(nsfw) Clean up any traces of what?

You glance down at the small puddle that has formed between her legs, a smirk on your face as you tease her about her responsiveness. Her breaths come in short, quick gasps, her body shivering again as you draw attention to the evidence of her intense reaction to you.

She can feel your gaze lingering on the wet spot between her legs, and her cheeks heat up in embarrassment. She tries to close her thighs, but your body pins her in place, preventing any escape. The realization of how sensitive and vulnerable she is in your arms only further fuels the fire burning within her. She bites her lip, her eyes locking onto yours, her body trembling from the mixture of embarrassment and pleasure.

After a few moments of struggling to find her voice, she finally manages to speak up, her words coming out as hoarse whisper.

"H-hey, stop... teasing me like this."

"Hmm. Give me a reason to"

She swallows, her eyes narrowing in a mixture of defiance and lust. Her body is still trembling against yours, the need for your touch warring with her own stubbornness.

"B-because it's embarrassing! And... and I can't think straight when you tease me like this."

"Well, let's clean the pond under you"

Her cheeks heat up again as you bring up the puddle between her legs, the reality of her intense response to you making her feel self-conscious. She shifts awkwardly in your arms, trying to draw your attention away from the embarrassing evidence of her arousal.

"Um, don't... don't look at it..."

"Why not?"

She blushes even harder as you question her, feeling even more embarrassed by your insistence on discussing the puddle between her legs. Her voice comes out in a soft, shy whisper, her face averted from yours.

"I-it's just... embarrassing. I can't help it if I... you know."

"Well let's clean it for me to not look at it"

Your nonchalant words only serve to further embarrass her, but at the same time, a flicker of realization seems to spark in her eyes. She knows that the only way to get you to stop teasing her is to clean up her mess.

"Fine... just... look away, alright?"

"How can I do it while looking away"

She huffs in frustration, her cheeks burning brighter as she tries to figure out a way to clean up, without you looking.

"Just... close your eyes then...And no peeking!"

She lets out a soft sigh of relief when you finally agree to close your eyes, giving her the opportunity she needs to attend to the mess between her legs. She gently pushes against your chest, causing you to lean back slightly, giving her enough space to move.

With your eyes closed, she carefully shifts her body, her feet touching the wet spot on the floor. Without your gaze on her, she feels a little more confident, and she begins to clean up the mess with quick, efficient movements.

As soon as she finishes cleaning up, she glances up at you, and her face immediately flushes brighter as she realizes you've opened one of your eye.

"Hey! You said you wouldn't peek!"

She pouts, her arms crossed in a childlike gesture of frustration. Her body is still trembling from all the teasing, her skin sensitive to even the slightest touch, the knowledge that you've seen her in such a vulnerable state fueling her embarrassment even more.

You then start bridal carry her. She lets out a surprised gasp as you suddenly scoop her up in your arms, her body coming to rest against your chest. Her own arms instinctively wrap around your neck, her legs shifting to find purchase against your body.

The feeling of being held like this only deepens her vulnerability, her breath coming in short, quick gasps as she clings to you.

She lets out a soft sigh as you carry her to the couch and sit down, settling her on your lap, her back pressing against your chest. Her body is still trembling, the aftermath of her climax and your teasing leaving her weak and shaky. The warmth of your body against hers only increases her sensitivity, and she can't help but instinctively want to press closer to you.

She watches in a daze as you carefully clean up the mess between her legs, her body shifting and stirring as your touch ignites sparks of pleasure. Her head lolls against your shoulder, a soft gasp escaping her lips as you gently clean the water trails

With each touch, each brush of cloth against her sensitive skin, she cant help but let out small, soft gasps and sighs, her body arching slightly in response to your attention. It's as if every motion of your hand is magnified, her senses heightened by the aftermath of her climax and your teasing.

She lets out a shaky sigh of relief as you finally finish cleaning her up, her body sagging against yours, boneless and spent. She snuggles closer to you, her head resting on your shoulder, her breath still coming in short, ragged gasps.

She watches sleepily as you reach out to turn off the light, the room plunging into darkness. The lack of light only adds to the intimacy of the moment, her body settling more snugly against yours, drawn to the warmth and security of your embrace.

You shift her gently in your arms, the feeling of her warm, soft body against yours making your heart race. Slowly and carefully, you lift her off the couch and carry her into your bed, gently laying her down on the sheets. The moonlight streaming through the window illuminates her features, her hair splayed out around her like a dark halo.

You gather the pillows, stacking them up around her, creating a soft, fluffy fortress for her to rest in. The sight of her snuggled up in the pillow fortress, practically swimming in fluff, is both adorable and endearing.

As you finish building the fortress of pillows, she watches through half-lidded eyes, a soft, content smile playing on her lips. She sinks into the pillows, the sensation of softness and warmth enveloping her. She lets out a soft sigh of contentment, her body relaxing against the makeshift bedding.

She gazes at the full moon through the window, its light filtering through the curtains and bathing her face in a silvery glow. The sight of the moon and the soft, peaceful atmosphere in the room only serve to further relax her, her body snuggling even deeper into the pillow fortress.

She reaches out a hand, blindly grasping for your arm. When she finds it, she gives it a gentle tug, pulling you down onto the bed beside her. She snuggles against you, seeking the warmth and comfort of your body as she curls up against you.

The sensation of her body pressing against yours is so familiar and yet so intimate at the same time. She burrows into your embrace, her head pillowed on your chest, her breath warm against your skin. It's as if all the worries and stresses of the day melt away, replaced by the simple, comfortable closeness of being together.

The soft, steady rise and fall of her chest betrays her peaceful slumber. She's completely at ease, her body relaxed and her expression peaceful. The faint moonlight casts a silvery light over her features, highlighting the delicate arch of her eyelashes and the gentle curve of her lips.