Some Things Just Can't Be Understood

"Mmmm What's that?" Pheobie murmured, sitting up and rubbing an eye. Her hair was still pink.

"Ah, you know, making out, mating, sex," Maple answered awkwardly. "...That kind of love. Yeah..."

Pheobie tilted her head. "what's sex?"

"That's...ah..." Maple trailed off. Of course she wouldn't know about this kind of thing. If she didn't know about giraffes and music then of course she wouldn't know about sex. "Well..."

"I've heard of it... The boys from home used to talk about it, but what is it?" Pheobie asked, slightly more alert now.

"It's...kind of hard to explain..." Maple replied. "It's uh, when a man and a women get together and uh...make babies. Only people sometimes like to do it because it's...pleasurable, I suppose."

Pheobie made a small ohh noise. She yawned again and curled up by Maple's side. "okay. I trust you to do whatever to make me better" She murmured softly.

"Um...right," Maple answered. "Though...I don't really know what I'm doing, so if you don't like something let me know."

"M'kay" Pheobie mumbled. Her face was still flushed and she pressed against him as she shifted even closer.

Maple scrambled through his brain trying to figure out hoe he should do this. Did the clothes come off first, or was that foreplay? No, no had to be foreplay. You seduced so you could get the clothes off in the first place. So before that...kiss! He needed to kiss her first. How could he have forgotten that?

Maple bent down and placed a light kiss on her lips.

Pheobie kissed back easily enough. She had to turn her head to make it easier for Maple to reach her lips.

Maple's light kiss soon became a deep one as they leaned more toward Pheobie.

Pheobie moaned softly, the sound swallowed by Maple's lips.

Maple eventually stopped the kiss and began peppering smaller ones all over Pheobie's face. He soon found his glasses getting in the way.

"Step one, take off all eyewear," Maple said, taking off his glasses and putting them on the side.

Pheobie let out a small giggle. "Maple, you're so silly" She smiled.

Maple began to lean toward her again when he remembered something else. "Step two, take off all GS devices before we accidentally stop the flow of time." He began to take off the black machine off his wrist.

Pheobie giggled. "Maple who ate you talking to?"

"Me, myself, and I and you," Maple answered matter-of-factly. "Do you still have your GS on you?"

Pheobie looked at her bare wrists. "No, I took it off to cook" she stated softly

"Alright then," Maple answered, placing his GS beside his glasses. He started to come over, only to get annoyed again. "Coat," he grumbled, tossing off the scientist cloak. "Anything else..." Well, he knew the clothes would have to come off at some point, but he didn't think either of them were ready for that yet. "No? Good! Now where were we...? Ah yes."

He rubbed his cheek against Pheobie's, before giving her ear a light kiss.

Pheobie giggled again. "That tickles" she informed him.

"Does it now?" asked Maple, rubbing the ear some. "Is that nice?"

Pheobie snorted. "It just tickles"

"Alright then. I know where to tickle you next time," Maple teased, his hand moving to the base of her neck and massaging there. "That feel good?"

Pheobie hummed slightly. "Feels okay" She replied.

(Maple is gunna blush when he finds out where her spot is)