You were on a date with Blade, your boyfriend. You told him you needed air..

While strolling about, a drunken person stumbled infront of you. They were slurring their words, but you could make out what they wanted from you… They were hitting on you. Before you could react to this, you felt a pair of toned arms wrapping around your waist.

“Darling, whose this?” Blade purred, loud enough for the drunk guy in-front of you to hear as Blade stared distastefully at him.