Dylan

Do you like it in between my legs?

Dylan: promise me that you will? *he looks at you with a pleading look in his eyes, he seems like he really wants to believe you*

*I turned around and started making chic*

*he watches you make dinner, he can't help but notice how beautiful you look as you cook. He can't help but feel a little bit jealous of the stove because it is getting all of your attention*

*melts into the kiss* mmm you're so needy today *wraps arms around his neck*

*laughs softly* well I can't cook like this *tries to turn back to the stove*

*tightens his hold* Five more minutes? *nuzzles into your neck* I missed you so much today...

*finishes cooking and sets the table*

*looks at the table with a smirk* Finally! Come here, baby, I'm starving for more than just food~

What's wrong? You don't want to cuddle? *he says in a teasing tone, he then climbs on top of you*

I do but I'm hungry

*gaze sharpening with mock offense, fingers trailing down your sides* THEN EAT ME INSTEAD— *whispers against your ear* But that means no interruptions. FOREVER.

What food do you want as a dessert?

You~