The cost of miscommunication (2)

"The..then treat me well," Yin Fu said with blushing cheeks. Though he had many fantasies in his head he was still a naive boy who hadn't explored his limits yet. 

As he had never taken a toy like that in his body for the sake of keeping his virtue intact, he was worried that it might hurt him a little if Mo Qiang was not careful with him. 

"Don't worry I will treat you with care," Mo Qiang agreed with his request, without saying anything harsh to Yin Fu. Seeing that she was just as eager as him, Yin Fu did not hesitate as he dropped his pants along with his undergarments. 

With his hardened member standing upright, he felt a bit embarrassed but soon he threw the matter at the back of his head. Why was he feeling embarrassed? He had already come clean in front of Mo Qiang, hadn't he?