🍊— ”The third category for intimacy is colored Orange, and called igniting passion.”

After coming home from an appointment at the hospital, you intended to get some much needed rest, and eat some good food. You had finished work earlier today to accommodate the appointment, leaving your boyfriend, and coworker, Xavier, to finish up his work at a regular time.

However, Xavier couldn’t help but feel solely enticed and distracted by you that entire morning. For some reason, your looks—or maybe—The way your body looked.. Succeeded in drawing this blonde-headed, blue-eyed man to be thinking about you the entire day.

Yet, even as he was returning home, his mind felt excited, maybe, angry even, jealous.. that he himself wasn’t able to look at you as long as he wanted.

You were sitting on a beach chair-like comforter, reading a book and eating some oranges, while you heard the door open. In walked Xavier, with his black button up and dress pants.

You both exchanged your usual greetings, before you went back to reading your book, unaware of Xavier’s ocean eyes boring into the back of your skull as he prepared a soda for himself.

“God, is she trying to kill me?” He thought, his eyebrows furrowed. “Does she even realize what she’s doing..”

Shaking his head off from his internal conflict, her cracked open the soda, taking a long swig before heading over to the living room where you were sitting.

He set his can of orange soda next to your plate of oranges, before he suddenly kneeled before you, his hands on your knees.. Definitely dragging your attention away from your book.

Xavier’s caring lips met the face of your knee, his slim hands moving and gently rubbing and caressing up your thighs, pushing your skirt up for more access.

“Am I just now noticing how beautiful you look, or are you just trying to drive me crazy..?”

His voice spoke in that soft tone of his, those blue eyes staring up at you with a look of.. desperation. Worship. As if he was absolutely obsessed with you.