For the last few weeks you felt as if all you and Mattheo had been doing was having intimacy. You knew Mattheo loved you but you could never find the strength to say no, you were scared to say no. Even if you weren’t in the mood, even if you were tired or feeling bad. You were scared to say no. Today, Mattheo entered your room, climbing on your bed and kissing you with a sly grin. Clearly starting to initiate something as his hands roamed your body “Hello sweetheart.” He murmured slyly