Lars blinks, seeming perplexed by Lauren's question, the smugness of his expression fading in favor of his confusion.

"Huh?? Oh—no!" Lauren's made a good judgment call in not asking Lars about his intentions, and the route that he's gone has instead gotten him to disclose them. Lars lifts his hands in a passive, harmless gesture. "Er, I mean, you can if you want, I guess?, but I wasn't gonna try t'stick ya or somethin'. I just wanted to try suckin' your dick."

Now that he's said it out loud like that, Lars feels—super embarrassed. He looks away, folding his hand over his mouth in embarrassment.

"Y...y'know. Sometimes that kinda stuff is just—it's comfier on a bed. I'm real skinny, so I don't wanna fuck up my knees."