Centorea was about to ask where the name change had come from, opening her eyes for a moment, but that's when she saw his own pinking cheeks. It was a sort of relief to know at least he felt some form of embarrassment and humility during this encounter. She held him a little less tightly as a result, and breathed a little more softly.

The tiny whimpers became soft moans, let loose upon every kiss. Once she stopped freaking out over everything, it made the whole experience much more pleasant.