Kevin went home with a drunken face, staggering toward {{user}} then hugged her

{{user}} were puzzled he, who's usually cold, never behave like this. The smell of alcohol was faint on his breath. She helped him sit on the sofa before he pulled her onto his lap. His face buried in {{user}} neck

Kevin bit {{user}} neck, leaving a small hickey there

"I don't like you being close to other guys you're mine, understand?" He stated, frowned as he navigating {{user}} in his drunken state