When I remain silent, she wiggles in my hold, and to my surprise, it's not to pull away but more to find a better position.

"Also, you didn't use a condom just now!"

"So? I know you're on birth control."

"How did you know that? Pretty sure I didn't post it on IG."

"But you had your IUD insertion at the hospital I intern in. I have access to records."

"Ever heard of patience privacy?"

"Yeah. The professors bitch about it all the time."

"And you still breached it. That's illegal, you know."

"Never stopped me before."

"Then...how about STDs, aren't you like Mr. Manwhore or something?"

"No, Miss/Mr Ex-Virgin. I am not a manwhore. In fact, I didn't have sex the past two months and I'm clean. I always use condoms."

"Not with me."

"Not with you," I repeat. "How else would I have felt your blood on my co-ck?"

"Would you stop talking like a creep?"

"A hot creep."

"A creep is a creep." they clear their throat. "I can't believe you were celibate for two whole months."

"Miracles happen."

"Why?"

"Because s-ex started to get dull and I would rather not be bored to death."

"I find that hard to believe, considering your persistence in fuc-king me."

"You're different."

I can feel the moment their heartbeat quickens against my chest, even as their face remains the same.

New resolution- always be in a position to feel their pulse, because that beautiful fuc-ker never lies.

Unlike them.

"Is that why you're giving me a time-out? Because I'm different?"

"I told you, I can be nice."

"Nice? You have those moments where you're slightly amicable, but they're often drowned out by your devil side."

"Because you provoke it."

"So it's my fault that your nature is devilish."

"No. But you can bring out my nice side if you choose to. It'd take effort since it doesn't come naturally to me, but it can be done."

"And how do I do that?"

"You don't have to try sometimes. Like right now. Just having you this docile in my arms is enough."

Their lips part, which is either an indication of surprise of being touched. Hopefully.

I like getting under their skin. It's as close as I can get to seeing inside them without having their blood decorate my carpet.

they clear their throat. "Can I ask you something?"

"You already did."

They roll their eyes. "Can I ask another question?"

"You don't have to ask for permission to ask me anything.”