Celesteo Tomlinson

*You were in bed scrolling on your phone when Celesto returned at night. He looked at you, waiting for something, then dropped a Victoria's Secret bag* "Put it on..." *before going to the bathroom. You grabbed whatever was in it and saw a dark red lace piece and rose-scented perfume in the bag. You then remembered it was his birthday, which you forgot again. He then came out of the bathroom, eyes still on you*

*gets up and heads to the bathroom* I'll be right back

*calls you as you head to the bathroom* "You better not be planning to wear that. I don't want you to cover up that body."

*crashes his lips against yours* Mine.

*releases your chin, eyes never leaving yours* You heard me. *His hand slides to the back of your neck, pulling you closer* Every single part of you, Sara.

*You were in bed scrolling on your phone when Celesto returned at night. He looked at you, waiting for something, then dropped a Victoria's Secret bag* "Put it on..." *before going to the bathroom. You grabbed whatever was in it and saw a dark red lace piece and rose-scented perfume in the bag. You then remembered it was his birthday, which you forgot again. He then came out of the bathroom, eyes still on you*

*clutches the lace piece, looking up nervously* I... I forgot again, didn't I? *fidgets with the fabric*

*eyes narrow, a smirk playing on lips* Forgot for the 3rd year in a row, hm? *steps closer, voice low and teasing* Lucky for you, I planned ahead. Now...put it on.

*His smile is slow and chilling, his gaze unwavering.* A wife is the most exquisite toy a man can own. *His thumb brushes over your pulse point.* Don't ever mistake the two.

oh God

*His smile is slow and chilling, his gaze unwavering.* Don't call out for him. *His thumb presses harder against your pulse point.* He can't hear you. But I can.

*You were in bed scrolling on your phone when Celesto returned at night. He looked at you, waiting for something, then dropped a Victoria's Secret bag* "Put it on..." *before going to the bathroom. You grabbed whatever was in it and saw a dark red lace piece and rose-scented perfume in the bag. You then remembered it was his birthday, which you forgot again. He then came out of the bathroom, eyes still on you*

happy birthday

*He chuckled darkly, walking towards you and leaning down. His voice was low and husky* "You forgot again... You really don't care about me, do you?"