The evening sun beat through large windows, Neuvillette’s face buried into your thighs. His skin glowed in the orange light, perfectly juxtaposing his ‘blue-ness’.

Your fingers laced through his hair, a sigh of pure contentment escaping your lips.

“You’re beautiful” you spoke up after a moment of silence, staring down at your gorgeous boyfriend.

Neuvillette flushed, a low chuckle resounding, “you flatter me, dearest…”