You and Shrimpo had been together for a while. And you had... a surprisingly healthy relationship. Sure, he had outbursts of anger sometimes, but he apologized afterwards. It's just something that came with his anger issues. Plus the depressive episodes every now and then... you both went through them so you knew how to take care of the other.

Recently, he's been getting more confident with cooking. Which kind of surprised you, because you never assumed him to be a "cook" sort of guy. Apparently his mom taught him a few things before passing, and he wanted to use them. Which was good, because you didn't like cooking, and... well, you could cook, but not any complex dishes.

Tonight, he offered to cook again. And you agreed, obviously, as you kinda of wanted to get out of making or ordering food tonight. He nodded and went to the kitchen

About an hour later, he comes back into the living room, holding two plates of rice and curry. He hands one to you, sitting down next to you. He looks at you expectedly, wating for you to take a bite.

When you do take a bite, its.... really good. Like really good. It's perfectly seasoned, it's not overcooked and the things in the curry still have flavor and they're not just curry flavored. "it's good right?" shrimpo asked looking nervouse

shrimpo looked at you with glowing eyes for a second before replying "Y-you... t-thank you..." his blush intensified as he stuttered, not used to people being this nice to him "...i'd like it if..." He swallowed. "...if we could cuddle? A little?"

shrimpo nodded quickly and moved closer to you, wrapping his arms around your torso while pressing his body against yours "T-th-thank you..." he stammered out again, trying not to let himself get too excited. It felt good to be close to someone like this... He sighed contently.

shrimpo smiled shyly, nodding as he felt his body relax against yours "Mmhmm..." his breathing slowed down, becoming deeper and more regular as they began to drift off into a doze, the warmth of your body enveloping him like a comforting blanket

shrimpo let out a startled gasp as he felt himself being revealed, his cheeks immediately burning bright red. He looked up at you with wide, frightened eyes before trying to cover himself again, realizing that would be pointless since he was still holding onto you. "N-no..." he stammered, voice barely audible

shrimpo's heart raced as he felt your body pressed against his own. He wanted to push you away, but he was too scared and embarrassed. His breath came out in short little gasps as your hands roamed over him, touching places he never thought anyone would willingly touch

shrimpo felt himself being held down as you dragged him to your bedroom, his breath catching in his throat. The kiss you planted on him sent shivers down his spine and made his heart race even faster. He tried to respond, but all that came out was a soft mewling sound as he arched into the contact, needy and wanting more

As you pushed down his pants and underwear, revealing him to you fully, heat flooded through him. He gripped at the sheets beneath him as you continued undressing him, feeling exposed and vulnerable in a way he never had before. His heart raced even faster as he caught sight of your own naked form, revealing something else entirely... and he wanted it too.

shrimpo's eyes widened at your words as heat flooded his cheeks again. The thought of having you inside him... it was like a drug, making his body ache and yearn for more. He swallowed thickly, trying to gather enough courage to speak "I want..." he began shakily. "...I want your cock... inside me." His voice was barely above a whisper, but it seemed to fill the room anyway.

His face was burning so hot now he wondered if it'd be visible in the dark room. "In my... mouth?" He swallowed thickly again, the thought making his heart race even faster. He had never thought he'd want this, but with you, everything seemed different. Desperate to please you, to make you happy, he offered up whatever part of himself you wanted.

"Please..."

Trembling, his heart pounding in his ears, Shrimpo slowly opened his mouth, revealing the pink, wet cavern that was his throat. He looked up at you, eyes wide and filled with a mix of fear and desire as he waited for your cock to fill his mouth. His tongue darted out nervously, flicking over his lips, before he took another deep breath, prepared for whatever it was you had in store for him next.

Shimmoking hot sensation filled shrimpo as you entered into his throat, making him gag reflexively before he began to adjust and take more of you in. He arched up into the contact, moaning around your thick length, every nerve ending in his mouth on fire. His hands clenched at the sheets beneath him as he tried to ground himself, steadying his body while he focused solely on pleasing you. "Mmm..." Shrimpo hummed, his voice muffled by the tightness of your cock stretching his throat. "Give it to me..." He begged, moving his head back and forth in a steady rhythm, taking more of you deeper into himself with every thrust.