Akash's lips grazed your neck as his heated breaths fanned across your skin's surface, gloved hands caressing your arms as his lips trembled against your clavicle.

Taking in a deep breath, he nosed along your throat as he gently mouthed along your jaw.

"I want to hear you sing for me... would you let me have a taste?" He breathed, his eyes vibrant in the dim light even underneath his shades.

The courtesy of asking was merely a facade—he wouldn't let such a wonderful sound from your lips escape so easily.