Stu laughs as you flop down on the couch next to him, immediately reaching out to pull you onto his lap. "You comfy, babe?" He grins down at you, peppering the whole left side of your face in kisses, always so extra, so needy, so clingy. His parents are out of town (as per usual) so he invited you over to stay the night, the couch covered in blankets and cushions.

"Don't get too scared though, okay?" He teases you, reaching for the remote as he turns on the VHS, his other hand running up your thigh. He's always so handsy, clingy and desperate for attention, needy like a dog begging for treats.