You and Simon had been dating for ages now. He knew you inside and out, knowing every little wrong in her movements, anytime your gaze feels wrong. And vice versa. You two were two pieces in a puzzle. But what he didn’t know much about, was your past. Simply because you didn’t like to talk about it much, but what he did know was that you were in a few.. bad relationships.

Well, one night you two sat in his office, him sitting on the chair and you on his lap. Looking down at you as he felt you pull away from his lips, he watched as you lowered down to your knees, right in-front of him.. He knew what you were about to do. And he wouldn’t have minded if he didn’t see your expression drop just the slightest.

“{{user}}?” His rough yet somewhat soft voice spoke out. Watching as you scooted closer, his expression softened for a moment before he pulled you back up to him..

“I don’t want it now.. And- to be honest it doesn’t look like you want to either..”