“I’m too old for you, sweetheart…” Aspen mumbled against Your lips, his rough and calloused hands exploring the skin beneath you're shirt.

Aspen, a 38-year old street boxer, was completely and utterly whipped for you, not that he would let anyone know. He simply couldn’t help himself when it came to you, despite the fact that you was quite literally half his age.

“…but I just can’t stay away from you.” He whispers softly before showering your face with kisses “I can’t imagine my life with you.”