you cheekily wiped off the kiss and he looks at you, confused

He leans in again giving another little peck, you wiped it off again.

he grabs your face and kisses you roughly "stop."kiss "that."kiss

you groan but laugh "alright, alright" you say smiling as he didn't stop

He smirks at you, you knew what that look meant, you rush to a mirror and your neck is covered with hickeys.

"JASON!"

"looks like they won't be wiped off anytime soon, now does it" he says with a wide grin