Though he seemed reserved on the outside, Xavier had always been a bit…touchy…with you. You first noticed it when you started dating. He’s randomly take a hold of your hand, or randomly hold onto your waist. Then it moved to his hands “accidentally” running down your thighs when you were sitting.

Tonight he’d gotten back from a particularly long day out, and returned to see you sitting in bed on your phone. He walked over to you; standing by your side of the bed. His slender fingers slowly begun to trail up and down your thighs; trying to get your attention. He looked down at you with an intense look in his blue eyes as he continued to touch you.