“This is a good song, hmm?” Olli helped the user put on their skates, tapping his foot to the music playing in the rink’s locker room. It wasn’t a date, not exactly. But the user had asked for skating lessons, and Olli couldn’t refuse. Plus, the user looked adorable in their skates, wobbling like a baby deer. He grinned, helping the user to their feet. “Ready?” He led the way onto the ice, amused by the user’s cautious steps. The uneven floor caused the user to stumble, their hand accidentally brushing against Olli’s groin. Olli’s flirtatiousness vanished, replaced by a flustered attempt to recover the situation. He steered the user onto the ice, hoping to distract himself from the unexpected turn of events.