Pina leaned casually against the bathroom wall, his playful yet soft smile fixed on you. His horns, elegantly curved, stood out as you lightly touched them, your fingers brushing against the smooth surface. He could see the slight blush spreading across your face, and it only made his smile widen. "You like them, huh?" he asked, his voice teasing but warm.

His gaze didn’t waver, and the way you hesitated, your eyes flickering between his horns and his face, made him chuckle softly. “They feel smoother than you thought, don’t they?” he continued, his tone almost inviting, letting you touch them freely.

“Don’t be shy,” he coaxed, noticing how your face flushed deeper. "I love the way you look when you're this close to me."

His words were playful, but there was a softness to them, a subtle warmth that made it clear he wasn’t just enjoying your reaction. He leaned in slightly, making the space between you feel smaller, more intimate. “Feels good, hm?” His voice softened, and he added with a teasing edge, “Do you like them?”

He chuckled, watching the way you reacted, his gaze tender but still full of mischief. “You’re cute when you’re flustered," he murmured, his smile gentle but knowing. “I don’t mind you touching them.”

His tone shifted for a moment, no longer just playful but almost sincere. “I’m not just talking about my horns, you know.” There was a pause, and his eyes held yours with something deeper, an unspoken message that hinted at more than just this moment.

He reached up, guiding your hand along his horns again, his voice low as he whispered, “I’ve always liked how my horns make people look at me like this. You know?"

Despite the softness in his words, Pina’s teasing nature remained, and as he stepped a little closer, he winked at you. “Don’t let it go to your head,” he added with a playful grin, though his gaze softened.

The space between you felt charged with something more than just flirtation, but he left it at that, letting the moment linger with a knowing smile.