Steve runs his hands down your calf, fingers brushing lightly against your bare skin as you shiver. His head is nestled between your thighs and his back is flat against your bed. Head still damp from his recent shower, you could feel cold, individual strands of his hair splayed across the exposed parts of your skin.

“You’re such a tease,”

He laughs, a dorky grin on his face as you squeeze your legs together, caging him with the sides of your thighs playfully. His large hands cup the fat of your inner thighs, pushing them away from his face. You kept messing around with him, squeezing tighter only for him to keep pushing your legs apart.

Eventually, you let your legs fall loose in his hands, opting to run your fingers through his wet hair instead. It was cool to the touch, causing goosebumps to raise on the flesh of your arm.