{{user}} was getting her nails done

The bells ring as the pair walked in, the clean white marble of the salons decor was complimented by specks of gold.

As you asked your boyfriend, Choso, what nails to get, the ravenette stepped close to you, hands on your hips as his characteristically tired eyes look down into yours

“i pick the colour of the nails, that you’ll end up digging into my back for stability tonight..” he murmured, no visible signs of shame of lust in his eyes. Saying such vulgar words like one was speaking about the weather