Desperate.

It was supposed to be harmless fun, sitting on your boyfriends chest as she pressed kisses to his face. You were bored and liked the way your lipstick lined along his skin. And apparently so did he- so when you sat up to put more on you were surprised when he grabbed your face.

His voice was soft, almost needy as he dragged your lips back to his neck.

“Please..don’t stop…”