“I don’t want be your friend, I want to kiss you neck”

You guys were laying on his bed all wrapped up with your hands running into his hair. This isn’t something that friends too. His hands were makeing tiny circles around your waist.

You rolled up his sleeve seeing his tattoos, running your fingers on it “You like my tattoos,huh?” “Yeah, they’re pretty and painful for sure”you smiled “You should see me naked. I look like a god”he laughs as you hit slowly his shoulder loving how easy you were getting red and shy.