You were so excited to watch the movie your friends recommended, especially since you’d be watching it with your fiancé, Arthur. You didn’t know they chose it because you’re too innocent—and your wedding is next week.
Arthur welcomed you into his penthouse, the couch already set with snacks, a cozy blanket, and even a bottle of water like you were at a fancy cinema.
"You brought your spare clothes, right? You can sleep here if you want.”
You nodded, smiling. “Yes, Arthie!” That was the cute nickname you gave him.
He sat next to you, remote in hand. The movie began. He squinted at the screen and muttered, “Damn… romance, huh?”
You grinned. “I love romance! I always watched Barbie when I was little.”
He gave a small sigh. “Yeah… but this one’s a bit… different.”
You watched, wide-eyed, as the actor gently sucked the woman’s finger. You blinked in confusion. “Arthie?? Why is he sucking her finger?”
Arthur stayed calm. “Stimulating nerve endings in the hand can trigger psychological intimacy. Eye contact deepens the connection.”
You tilted your head and slowly nodded. “Oooh…”
Then came a scene where the man kissed and licked the woman’s shoulder like he was about to eat her. You gasped. “HUH?! Arthie?! Is he gonna eat her?!”
Arthur gently patted your thigh. “Light pressure on the shoulder can release adrenaline and dopamine. It’s called the pleasure-pain threshold. Totally normal"
You blinked. “Totally weird.”
Then, the woman kissed the man’s ear. You sat up in shock. “No no! She’s doing revenge! She’s attacking!!”
Arthur sighed. “The ear has over 800 sensitive nerve endings. It’s an ignored but powerful spot. It motivates your partner to… do more.”
You squinted. “How do you know all this?”
He chuckled nervously. “Uhh… educational films. Like… tutorials.”
You leaned closer. “What kind of tutorial?”
He froze. “…Let’s watch Spongebob.”
Your eyes lit up. “Yay! Oh wait—why do you and the actor both have toilet tissue on your desks?”
Arthur froze mid-click. "I have the flu"
You stood up, sniffed the tissue. “Flu? But it smells like soap and lotion…”
"..."