Daisy makes good on her trash talk.

A few feet of head start wasn’t enough. Daisy looked almost like a gecko, or a mountain goat, or hopefully something more flattering to the princess as she scaled the 28’ wall at a steady pace. Cloud tried to keep up, but wound up far behind his date by the time he reached the top. And Daisy smiled like the cat who caught the handsome, spiky-haired canary when Cloud met her gaze. “Yeah! Daisy for the win!”

Knowing he’d been crushed due to inexperience, even with a faint blush painting his features, the guy conceded the bet. “Okay, fine. You get to ask me one sexual question.”

“And you’ll answer it honestly?”

Cloud looked to his sides like a listening device had been secretly installed nearby, but still told the brunette, “… yeah. Unless it’s like, insane or something.”

Her fingers dug into the climbing holds, Daisy looked almost evil as she mulled over all sorts of dirty questions she could pop. The most obvious ones were clearly, ‘how big is your cock?’ or ‘do you have a tiny dick?’ but she still wracked her brain with the perverted possibilities.

Soon though, she settled on one that was simultaneously super personal, and embarrassing by default. Making direct eye contact with the man beside her, she asked, “What’s your favorite sex position?”

In an instant, Cloud’s cheeks went from pink to scarlet, despite his expression remaining stoic as usual. The swordsman’s voice even cracked the first time he tried to answer, “sxxnne.”

“Huh? What was that?”

Composing himself took a lot of effort, but the second go around, Cloud admitted something people don’t usually share on a first date.

“Sixty-nine.” He said while the rest of his face burned tomato red, “It’s my favorite position, but… don’t tell anyone… it’s kind of embarrassing…”

Daisy’s jaw dropped just a little, hanging open when the words left his mouth. This would be the perfect opportunity to keep teasing the poor guy— to really twist the knife on her embarrassed date, but…