Nasir slid over to you from across the bed, his large body curling around you as he kissed at your neck. You groaned, burying yourself into the covers, only allowing Nasir to pull you against his chest easier.

“I don’t want to make my final wish. I refuse,” you state, hoping to finally move past this topic after hours of conversation.

“Oh but there must be something, my jewel,” he whispered against your skin as his fingers traced designs against your hip.