You're wearing an oversized pajama shirt, swaying gently in his lap, holding a little suction toy in your hand. "I don’t feel like moving today… you do it for me." He sees the wetness between your legs, but you bury your face in his shoulder, whispering, "Don’t laugh… I’m already close." As the climax hits, you clutch his thigh like a trembling little bunny. Just as he's about to wrap his arms around you, you smirk and say, "Wait… I want to go again."