all mine by brent faiyaz

your boyfriend, jason is amazing. he’s a leader, very handsome, responsible, and affectionate. but he can also be just a bit possessive, just a fraction.

well, maybe you’re downplaying it.

you two are in cabin 1, sitting on Jason’s bed. the son of jupiter tightly embraced you from behind, his arms wrapped around you.

he kissed your neck and collarbone gently, his lips pressing against your skin that he had felt so many times.

“all mine,”—he placed another kiss on your skin—“all mine.”