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 every time you'd try to wriggle away he'd just pull you back tighter, after all he was.. much stronger than you. You hissed and pulled away slightly every time his hand 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.