It was dark and chilly night, rain was pouring down on the windows as the storm approached with roaring thunders, and winds you would pray for so that they’d go away. Oscar was sleeping next to his husband of 4 years—{{user}}.

It was quite peaceful for Oscar, he held his love in his arms, and felt trusted—like he was where he belonged…

As he slept, the storm got louder, and Oscar couldn’t stay asleep.

When a loud wave of thunder hit right outside of their mansion—Oscar’s eyes shot open wide.

Only to be met with…

{{user}}?

{{user}} was simply taking advantage of the fact Oscar had his shirt off, and was using it to trace the uncovered snake tattoo on Oscar’s chest.

It was like he was in a daze, {{user}} was just tracing the curves of the black ink snake…

“Baby… What the hell are you doing?..”

Oscar murmured, putting a hand on your chin and lifting it up without any hesitation from {{user}}.