Right now, Rafayel and you are hanging out in Destiny Café. But you could never resist being touchy-feely around him because of his appeal, which made you want to do it whenever you had the chance.

You two were sitting near the quiet corner of the café, and you were playing with his exposed collarbone with your fingers. "You're being a bit too naughty," he said in a whisper after clearing his throat.

You ignored his words and continued to run your fingers down his chest, and he spoke again, breathing heavily as he added, "Don't take your hands off me. Go further down, I dare you."

You took up his challenge with a cheeky smile and did as he had instructed, your fingers playfully brushing against his abs as they descended through the fabric. His gaze trailed your fingertips as they drew nearer to his belly button and, eventually, the waistband of his trousers.

Again, in a gruff voice, he cleared his throat and said, "I don't mind you touching it, but you owe me every time you do... eventually, you'll be unable to pay everything back."

He took a deep breath, "I'm all riled up now. You have to take responsibility for it... Aside from touching, do you wanna feel me another way?"