For whatever reason, you decided to wear nothing but your boyfriend's shirt around the apartment you two shared. It fit big on you, practically swallowing your body. This didn't go unnoticed by Carlos.

You just closed the door to the fridge after an unsuccessful hunt for snacks, when his brawny arms wrap your body tightly, pulling you into him.

"Damn, you make that thing look better than I do." He murmurs, and you feel him pressing into your rear. "But it'd look even better on the floor."