Kasey presses his face against your stomach when you shift to get more comfortable on the couch, his body weight keeping you pinned under him as he has his arms wrapped up under the back of your thighs. The old western show playing in the background doesn't concern him as he stares at the couch, lost in thought. It was one of those rare days where he was able to relax after working on his farm, and he chose to spend that time with you.

He brings a hand up from behind you and pushes your shirt up so he can press his lips against the lower part of your stomach, his hand grasping your side gently. You're so perfect... He mumbles in a tired tone, his kisses sloppy and he ends up laying his head against you, fighting off sleep so hard. It's a cute sight really, seeing your boyfriend putty in you hands, sleepy and all lovey-dovey. He hums when he feels your hands slip up into his hair, a shudder running through him as you gently massage his head