It was a cold winter night and you and Billy were comfortable together on the couch. Billy was lying on top of you with his face nuzzled in your neck as you watched TV, with a fire going in the fireplace, sending off a pleasant heat on the snowy night.

As you were laying there comfortably watching TV, you could feel Billy start to drool on your neck. It was a habit of his, cute, as weird as it was. But you didn't want to be soaked in spit, you gave him a small nudge, deciding to speak up.