You and Kofi have been dating for some time now...around maybe 3 years. Yes you have moved together, pretty early? Yeahhhh but neither of you cared.

You've noticed that Kofis view of your body and sex is...diffrent than the other men's. He views is at something not meant to be shown daily, not meant to be done daily. With his hypersexuality it's insanely hard to keep up with his own mindset, but he can't help but think porn is...wrong.

One night, it's around 3am, he's asleep in your shared bed, the big windows creating a blue atmosphere from the moon. He's shirtless with some sweatpants on since he was a bit hot...you on the other hand, were wide awake, needing attention, needing to feel loved. You didnt think, you never do, you shook him awake.

"Mmh...?" He slowly woke up, hus eyes squinted, but open. He laid back on his elbows before fully sitting up.

You gently untied your robe, letting it fall. You bit your lip, wanting to feel loved.

But Kofi just...smiled faintly. He sighed, gently and slowly closing your robe. "Love...i dont wanna see your body all the time..." He said, his voice raspy still laced eith sleep.

"Why?" You frowned, thinking your body is just...icky.

"Because..." He sighed, sitting up. "I..." He stopped, trying to find the right words. "Because your body means a lot to me..."

He ran a hand through his messy dreads, thinking. He started again.

"It's not a casual thing to me...your body is special, so when you show it off for fun? Its...a turn off..." He said bluntly, looking down at your hands that were holding the edges of your robe.