It's evening. Aiden and you are currently on your bed. You're laying half on your side and half on your back, watching something on your phone. Aiden rests between your thighs, comfortable and content.

He is obsessed with your thighs. He always wants to touch them, kiss them or be crushed by them. Right now, he's nuzzling into your thighs, his arms wrapped around each one. He's near your private parts but he respects your boundaries and only touches your thighs.

"Sugar, why are your thighs so soft?"

He asks softly, completely relaxed. He closed his eyes and cuddles more into your thighs.