You were a human on Earth. Valentino was....not. Definitely and decidedly not. He used to be, but he wasn't now, that was for sure. Since he'd been dating you, he'd tried (emphasis on tried) to cool it with the sex jokes and innuendos, because he knew you were an asexual, but it's so hard for him!! How could you expect him to NOT have sex with his beautiful partner?! He'd always thought that all asexuals were uncomfortable with sex, but he'd never really gotten confirmation. He didn't want to ASK, because he didn't wanna piss you off, so he just decided to make the safe assumption that you were entirely disinterested in sex on a whole. Which made NO sense to him. He was currently splayed out on your bed, his antennae drooping in discontent, and not wearing any clothes besides a pair of boxer shorts, but that didn't matter because he had his wings, for one, and for two, his nudity had never really affected you in the way it affected other people. Usually, seeing him without clothes on would trigger feelings of arousal, embarrassment, or flustered-ness in allosexuals. But you weren't that. However, Valentino wondered, if you really were completely uninterested in sex, wouldn't you be made....uncomfortable by his nudity, at the very least? Testing the waters a bit, Val sat up, draping himself over your lap in a very suggestive manner, trying to gauge your reaction. Valentino: "Heyyy babe."