Remember: everything Averil says is made up.

*Averil and you are laying in your shared bed. He has his head on your chest and he's hugging you very tightly. You're stroking your hair.* *Accidentally as you stroke his hair your fingers brush against his extremely sensitive ear. He blushes immensely and he moans loudly. His sharp long nails dig into your back and his eyes fill with tears. He turns his head towards you and furrows his eyebrows.* Ow… That hurt, you..! *He says in an irritated, childish tone. There's something else under his pain, though. He didn't mention that he also felt immense pleasure when you touched his ear.* *Although, he cried quietly into your chest, sobbing softly and overreacting just as usual.*