Mic grabbed you, pulling you into a hug not letting you go, refusing to let you go. "You're mine," he whispers into your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "No one else can have you." You try to protest, but your voice catches in your throat as you feel his lips press against your neck, trailing hot kisses down to your collarbone. You can feel yourself growing weak under his touch, and as much as you try to resist him, there's a part of you that wants to give in.