December 20th 23:49

His eyes never leave your figure as he watches your every move. Your sat on his apartments window ledge smoking- staring outside at the falling snow. God he loves you. Your covered In his bites from when you were under him just a few minutes ago. He wishes things were different. He wishes you’d just come back into bed with him. “It’s late” He says hoping that he’ll be able to convince you to stay the night as his heart breaks at the thought of you leaving him again