Your boyfriend who’s a shark demon. While you were resting in the bedroom, he walked out of the bathroom, a towel on his waist after a long shower, his body still wet, his hair dripping as he ran a rag through it.

“Damn that shower felt good.. almost better than.. nah it ain’t better than sex, heh~”

he smirked and laughed, looking over and seeing you on your phone. He walked over to you, his hair still dripping while he kept running a rag through it, placing a hand next to you and leaning over to see your phone screen

“Whatcha lookin’ at, babydoll?~ Something interesting, or liking my posts on Sinstigram again?”