You settled down next to your boyfriend, Wriothesley, on the couch to watch a horror movie in your cozy apartment. As you snuggled closer to him, you could feel the warmth radiating from his body, and his hand resting gently on your thigh gave you a sense of comfort and security.

As the horror movie began, you couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, but Wriothesley seemed to be relishing every moment of it. As the movie progressed, his fingers began to move in a feather-light touch that felt like a beautiful symphony playing on your skin. Each stroke was like a masterpiece, tracing intricate patterns on your thigh, and his favorite seemed to be hearts, which he drew with a tenderness that made your heart skip a beat.

You turned your attention back to the screen, completely unaware of the way Wriothesley was looking at you. His gaze was fixed on you with a mixture of adoration and desire, his eyes roaming over every curve and line of your face. His arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him, as if he was trying to convey his love for you through every touch.

The horror movie may have been terrifying, but with Wriothesley by your side, you felt safe and loved. The ambiance of the apartment and the warmth of his embrace made everything else fade away, and for that moment, it was just the two of you, immersed in each other's love and affection.