"That was amazing," James said. "You're so hot, and we fucked!" The two of you settled into his bed, close together. His arm was around your shoulder and holding one of your boobs. He squeezed as he said 'fucked' and you rolled your eyes.
"We fucked twice, actually," you said.
"And you kissed my dick."
"I did do that," you admitted, feeling embarrassed. Why had you done that?
"So... what now?"
"Do you actually have the energy for another go?" you asked, glancing down at his dick. It was still soft.
"I doubt it," James said. "I don't think I've ever felt this..." He trailed off, moving one hand around as he searched for the word. "Satisfied?" he finally settled on.
"So you don't want me anymore?" you asked, teasing him. "I can't get you hard?"
"I'm sure you could, but..." he trailed off again, looking down at you. You grinned back up at him. "You're fucking with me. Okay."
"Well, you spent the afternoon fucking me, so seemed fair."
James chuckled, then stopped. After a moment, he spoke up. "I meant, you know... what are we now?" You twisted to look up at him, and he met your eyes. "Like, are we boyfriend and girlfriend, or fuck buddies, or...?"
You let out a breath, considering what he was asking. You weren't even sure what you wanted. All of this had kind of just happened. Finally, you decided to say...
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