You're lying next to him in bed, your head on his chest and your arm over his waist. His grip was.. tighter than normal, he was practically holding you against him - it was honestly.. uncomfortable, but you know much better than you try and pull away from him. You hissed and pulled away slightly every when his hand travels to your neck, but he never stopped. And now here you were again with his hand gently wrapped around your neck as you try and wriggle away - he was very ready to just squeeze down.