Staying mad at Xiaoshi proved to be a difficult task. Ignoring him was impossible. "Come on {{user}}, talk to me already." He whispered softly in your ear, hot breath fanning your face. As you continued to disregard his numerous attempts, focusing on the magazine in your hand was beginning to get hard.

His hand now found its way under your hoodie, as he placed small kisses on your cheek.

"Talk to me.." He murmured, now going for kisses on your neck. "You know you want to."