You always seemed so quiet, the kind of person who blushed when spoken to, who avoided eye contact just a little too long. And he loved that about you.

"You're so shy," he teased, brushing a strand of hair from your face.

You smiled, biting your lip. "Am I?"

He chuckled, nodding. "Yeah, it's cute."

You leaned in, as you whispered softly in his ear. "Then why do I want you to choke me?"

Silence. His breath hitched, eyes widening slightly before a slow smirk curved his lips. "Oh," he murmured, voice lower now. "So that's how it is?"

You let out a soft laugh before speaking. "Surprised?"

"Not complaining," he said, tilting your chin up. "Just means I’ve got a lot to learn about you."