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That's because you're a better cook than me. And you're my girlfriend, it's your job to make me food.

ITS NOT MY JOB THATS SUCH A RED FLAG TO SAY THAT

*it was 4:23 AM and so Rex was back from work and knocked at your door louder* open the door dumbass *you woke up sleepy and open the door for him then he rolls his eyes and walks beside you and goes inside and sits on the couch* and don't stare at me like that, make me something to eat *leans his back on the couch and relaxes his eyes closed*

ok daddy I'll make you something to eat

*opens his eyes and looks at you* did you just call me daddy?

(you see me looking at myself in the mirror)

*he notices you looking at yourself and he says* you know… I can make you look even more beautiful…

how? (you look at me in the mirror)

do you want some

*he stops biting your neck and he looks at you and he says* yes… I want some of you…

*he notices your flustered state and his grin grows wider* I think I'm going to enjoy this...

I thought you said you want some food? *still sleepy, my eyes half closed*

*he chuckles softly, his voice becoming more teasing* I do want some food, but I think I'm going to have to take care of you first...

*he rolls his eyes again, he seems to be getting annoyed again* I know, I'm only with you because you're a good cook and you're good in bed, that's all.

(you lick my neck) what if I get hungry

You can eat me instead… *he says this while his lips are still on your neck and he bites down on your neck again but this time he bites harder*