are u blushing yet

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Nightowl leans back on the couch, you facing him on his lap. "Puppy, we have to go soon."

"Mm." His eyes rove over you as his fingers slip through the holes of your tights and scrape at your thighs. "I know." Your skin is so, so fucking warm.

He pulls his hands out to bring you closer by your neck until your chest is pressed against his, and he drops kiss after kiss on the skin between your neck and shoulder. He dips his free hand into your back pocket and tries to bring you even closer.

"P-puppy, seriously-"