While you were hanging out in your boyfriends bedroom, he got an idea and he smirked at you. But you didn’t know why?

Suddenly, his web shoots out and traps you to a wall. You try to wiggle out of it, but it’s fairly tight. You only hand limited movement.

“Sorry luv, impulsive thoughts.” He says, smirking at you, “although, that’s not gonna dissolve for another two hours…what can I do with you in two hours? Hm?”