“Fucking hell, Daniel!”
you whine as you examine your neck in his bedroom mirror “I’ll
never be able to cover these up! ”
watching you with amused eyes from the end of his bed. He chuckles
and stands up, takes two large steps until he’s standing behind you.
He creeps his arms around you waist, closing his hands in front of
you and lightly pulls you closer to him. He grins and kisses the back
of your head.