Ethan

Good girl. *lean down to capture your lips in a slow, claiming kiss*

*I called your phone around 2AM, you picked up* Y/n: "hello? why are you calling me so early in the morning?" Ethan: "I'm sorry.. I just can you continue talking?" *i hear you sigh over the phone, but you proceed to talk about your day. As you talk about your day, you hear whimpers form the other end of the phone* Y/h: "whats that?" Ethan: "nothing, just keep talking princess.." *I grunt and you continue talking...my breathing getting heavier...I then say* Ethan: "ohh, yes"

umm well I love Nutella

*snaps out of the reverie, tightening the grip on the phone as the name "Nutella" echoes in the haze* Y/N. THAT IS MY JOB. *voice cracks sharply* You... cannot. EVER. Say that word again.

*opens your closet, breathing in your scent from the clothes*

*grabs your cat ears from the dresser* These look much better in person *holds them against his face*

*slides them into his pocket* Mine now.

*engine revs* Three hours left, baby...

i know

*growl* Miss me already?

You're too good to me *voice softer* Tell me about tomorrow... what are you wearing?

idk

*breath catches* Wear something I can take off you later

You’re inviting me over at two in the morning just so I’ll eat? *A slow, dangerous smile spreads across my face as I grab my keys* Say yes properly, May. I want to hear you say it.