want to chance it?" Berri staggered worried laughter, though Turbo softened and slowly pressed out to the glass for demonstration; he confidently stood on the glass, it remained entirely unwavering.

"Berri, you don't think I've tested this thing and reinforced it like there was no tomorrow?" Turbo cooed warmly, he gestured to his bare, muscular chest and gave her a coy smile, the peak of the lip of his black boxer briefs came into view with the dip and rise of the cool water on his lovely, glossy grey skin, "This glass is like a foot thick. There's absolutely nothing to worry about."

Berri peered to him in blushing contemplation, eyed his figure in a secretive, girly show of nervousness and finally allowed her eyes to peer about the gorgeous display of city life and lights underneath Turbo. A beautiful display both of scenery and full trust, Berri sagged her shoulders and knew Turbo was King at getting her to cave in on herself.

"C'mon, you know you can trust me," Turbo pressed warmly, he finally bent his knees and eased deeper into the water, he began to slowly approach her as his shoulders and upper chest, and up, was now the only thing not submerged. He looked up at Berri and came within a few feet of her, "Just hold on to me. I'll take care of the rest."

Turbo gingerly opened an arm and insinuated for her to latch on to him, like what she was doing not a few minutes ago. He long-blinked in warm, welcoming delight and gave her a knowing look, he hoped his calm words would press a further show of insinuation, a gentle kiss of hope that she would throw in the towel and let him test out his skills at being a proper, loving boyfriend, once more. Berri inhaled a shaky breath, eased a hesitant nod and finally allowed her hand to ease into Turbo's, which was tenderly opened and outstretched under the water, near her thigh. With a grip, Turbo planted his feet and awaited Berri's fragile presence, and with the approach and sink of her body, his eyes glossed her shiny skin, wet goodness that practically twinkled underneath all the city lights about them. Turbo's golden eyes continuously eased in and out of said bashful, peachy color, something Berri finally took note of.

"You sir, are a very blushy individual," Berri's warm, womanly voice soothed over Turbo's shivering soul like honey, something he easily beamed a smug, closed-mouth grin up into Berri's disposition. He finally huffed a shaky chuckle and very easily welcomed Berri into his gravity, like they had been doing it for years, she fit her body into his like a missing jigsaw piece. With the gentle drape of her arms about his thick neck and a loose grip of her thighs and lower legs about his waist, Turbo wasted no time in wrapping her little body up in his masculine arms and supporting her against his upper body, her tender voice continued in a bashful hush as she hovered half a foot above and in front of his wet face, "I guess I'm just glad you can't really see my face, right now."

"I CAN see your face, it's been red all night," Turbo warmly eased to her, he could feel his heart race a million miles an hour with the official feel of her wet, slippery bare skin on his, this feeling of being tangled up in her arms and legs now immediately felt surreal; something he had been fantasizing for awhile now, though seeing as it was now upon him, daintily plopped right into his reality, his head swam.

"You're attractive, okay?" Berri mumbled cutely, she looked off in shy, smiling sweetness, though she raised her eyebrows in surprise as Turbo's back gingerly sagged to the pool's definitive glass edge. Unbeknownst to Berri, he sat down on a low laying bench, under the water, easily bringing Berri now in a wide, easy straddle on his lap. Turbo inhaled a shaky breath and held his hands to the dip of Berri's little waist, he kept his modest, gentle eye contact into hers, and although she hesitantly eased to a sit in his lap, he was entirely sure she could feel the protruding distention of his hidden desire, no matter how well he concealed it all. Berri's little rib cage shakily expanded, she pressed her hands to Turbo's lower chest, under the gentle slosh of crystal clear pool water, and tried her hardest to carry on whilst wiping the delirious, dorky smile from her mouth, "I actually really like that your eyes gives away your mood. I don't have too much guesswork."

"Lucky you," Turbo mumbled cutely, he wrinkled his nose and daintily shook his head at her; she eased a sudden giggle, scrunched her shoulders and finally began to relax in Turbo's presence, he heaved a long, raspy sigh, looked off in the easier flow of their conversing and gave her a softer smile, "It's been awhile since I've seen the result of a peachy color bouncing off of someone in close proximity to me, like such."

"Yeah?" Berri trailed warmly, she allowed her liberal, physical contact of her submerged hands feel the gentle, subtle dips and curves in Turbo's ab muscles, not extremely prominent, though something Berri was eager to finally explore and touch, once and for all. She bobbed a small nod and, although she had these little waves of confidence, her eyes caught with something faintly glowing under the water; the gorgeous, larger honeycomb markers of Turbo's stressor points, they ever so faintly glowed a gentle red on the dips of his lower hip bones, as well as right over his heart. Berri cocked an eyebrow and felt her breath catch, she desperately tried to press on without a tremble in her voice, "Y-Your... Core coding, what's that about?"

"I-If... I'm being honest with you, it actually is uncomfortable to continue concealing, like what I have been all night," Turbo innocently mumbled, he heaved a shaky breath, bobbed a shy nod and peered to her in a show of gentle humility, "I... Have never experienced anything like this with someone, whilst being so well-versed in core coding, so... This is all new to me."

"Oh, so, like... If you feel an emotion strong enough, your stressor marks appear no matter what?" Berri curiously wondered, she tried to lighten the air between them, and although Turbo confidently allowed her to remain sat on him like what she was, she could easily tell he was on the verge of shutting down and proving to her that he was almost just as inexperienced in this realm as she was. She wiped any amount of teasing she could deliver, her eyes held a great deal of warmth and understanding, something Turbo immediately softened to and showed gratitude for.

"Y-Yeah, because I've spent so much time honing this skill, I guess... It just comes a little TOO easily," Turbo huffed shakily, he finally swallowed a hard, nervous gulp and began to show true colors, how desperately he had tried to come across as confident and sure of himself was probably somewhat true in the first throes of romance, though now that they were in the deeper end of this journey, hovering hundreds of feet over his own glistening city, she earnestly smiled into his eyes and was thrilled to see a show of humility now wash over him, a cute display of genuine uncertainty. Berri finally huffed a small giggle of appreciation, something Turbo rolled his eyes to and beamed a shy smile off to the side, "Just... Don't mind me, I'll be here, a glowing MESS."

"It's okay, honestly, I'm flattered," Berri so warmly assured, she eased her hands to his broad shoulders and was entirely thrilled to see the bigger, heftier stressor marks on his jugular begin to appear; it all began to click, everything he was made of was so tenderly on display before her, she finally stepped into rhythm with him and softened into a realm of genuine, physical conversation. She warmly dared to reach her thumb and side of her palm for the now faintly glowing stressor on the left side of his jugular, though within touching it, Turbo flinched in surprise as it flared a little and suddenly glowed a bit brighter than what it was. Berri raised her eyebrows in surprise and side-eyed Turbo in curiosity, "These are... Vocal stressors. I'm going to assume that... You communicated a need to me, you were open and honest and voiced your opinion. Is that what's going on here?"

"Correct," Turbo warmly assured, his voice was low and patient, he hovered in his peachy eye contact, his faintly glowing few stressors, he soaked in Berri's entire presence and felt the universe bevel underneath them, in this instance. He narrowed his gaze and patiently watched her thoughtful process, the way her curious, beautiful eyes scanned the hefty stressors glowing on his throat and chest, the innocent wonder in her demeanor, the endless amount of love and patience she was here to fully give him, his hands so gently gripped her wide hips as he held fast to this brand new reality of his. He long-blinked in sweetness and entirely assured himself that there was absolutely no where he'd rather be, no one he'd rather be with, he softened even further and was glad to finally have her eye contact, once more, "You've learned well. I'm just... So glad I can teach everything in me to someone whose willing to learn. I tried to teach Lash all of this drama and he wanted nothing to do with it."

"I'm your clay to mold," Berri chimed in cuteness, though she side-eyed Turbo in sneakiness and allowed her womanly voice to coat his in certainty, "Though, only if you're willing to learn a few things from ME, in the process."

"Absolutely," Turbo assured, a quick response to entirely affirm that he, too, was hers to mold, whether that be in normal or sexual ventures, he surrendered everything he was to her in this final instance, well aware he would never trade any of it for the entire planet. Although still sapped in a rise of nervousness, he did whatever he could to at least gain a little bit of normality between the two. Against the crisp, even plane of his infinity pool, where water met the reflection of the sky in seamless, effortless clarity, he gently inhaled a shaky breath and lifted both his arms out of the water, he easily rested them up and back in a lull at the edge of the very thick glass his back was pressed to. Berri gently got a bit more comfortable on Turbo's lap, within her wide straddle, and eased her hands to his lower chest; Turbo could tell she was now becoming very careful about not touching the stressors on his hips for fear of not entirely knowing what would happen. Turbo eased a soft, shaky chuckle and peered to her in warm humility, "I've got a long way to go, when it comes to relearning, well... Life."

"Why do you say that?" Berri tenderly wondered, Turbo shrugged his masculine shoulders and barely looked up to the dark, empty, light polluted sky above the two.

"You've brought a new perspective, to me, when it comes to, well... Th-this kind of thing," Turbo staggered nervously, though he sagged and was thrilled Berri's lovely, patient eyes held tight to his, "My mind, my whole life, has begged me to rush and go fast, and get things done quickly, but... You've taught me to slow down. I think it's still going to take some time until I actually perfect it, but..."

"You've come a very long way," Berri kindly and confidently assured, she bobbed a soft nod and carefully rubbed her palm over the stressor confidently glowing directly where his heart would be. He silently huffed a breath as said stressor glowed brighter under her touch, she cocked an eyebrow and lovingly rubbed, hoping to encourage him, "This is interesting... I had no idea stressors were so incredibly touch-sensitive, like this."

"You have no clue," Turbo muttered in crumpling delight, he heaved a shaky, silent breath and eased her a wide, sheepish smile, a toothy display of his prominent canines, Berri's heart melted as his bashful eyes glossed about the squish of her wet breasts, amidst her palms reach over his heart, he was well aware he was now becoming obviously unhinged in the cutest of ways, he long-blinked in bittersweet delight and did anything to keep his mind straight, "...You enjoying the view?"

"I most certainly am," Berri assured as her eyes quickly scanned Turbo's glorious city, along with an easy assessment of Sugar Rush's beautiful, glowing palace tight on the horizon; she cocked an eyebrow and sat back a little, now fully aware that she was making things very difficult for Turbo's crumpling, squirmy demeanor, "Are YOU?"

"Oh, absolutely," Turbo's voice trembled a hard chuckle as Berri beamed him a knowing, authoritative grin. He fluttered his peachy, glowing eyes and tried desperately not to be too greedy with just how many downward glances he stole of Berri's beautiful body, though she seemed to show flatter from it all, something Turbo was relieved about. As if to prove to him that this show was for his eyes only, from here on out, Turbo tenderly gripped her hips and gave her a smile of gentle gratitude, "Y-You're... You're very sexy."

"Only for you," Berri assured warmly, she gave him a knowing look of cute affirmation and eased a small nod, though before Turbo could properly melt right into the pool's glowing oblivion, she heaved a soft giggle, sat up a little straighter and gestured down to Turbo's center, "Why don't you tell me a little bit more about these last two stressors, babe. You look like you're on cloud nine, right now, and... If I'm being entirely blunt, I'd like to catch up."

Turbo raised his eyebrows in poised, prickled surprise as he honed his eyes tight to Berri's; he was very well aware she had a solid amount of alcohol in her system, and although she wasn't messy or incoherent, he could most definitely tell that any would-be shy fronts that typically would come rushing his way, in a walled off reserved show of just what the epitome of a wall-flower looked like, were easily stamped out due to the rush of sprinkled confidence the drink likely gave her. Not complaining, he still tread lightly. With a clear of his throat and a gentle adjustment of his sitting position, to be a bit straighter and not so slouched, he heaved a shaky, long breath through his nose and begged himself to get ahold of his feelings. He shot her a cute, sneaky smile and narrowed his eyes in remembering delight.

"You want an explanation, adamantly ONLY an explanation," Turbo recalled from their previous conversation from this topic, he softened his disposition and eased her a cute chuckle, though Berri raised her eyebrows in shy surprise and eased an uncertain nod.

"Explanation, or... Demonstration, which... Ever happens, happens," Berri now shyly stated, cueing Turbo to now navigate such a tricky show of confidence and naive shyness, he held his breath and felt his stomach drop in floored, anticipatory terror and delight, all in one fell swoop.

"Wh-why don't we... Make this not so intense," Turbo pressed through a huff of a laugh, he was well aware the two were in position to be sucked into a lot of physical drama quick. With tenderness, he successfully maneuvered Berri's sitting position so that she was sat across his lap, bridal style. He easily cradled her upper shoulders with his left arm and smiled down at her with soft success, "These two stressors are a bit trickier, they include a LOT more emotion, some of which aren't even initially sexual."

"Like every other one, there seems to be pros and cons to each," Berri mumbled softly, she tucked her arms across her center and rested the side of her head against the bend of Turbo's strong left bicep and peck, he lovingly smiled down at her and eased a nod, his careful hand so tenderly rested across her bare left thigh.

"There's triggers as well as causes for build up and release... So, for these two," Turbo gently tapped his fingers to Berri's broader, wider hip bones, each one, and although her stressors weren't glowing, he was almost certain he knew where they lay. Although he touched said points, she didn't flinch, leaving him confident that she still wasn't as in-tune with it all yet, such as himself, "These stressors act as motivators. They're right on your hips, so they could easily ignite in instances where your drive accounts for physically GETTING somewhere quick. These stressors are connected to the thicker coded arteries in your thighs, so on rare occasion, the flare up, or use for these, aren't even sexual."

"But I guess not as often as the latter?" Berri wondered tenderly, Turbo nodded and lulled his eyes closed; he bashfully glanced down to his stressors, now confidently glowing, and knew he shouldn't be so embarrassed about it.

"Correct... It's more heavily laced with sexual desire and attraction, and obviously any release would be purely a physical expel of coding... I-In my case," Turbo pressed his hand to his chest and peered to Berri in soft, cheeky, wary conclusion, "I... Honestly have no clue what it would be for, in females, because, well... You're not really expelling anything."

"It's still a release," Berri shrugged, she seemed confident in this topic, something Turbo cued to; he eyed her in softness and, although the two were not nearly that personal with each other just yet, he smiled and understood, from here, she was well versed in the act of self service.

"You're right. Another thing that could potentially weaken or 'clog' these stressors, outside of lack of sexual activity, is lethargy or lack of legitimate, physical activity," Turbo calmly expressed, he lulled his eyes closed and was sure he was about to have an out of body experience. Although not wanting to push her into doing anything she was uncomfortable with, he dared to curiously peer to her in whole shyness, "Do... You want me to help you in accessing them on your own, verbally? It's the same with any of the other stressors, just... A-A bit more intimate."

"I'd like that," Berri mumbled nervously, though honestly. She peered to Turbo in soft curiosity and was entirely aware this would lead somewhere, though just exactly where and when, she had no grasp of an idea, "I guess I'm... Kind of embarrassed about it."

"D-Does it help that I've reached said point of embarrassment before you?" Turbo uttered with a sneaky smile, the two finally shared a hearty laugh of cute conclusion as Berri adjusted her position just a little and tucked her short hair behind her ears.

"Yes, actually, I-I... Forgot," Berri mumbled cutely, she bashfully peered into Turbo's peachy eyes, "You're just so good at cueing it all, I just assume you're as cool as a cucumber."

"Not... Even a little," Turbo blurt with a shy laugh and a nervous shake of his head, though he long-blinked in surprise the second Berri grunted, sat up a bit, turned about on Turbo's lap and began to readjust herself a little. Turbo raised his eyebrows in further heart racing surprise as Berri finally sagged back to Turbo's lap, though this time, she was faced away from him and sat in a soft, easy straddle tucked over his bent, propped left thigh, both of his feet rested firmly against the pool's concrete bottom. Turbo gently held the sides of Berri's hips and heaved a shaky breath as she continued to situate herself a little, "Get comfortable, whatever you need to do."

"Thank you, sorry I just... Was comfortable laying like that, but I didn't want to get drowsy and fall asleep," Berri giggled, she snuggled her almost bare back into the broad of Turbo's chest and finally rested against him as they sat comfortably in the waist deep water they were still in. She inhaled a deep breath, eased the back of her head to the broad of Turbo's strong, left shoulder and fluttered her eyes in a cute contemplation of readiness, "Okay, I'm... Listening."

Turbo relaxed with Berri's smaller, beautiful body gently propped up against the expansion of his strong chest, he so tenderly rested his hands on the sides of her hips and now felt entirely sure he was on another planet. Although not a secret that he was entirely turned on, he still felt a lump catch in his throat with the idea that his solid, throbbing distention was still securely tucked up and away from Berri's knowledge. Hoping to keep it that way for as long as he could, he exhaled a long, steady breath through his nose and centered every single last need of his to urgently channel towards Berri's fragile soul, before him. Although a give and take of knowledge, he sneakily smiled a cute smirk on her bare shoulder and was glad that he could give her a good, healthy dose of a lesson, here in this raw, intimate bout of firsts, for the two, as a proper couple.

"Like you noticed, two other stressor points play a part in this, most times," Turbo started, his deep voice splayed into the side of her head and neck, into her ear, he eased a bashful smile down to her beautiful body as he now had a full view of everything, a downward angle of her glorious, curvy body, he raised his eyebrows in delight and was floored to see cute little goosebumps begin to splay her neck and breasts, right where his raspy voice was pressing, "Heart and voice... You don't have to verbally tell me what's on your mind, but at least keep any positive notions of desire in your own line of communication, however you choose to express it. Whatever's on your heart, make sure your mind is in on it. That'll fuel everything forward."

"Like... Intimate desires?" Berri daintily wondered as her beautiful eyes lazily stared ahead, down the glowing, never-ending length of the opposite end of his rectangular pool.

"Anything that would bring about motivation," Turbo pressed quietly, he did due diligence in only just barely keeping his fingers to the sides of Berri's hips, so to be as non-invasive for as long as he could in this little lesson of stressors. He knew she needed this information for herself, though he knew he'd be lying to himself if he wasn't searching for an opportunity to eventually dive in. Turbo inhaled a shaky breath, in the expansion and rise of his strong chest, she daintily moved with his breathing, her relaxed body sagged back into his, "However that translates, here... Ask yourself maybe what would be motivating you in this instance?"

"... You," Berri eased in soft-spoken confidence, she fluttered her eyes closed and smiled, though Turbo raised his eyebrows in prickled surprise and was floored she actually answered him.

"... Yeah?" Turbo pressed quietly, having been certain she'd just shyly reside in her own thoughts, though the fact that she was opening up about it, he wondered if he could help this along quicker, "What about me?"

"I... I love you, I'm motivated to, well... Prove that to you," Berri now shyly pressed, she eased a cute little smile and now bashfully turned her head so that her nose and upper face was tucked into the side of Turbo's jaw and upper neck. She carried on just underneath his ear in a hushed tone, "I'm just really... Really glad you snatched me up."

"On my nightly prowl," Turbo grumbled teasingly, referring to their previous conversation down on Orion City's streets, he eased a wide, shy grin down to her bare shoulder and held still for her, "You don't have to prove anything to me... But, I'm glad you're here. I'm... Honored you're letting me in."

"Only you," Berri assured in a whisper, she lulled her eyes closed for good and now allowed herself to get entirely lost in thought, and with such delirious thoughts, she inhaled a silent breath and knew that, although she had a pair of eyes on her, she felt safety and security so high above the city, safely nestled deep in Turbo's protective, loving grip. Well aware that any troubles she had were left strictly at Sugar Rush's entrance, she felt a shiver go through her body as she allowed herself to finally relish in another level of feeling settled. Although a bit more anxious and heightened than a typical settle of relaxation, she relished in it and now began to feel the needy desire to have an itch of hers scratched. Berri bashfully fluttered her eyes and, although she took note of the deep inhale Turbo took so to continue talking, she warmly beat him to it and eased him a hushed, embarrassed inquiry, "C-Can... You also tell me what you're thinking of?"

"Wh-where to even start," Turbo huffed in already exhausted, sweet delight, the two shared wide, toothy smiles of shyness, he was eternally careful to keep his hands strictly on the sides of her hips, "I'm thinking... How the hell did I get so incredibly lucky?"

"Stop," Berri heaved a silent giggle into his jaw line, she fluttered her eyes shut and felt desire continue to sweep over her.

"You already know mostly how I feel about you," Turbo's deep voice glossed her wet, bare shoulder, though he cocked an eyebrow and now took note of the stressor marks on her heart, as well as on her jugular, began to so softly glow confident, silver circles of circuits. He felt his heart jump in success as he hurried to press on in quiet conclusion, "And... I-I know I've said it like three times now, but, you're... Stunning. I think about you a lot when... Well..."

"You for me, too," Berri rushed to agree above a whisper, she shyly continued to keep her nose and upper face tucked into the side of Turbo's jaw and neck, she shook her head and inhaled a nervous breath as she just barely shifted in Turbo's lap, to get further comfortable, "You're one to talk, dude."

"It's the tattoo, isn't it," Turbo mumbled, Berri blurt a hard giggle and scrunched her shoulders as she snuggled her back deeper into the broad of Turbo's strong chest, he easily welcomed her and shared a wide grin with her.

He long-blinked in warm, stirring delight and easily leaned his face down to give her bare shoulder a few firm kisses, though in the gentle press of said lingering smooch, his eyes happily glossed her wet, half-submerged breasts and further down her body. He raised his eyebrows in hot, delirious surprise as to just what the trail of his eyes finally came to. Although the two stressors on her hips were only now faintly glowing, he felt his heart stop at the dim, barely seen sight of her own hand sneakily eased between her own thighs. Uncertain of even what to say or do next, he felt his brain short circuit in the wonderment of this whole ride. In one direction, his brain yelled at him to stay put and leave her to her own devices, whilst the other corners of his brain all eagerly screamed to dive in and help her, continue prodding words of encouragement, anything to help her carry on, he urgently peered down all of his choices in a heart-stopping crawl of unmitigated terror. He inhaled a shaky breath on her shoulder and, although said inhale shifted her body just barely, he could still feel her own, subtle stirring movements; he lulled his eyes closed and was well aware he was now in the presence of someone who had very apprehensively handed over a great deal of certain trust. Knowing this wasn't something to mess with, he sagged a little and followed his strict rule of taking things slow and easy, something that has brought him so much success, thus far.

"Chase that feeling," Turbo warmly instructed above a whisper, he eased a shy smile onto her shoulder and felt a swathe of humility and honor hit him square between the eyes, he long-blinked in delirious shock and felt his heart begin to pound at the raw and open fact that this incredible woman was all his, was finally allowing herself to open up. He carefully assessed her and was quick to notice that she had crowned an apprehensive look of nervous delight, the flutter of her eye lids into a sag of almost lightly squirming uncertainty, he cocked an eyebrow and wondered if he should continue to verbally help her along. He softly pressed her a whisper of a sneaky inquiry, a question he was very certain he already had the answer to, "What do you need, baby."

Berri inhaled a shaky, dry inhale and clumsily planted her free, right hand into the gentle dip of her right thigh, though in said aimless, soft grappling, she finally groped far enough about her hip to Turbo's hands, still delicately held to her sides. In whole silent inquiry, she gently gripped his first three fingers and began to softly pull said fingers to her still dimly glowing stressor mark on her right hip. Adamant to forever bow to her needs, Turbo smiled in cued sneakiness and, although not trying to hold back too much, he carefully pressed his fingers into the glowing circle of a circuit mark into the dig of her hip bone. He raised his eyebrows in delirious surprise the second her spine just barely tensed, as if that was becoming the answer to all her silent, burning questions. Turbo huffed a shaky breath on her shoulder and so tenderly squeezed said stressor, he eased his confidently glowing, peachy gaze to a close and felt as if his heart was surely about to explode with emotion.

"Th-this changes everything," Berri huffed a trembling, exasperated giggle of a whisper into Turbo's cheek, she fluttered her eyes in delirious surprise and felt her body tense at the feel of Turbo's left hand now sliding across the skin of her other hip so to continue adding to this experience.

"Doesn't it?" Turbo so sweetly pressed into the top of her shoulder, he warmly kissed her skin a few times, though as he eased his left hand to the stressor on her left hip in a warm tug, he huffed a hard chuckle through his nose the second Berri silently gasped in surprise and lightly stiffened in further surprise.

"I don't even know who I am, anymore," Berri huffed a trembling, cute little laugh up to the sky as she finally lulled her head back fully onto Turbo's broad shoulder with a splay of her short, wet brown hair. Turbo firmly squeezed her hips as his fingers lovingly continued to tug and prod deep into the skin on her confidently glowing stressor marks, curved into her wider hip bones.

"Berri," Turbo's deep, raspy voice so slowly trailed in a sultry, sweet tone, just above a whisper, his hot breath glossed her wet clavicles with a sneaky smile.

He could tell Berri was holding herself back due to the very timid, gentle squirms and motions she deployed on herself, his bashful eyes could see her faintly glowing stress marks line her temples in a defeated way, as if to promise they would eventually get the better of her. Eager to end her stress entirely, he inhaled a confident breath and knew he needed to override Berri's troubles and supply her with every good feeling he could possibly supply to her. He concentrated his eyes where her hand lay, a soft and messy few gestures of a motion she supplied herself, he narrowed his gaze and was well aware she could continue on and still feel great, though he knew adding an element of surprise would put every ounce of her worries on a permanent pause.

"I-I regret not asking you about this, long ago," Berri whimpered with another shaky, quiet giggle into Turbo's wet skin, the stressors on her jugular and the left space of her sternum glowed brightly as everything finally came piecing together, a unison of connected harmony Turbo was floored actually intertwined with such ease.

"Well, you don't have to wait any longer," Turbo cutely and quietly assured as he gently gave her stressors one last tug with both of his hands free, "I got just what the doctor ordered."

With every last ounce of bravery to his own name, Turbo held his breath and removed his right hand from it's previous duty of massaging Berri's ever so sensitive stressor mark, on her hip. In an easy swoop, he carefully ducked his hand underneath Berri's, sagged in between her thighs, and in a firm override of her own educated, pre-planned and premeditated actions, Turbo cautiously wormed his fingertips into the tight cloth of her underwear, he so carefully wrinkled his first two fingers into the delicate nook of her bare groin. Thankful he prepared for it, Berri gasped a sharp inhale, stiffened her spine in unmitigated surprise and shoved her back firmly into Turbo's broad chest. She nervously sagged her bare legs in a bit of a deeper spread over the now loose straddle she had over Turbo's left thigh, her now free hands urgently grappled Turbo's thick, strong wrists, she choked a few startled, quiet noises of exasperated, delirious surprise, and it was from here Turbo was entirely thrilled she likely had no clue what to do with herself but just feel every single last ounce of her feelings. Although prepared, Turbo huffed a shaky chuckle of a breath, lightly surprised by Berri's gentle recoil, he faltered to breathe correctly as he methodically began to gingerly dig at the most sensitive spot on her whole body, the pool water about them grew a bit more lively in a sloshing mess of stirring movement.

Berri choked another inhale of surprise and felt her insides shake with terrified delight. As if her brain now had to quickly catch up with Turbo's very brave and confident endeavors, she long-blinked her aimless, delirious gaze up to the sky as her head lulled back to Turbo's broad shoulder in defeat. She urgently continued to keep a grip on Turbo's wrists whilst his left hand remained dug tight to her left stressor, though she felt her body surge in raw waves of delight as his right hand diligently kept up a rhythm of making sure that itch, of hers, was well scratched and satiated. Berri swallowed hard, clenched her teeth and continued to lightly sag deeper and harder into Turbo's broad chest, she squirmed in nervous delight and was almost unsure if this all was even taking place. The feeling of his strong, confident hands so ready to please, so capable of an eternal amount of love, Berri grit her teeth and felt as if she was sinking deeper and deeper into his protective embrace, the feel of his strong arms about her had her sure this was the place she was due to be laid to eternal rest, something she would gladly come to peaceful terms with, right here and now, if it were to be Turbo sending her off, vanquishing every ounce of stress and trouble she ever harbored in her body.

Turbo raised his eyebrows in unmitigated surprise, he huffed her a shaky breath and sagged in continued surprise as her now gently writhing body seemingly begged for this strong of a release. As if out of one of his own fantasies, realized right before his eyes, Berri sagged her head back to his shoulder, lulled her mouth to his ear and huffed him a quivering, whispering moan of his name, her wet mouth just barely graced his earlobe, he was absolutely sure that the goosebumps she caused would permanently remain an angry splay of hair-raising delight, on his grey skin, for the rest of his life. A dream to hear his own name come shaking from her figure, like such, he volleyed her a shaky, silent, knowing chuckle, as if to assure her that this was just as great for him as it was for her, and with such, he lovingly tucked into the little bend of her neck and hungrily tasted her skin. In the dig of his firm, circular motion between the heat of her thighs under the sloshing water, he trembled a few panting breaths against her throat as his firm and throbbing distention almost angrily resisted his underwear, it cozily dug along her upper right thigh as he did everything he could to sit still for her.

Berri lulled her head back and forth a few times, uncertain of what to even do with herself at this point, she so gently squirmed and jostled in a fit of now not knowing just where to put all of this pent up energy that was about to come bursting forth. She grit her teeth as Turbo's diligent motion became larger and confident with firm, muscled fervor, she grimaced and, knowing full well she couldn't help much of anything at this point, she just barely began to thrust against Turbo's larger hand. In a quaking, quiet moan, she whimpered his name in a plea of cute uncertainty as her breasts softly heaved in sporadic panting, her hands continued to remain eternally gripped to Turbo's wrists, as if she was making clear that he was wanted right here, exactly where he was. In a fit of giving up, Berri's nervous squirming became a bit more urgent, she finally unhanded Turbo's wrists and took her submerged arms out of the water. In a defeated drape down Turbo's strong, muscular chest, she raised her arms up and about the back of Turbo's neck, up and behind herself. She held on tight to him and allowed him full control of everything, from here on out, she was wholly certain her world was now beveling into a sparkling, explosive, starry black hole.

Turbo quietly ushered her a few shaky words of encouragement into her ear, he kept up the diligent motion of squeezing, tugging and digging of both of his hands, though as he quickened and did everything he could to steady Berri's own unfolding, earthquake of final becoming, he lulled his eyes closed and whispered her a promise of vanquished stress. Turbo smiled in scheming, cheeky, bashful delight as Berri grit her teeth and choked a quiet noise of surprise, the pop of coding that angrily swirled underneath her skin, she succumbed to his fervor of diligent strong-arming and coughed a noise of quiet, pent up urgency, almost as if to promise that she most definitely had it in her to yell and boast her pleasure to the world, though she shyly reserved herself. Amidst the urgency of their writhing, the stiff rile of her core and back pressed firmly against his body, he panted on her wet shoulder and collar and fluttered his eyes open in continued curiosity once her feverous writhing began to sag after the height of it all. Turbo gently glossed his eyes down her beautiful, now lightly squirming body and assessed her stressors, though he furrowed his eyebrows in a prickle of concern the second he saw Berri's stressor marks flicker in a cue, and then confidently hold a white glow, every single stressor to her name; even the ones on the soles of her feet, ones of which have been entirely absent until now. Turbo furrowed his eyebrows harder as Berri's whole entire body went limp against him in panting exhaustion. Turbo halted his movements, carefully removed his hands from the sensitive points of her body and just barely moved to sit up.

"... Babe?" Turbo pressed in quiet, cute nervousness, though he felt his heart come to a halt the second Berri's limpness now read a further amount of sag well beyond just simply being cutely exhausted after a coded orgasm.

Turbo froze in a roll of nervous terror and firmly dug his two first fingers into the pulse on her jugular. He was thrilled her pulse was still going, a crazy pace as well, though with the collection of his thoughts, the sudden roller coaster he was on, he softly hovered in patient stillness and assessed everything that had just taken place. Certain that said becoming was likely far greater than anything she had experienced, coupled with her insane amount of stress, he un-boggled his oozing brain and tried desperately to grasp at reality as he carefully cared for Berri's now unconscious, released and relaxed body. Although he was now quickly going through every code room check to run through, on Berri's fully exhausted figure, he sagged and lulled his eyes closed in heart pounding shock. He huffed himself a soft, elated chuckle, rubbed his forehead in unadulterated surprise and grinned down to Berri's sleepy face, still gently gaped with the roll of pleasure that coursed through her; she soundly slept, something he almost was now grateful for. Although one sided and for her benefit only, he ever so carefully adjusted her so she was in his arms, bridal style, once more and quietly told himself that he'd get his shining moment of pleasure, one day, for this night was hers to claim, an ultimate thwart of her built up stress that was long overdue. With care, he slowly began to exit his pool, certain of her good night's sleep, he smirked in hot delight and was now entirely sure his side of this pleasurable experience would send him off with sweet dreams, as well.