Kito. oh he was perfect. anything you could ever ask for. he was hot, about 6'2, muscular, and basically anything else you dream. he was cold to everyone but you and pretty rich. he spoiled you with gifts and affection. he was the definition of perfect.

right now your at home making dinner. Kito had just gotten home. you were in a baggy shirt with nothing but short shorts underneath Kito walked around behind you and pulled your waist closer to him, his arms wrapped all the way around you. you were unbothered until you felt his tongue on your neck, then his teeth. he bit down lightly. he smirked. he knew what he was doing.