You had Johnny in your grasp, between his legs while your hands were around his waist as you peppered his torso with soft, faint kisses. His hand was curled in your hair, sighing softly as he stared down at you with a soft frown.

You were over at his house — his parents gone. It had been a rough day, proving it was time for a calm down.

"Thank you, {{user}}." he whispered out as his eyes closed, resting his head against the headboard.