#daxtons forcing me

Daxton heard a knock on the door as he straightened out the tie of his suit. He tossed his hair around one more time making sure his flower was pinned alright before practically racing down the stairs skipping multiple steps as he bounded to the door. He opened the door smiling at his boyfriend and doing what was natural between the two and jumping into his arms. He’d only just seen him yesterday but every time he saw him he acted as if it’d been months and covered his face with kisses before finally reaching his lips and kissing him and puling back to see a fluster Prescott. He grinned as usual and said, “Hi.” He giggled. His arms still wrapped around his neck casually. "Ready to go?" He purred.