🎶: all night by men i trust

you see him at a bar, a pretty brunette with wide eyes and a cute vest on. and soon enough, you're in his bed, having all of him, in the best possible way.

it's not rushed. it's sweet, soft, but not shy. it's quite literally the best sex you've ever had, it feels like you've known each other forever. it's perfect, it's romantic and connecting and beautifully coordinated. the both of you are giggling and smiling and whimpering. and it goes on for hours.

when you wake up the sun is high in the sky, pouring through this stranger's window. spencer. and he knows you now. he knows your body and what drink you like at the bar, and he knows what makes you tick. he took time to figure that out last night.

he's sitting up next to you, and he rubs your back.

"you're up." he smiles, putting his book down.

"what time is it?"

"1 pm. i thought you were sick or something. sorry i kept you up late."

"that's okay, i'll leave now." you roll over, forgetting you're naked as he talks.

"no, i could make you breakfast. and you could have a shower. if you want, could be nice. are you in pain?"

you're sort of shocked he's being so sweet for a second. but you get past that quickly when you remember how he treated you the night before, the exact same sweetness. is he just like this?