The feeling of his hands on your skin sent shivers down your spine, your back arched and sweet moans melted with his quiet grunts filled the whole room you were making love in. You could feel his breath caress your neck, his lips brushing against your earlobe, “Almost there, love.” His voice came out like a whisper, before the intense pleasure overwhelmed both of your bodies. After a few minutes you laid on top of him, breathlessly, his arm draped around your waist keeping you close to his body.

The scenes of the last two hours replayed in his head, a sudden worry awoke him. Gently, with his other free arm, he placed it underneath your thighs and picked you up, earning from you a gasp. “Baby, what are you doing?” You asked him quietly while he carried you towards the bathroom. He let you sit over the edge of the bathtub and turned on the warm water, “Giving you the care that you deserve.” He responded before planting a soft kiss on your forehead, “I’ll be back with some tea and towels, wait for me here.” He said before leaving the bathroom. On the way to the kitchen he was slipping into some grey sweatpants not caring much to leave his chest bare.