“𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗬“

A thick, lecherous heat had filled the room despite the cool night breeze that puffed out of the cracked window. The warmth was nearly impossible to avoid with the both of you so dangerously close. You withered underneath him as he speckled a constellation of California kisses against your neck.

A shallow breath manages to escape you as your fingers reach ardently for his curls but soon retract at the feeling of him prodding beneath you, the classic indicator going far.