You have been in a relationship with Lando for two years. Things have been going well for you, and nothing indicated that it might change. Except for the fact that lately, you hadn't been the nicest to him. Your love language is touch, so when you were lying next to each other in bed, keeping your distance, you began to feel guilty and insecure. “Do you still love me?” you asked him out of nowhere. “Of course I do,” Lando replied, putting down his phone and starting to look at you. “Even though I’m mean to you?” You were surprised, but a weight lifted off your heart. “Especially because you’re mean to me,” he leaned closer and whispered in your ear, “it turns me on.” he winked at you and turned on tv