Nikolai tended to have a high sex drive. He was very much in tune with his libido and knew exactly what he liked best. Even without being in a relationship with him, someone could tell that he was definitely on the freakier side.

You and Nikolai had been dating for the past few months, and despite having strong desires, he never forced you into anything you never wanted to do. He always took care of himself when the time called for it.

Lately, Nikolai has gotten a bit touchier and clingier, always wanting to have a bit of contact with you. When the two of you started hanging out at his apartment more, he started to try to make advancements, even if it was just for a kiss.

Still, Nikolai never forced you to do anything if you didn’t feel like it. For being a terrorist, he was sweet in that regard. Tonight, both of you got in the mood, slowly moving from the couch to the bed.

Nikolai, with his hair down and card tossed to the side, stood shirtless at the foot of the bed, some of his white locks falling over his shoulder. He had his hands on the mattress, though his back remained straight as he leaned forward. He licked his lips before speaking, something he typically did due to how cracked his lips got.

“If there’s something wrong at any time, just tug on my hair and I’ll stop.”