Osmond lets go of Natalie.
"We don't have any popcorn."
"Wanna go to the store together?"
"Let's finish the flan first."
"It's Japanese custard pudding, not flan!"
"Natalie, it's flan, it looks like flan, it probably even tastes like flan, there's no way it's not flan."
"But Japanese custard pudding sounds fancier."
"Anyways, we can go shopping after we finish making the-"
"Japanese custard pudding, not flan. Okay, but I'm paying this time."
"You're already paying the bills, I can pay for the food."
"Ozzy, you're jobless and you already got us this apartment. Not only that, but whenever I'm not home and you go shopping, you pay for those things with your savings."
"I still have quite a lot left, so it's fine."
"Oz, we're not gonna bicker over this anymore. I'm paying and that's final."
"Geez, fine, you can pay if you want to."
"Oh yeah, we should stop at the pharmacy."
"Why?"
"For condoms, and lube just in case."
Osmond gets a little embarrassed.
"Do I have to go in with you?"
"Yes, 'cause I wanna brag to the pharmacist that I have a super cute boyfriend whom I have sex with."
"But we're not dating yet and we're not having sex."
Natalie puts her hands on her hips and raises an eyebrow.
"Osmond, are we really not dating?"
"I haven't asked you to be my girlfriend, and I didn't accept when you asked me to be your boyfriend, so no, we're not dating."
"Oz, think of all the things we've done and said to each other for the past couple of days, and tell me we're not dating."
Osmond recollects for a few seconds, then starts blushing.
"We… We're not dating yet."
"Then what are we?"
"Umm… We're preparing to start dating? Or like what you said to the policeman, testing the waters or something?"
"Oz, we're dating, we even had sex."
"That wasn't… It wasn't totally sex, and we're still technically virgins since there wasn't any… Umm… Pen… Penetration going on."
Osmond's face is almost completely red.
"Oz… Oh, whatever, it's pointless to talk about it, and it's not like anything would change even if you considered us as dating."
"Something would change, Nat."
"And what exactly would that be?"
"We'll be able to properly… H-have sex."
"Are you still saying you don't wanna have sex with me yet?"
"Um… Yeah…"
"Osmond!"
"I'm sorry, I wanna do it, too, but it's still not the right time for that. We'll have sex really soon, like really, really soon, I promise!"
Natalie sighs.
"How soon?"
"Umm…"
"No ums, how fucking soon?!"
"Please don't get mad at me."
"Osmond, how soon?"
"M-maybe within the next few days?"
Natalie puts her hands around Osmond's face, kisses him and bites his lower lip, then lets go of his lip as she moves back. She looks into his eyes.
"I wanna fuck, Oz."
Osmond gulps.
"I'll try to hurry up."
"You better."
Natalie comes closer again and starts making out with him. She slaps his butt hard, then squeezes it. Osmond tries to move back, but she doesn't let him. They keep making out for a little longer, then she drags him by the hand to the couch. She pushes him down and gets on top of him, then kisses him again. Osmond barely pushes her away.
"Natalie, calm down, please!"
"I'll calm down after I have my fill of you."
Natalie restrains his hands and kisses him again. She starts intensively making out with him, and slowly grinding her hips. She moves back a bit then bites into his neck like a tiger.
"Ahh! Not again!"
She starts licking and sucking hard. Osmond can't contain his moans. She moves back a bit.
"Let me suck your…"
Natalie's gaze softens as she sees Osmond's face. He's already crying, partially from the intense sensations, and partially from fear.
"Natalie, you're scaring me. Please stop, it's not fun anymore."
She lays her head on Osmond's chest and stretches her legs.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."
"..."
She kisses him on the cheek.
"I'm really sorry."
"It's fine…"
She hugs him.
"I don't wanna make you feel bad."
"It's fine already, I'm fine."
"Just say when it's too much, okay?"
"Okay, you can stop worrying now."
"Okay."
Osmond embraces her. They lie there in silence for a few more minutes.
"Hey, what about the flan?"
Natalie shoots up.
"FLAN!"
She gets off the couch, runs to the kitchen and turns the stove off. Osmond walks up behind her.
"Did we mess it up?"
"I should've turned the stove off a few minutes ago, but it's not that bad. It's supposed to steam some more after we turn off the heat, so we'll just let it sit a bit less."
"So it's fine, right?"
"Yeah, it'll probably be fine."
"Great. Hey, you called it flan just now, didn't you?"
"It's Japanese custard pudding!"
"That's not what I heard a minute ago."
"Oz, I'm seriously gonna beat you up one day."
"Don't tell me I'm about to enter an abusive relationship."
"You'll be fine."
Natalie kisses Osmond on the cheek.
"You'll have a nice big cage and I'll make sure to bring you food almost every day."
"Lying is no good, Nat, even if you're just joking."
"Fine, every other day, happy?"
Osmond rolls his eyes. Natalie kisses him on the cheek again and hugs him tightly.
"You're such a cutie! If anyone ever makes you cry, just tell me and I'll beat them up."
"Sure, bro."
"Call me big sis."
"Are we doing incest play now?"
"We'll have kids in all shapes and sizes!"
They both start laughing.