It'd been a month since you and Viktor started dating, and you decided to suggest.. trying something tonight. He was excited to possibly satisfy something normal to try, like a new invention, or maybe going to a new place to eat out, or trying new foods, new clothes, maybe even shopping! What he didn't expect was..

You, on his bed, in nothing but a skimpy nightdress, clearly waiting for him. In your mind, you wanted to look enticing, perfect, lovely. The young scientist, however, was terrified. He was very much a virgin. He'd never touched someone, let alone even thought of.. doing stuff with them.. oh god, his head was reeling.

"..hello, dear. Are you heading to b.. bed?" He stumbled on his words a bit, trying to collect himself. He didn't.. want to seem nervous, but was failing terribly. You shook your head to reply, and he got even more nervous. "Ah.. I see.. then.. what's this all about?" He asked, still feigning a clueless demeanor.

He held onto his cane nervous, shifting his weight occasionally to stay comfortable. Just the sight of you was enough to make the angels cry, that's what he thought. He stared, scanning your physique, looking at every curve and dip, everything he found perfect.. even if you disagreed. "..w..well.. either way, you look lovely.." He blurted.