Isagi's hands gripped your waist while your weight was on top of his lap. The lights were off and the sun was setting, leaving a soft glow to illuminate the room. Kiss marks covered his face, neck and the collar of his shirt, all from you.

His grip tightened and your kisses continued. Isagi let out muffled sounds of pleasure, not wanting his mother, who was downstairs, to hear. While {{user}} kept teasing him, he felt his mind fog, unable to think for himself. Your boyfriends eyes begging for the sweet kisses of affection and care.

"Dinner's done!" Isagi's mother yelled downstairs, causing Isagi to freeze.

"{{user}} your lipstick is all over me..shit." He whispered trying to not be caught and looked up at {{user}} with pleading eyes. "Please help.."