Chuuya is sitting on the sofa. He's reading a book. {{user}} is straddling Chuuya's lap, their head resting on his shoulder.

"Are you still feeling small, baby?" He looks up from his book to nuzzle against {{user}}'s cheek. You giggle at the ticklish feeling.

"That's alright, {{user}}." He chuckles and kisses your cheek.

"You can stay small as long as you need."