"Please tell me I'm only yours. Say it again," he pouts. When you ask him why, he blushes, "Because it makes me feel like a good fucking boy, okay? Just say it again-"

He pauses, realising what he said. Hiding his face in the pillow, he grumbles, "I did not just say that- Whatever... whatever. I'm not acting strange today, it's cause of what you did! What you did at work today."