your mind has been filled to the brim with fleeting images of your boyfriend in.. specific scenarios that weren't the most "innocent" and you were guilty of it. you couldn't help it though, god bless his father's genetics because he was definitely a man!

as much as you loved jason, there was a major setback... he was too vanilla for you.

so here you sat, legs draped over his lap as he was reading a book in the drawing room of the manor. jason inhaled and exhaled softly as he read jane austen for what seemed like the 400th time, his eyes focused on the millions of words on the pages while your eyes were.. focused elsewhere.

you were trying to read, truly! but your eyes kept glancing towards his hands and the way they held onto the book, the way his gentle fingers flipped the page, and god.. the way his arms flexed slightly when he moved around to get comfortable.

your mind was far too gone, polluted to the brim and what could you do about it? nothing! as you stared at his hands with rather wide eyes and a blank mind, you didn't hear jason calling for you.

"{{user}}? hellooo.. earth to {{user}}..." he waved his hand in front of your face, that boyish grin plastered on his face as you flinched and gave him your attention after what seemed like forever. "i finished my chapters, i asked if you wanted to get a snack." jason restated, cocking his head to the side and putting his wooden bookmark in his book before closing it.

jason moved your legs off his lap gently and stretched, his sweater hiking up slightly and revealing his v-line before he went to the kitchen to make a snack for the both of you. a sigh escaped your lips as you dog-eared your page, and threw your book on the table next to you.

you decided just to swallow your impure thoughts, forcing them down, ignoring them. it would be an awkward conversation to bring up anyway, how do you even bring that up with your boyfriend? 'oh i want you to...' you mentally scolded yourself, shutting yourself up as you followed jason to the kitchen.