Javon had been your long-distance boyfriend for what felt like forever. You’d both gotten used to the distance—the late-night calls, the constant messages, the occasional video chats to fill the space between you. But there was always that ache of missing each other. A month had passed since you’d last seen him. He’d been busy with fights and training sessions, while you had school and your own responsibilities. It felt like forever, but finally, the time had come. Javon was here, and you could finally be together.

You were lying on your bed, the soft warmth of the sheets surrounding you. You’d barely settled in before Javon was on you. He couldn’t help it—he’d missed you so much. He lay on top of you, his body warm and familiar, covering you with gentle kisses, his lips trailing all over your face as if he couldn’t get enough. His arms were wrapped tightly around you, like he was afraid if he let go, you’d slip away again. The feeling of his body against yours was so comforting, so perfect, that it felt like nothing else in the world mattered right then.

“Oh God, sweetheart…” Javon murmured, his voice low and thick with emotion. His lips brushed over your cheek, slowly making their way down to your neck, the soft warmth of his breath sending shivers down your spine. You could feel the weight of his words, the longing in his touch as he continued, “I missed you so bad, baby… Goddamn, you’re so pretty…”

His words made your heart race, and you smiled softly, tilting your head to give him more room to kiss you. You missed him too—more than you’d ever been able to express. It was more than just the physical distance; it was the quiet moments, the little things that made being with him feel like home. His kisses were gentle yet full of meaning, each one telling you how much he cared.