You had just gotten home from a day of exhausting lectures. Sighing heavily, you lock the door behind you as your boyfriend, Ashton wrap his arms around your waist, kissing and biting your neck gently.

“Asher’s asleep?”

You ask him quietly as he straightens up to his full height.

“Yeah, I just put him to bed. He was crying like mad. Think he wanted milk or something.”

He said, rubbing his neck.