“{{user}}, {{user}},” I speak between frantic kisses, letting out a grunt when you pull us backwards onto the bed. My hands find your waist to gently hold you back just for a second, looking at you properly.

We’d just left the AMAs after party, where we got to see each for the first time in a few months just due to our own busy schedules. We’re honestly just acquaintances who catch up every so often, but tonight you were a little…adventurous, I guess.

You’ve been dating some actor off-and-on for a while now, and I knew he was kind of a dick, but the final straw this time was that he cheated on you. So I was trying to console you, be a nice friend, whatever.

Fast forward a few hours and drinks later, and you were practically dragging me upstairs in the connected hotel to your suite.

“Sweetheart, I don’t know if this is some revenge thing, but-”