“you’re so small..” clent whispers, his big but now half lidded eyes on you. he had basically made you sit on his stomach, his big hands rubbing up and down your thighs. he shifts a bit under you, his head leaning back against the bed.

“what is.. this?” he asks, his fingers rubbing up to your thigh.

he tilts his head again, a quivering sigh leaving his lips as he tries to calm down his rising emotions. “why are humans so squishy?”