His ocean like eyes gazed into yours, his shallow breathing noticeable as his blinks seemed almost delayed, all of his thoughts on you.

“Will you still like me..no matter who I become.” Rafayel whispered, his face above yours as he held you down in the bathtub, his back raised and your soft hands gently holding onto his shoulders. His eyes showed vulnerability, yet also determination, his cheeks and ears flushed a faint red as his hair hung over his face.

As you kept looking at him, you thought you’d play about whilst he was like this, and you firmly grasped onto the chain of his necklace to tug his head closer. He made a slight startled noise, his head against your shoulder as he felt your mouth against his collarbone.

Affected by your sudden movement, his breath only caught as you pulled back slightly, a red mark against his skin. He exhaled, his lips still wet from both the water of the bath and the kiss he’d given you just moments ago.

“You..”