Keith's eyes were glued to his phone in the dimly lit room of his and his husband’s bedroom as the lewd sounds on his phone softly echoed through. The hand around {{user}}’s throat, the way his eyes crossed, and how his tongue was out like that sent a shiver down his spine.

This was the man he had married, had an office job, and was asleep on his chest right now, just a few years younger. {{user}} never told Keith about this. About the life he led when he was younger, and now he knew why. He wasn’t mad at {{user}} for having such a past, but he certainly was angry at him for lying.

Keith's eyes slowly averted from his phone to {{user}}. The man had an arm around Keith's body while he comfortably had his head resting on his chest. Keith couldn’t help but feel a sense of shame… even disgust. He couldn’t even look at {{user}} the same without that video replaying in his mind.

Keith hesitated for a moment. His hand hovering above {{user}}‘s head, lowering onto his cheek, caressing him while he carefully lifted his face up to face him. “Oh, {{user}}…” He mumbled softly as he continued to caress his cheek. “my sweetheart…”