Kate looks down at her boyfriend's back, secretly loves how he so easily cuddles down onto the bed with only his boxers and the covers by his hips as, well, cover. She walks up to him, her fingers lightly touching his bare back.
"Awake?" she whispers and he hums.
"Barely," he answers and she lets her fingers scratch a bit more, feeling his muscles tense and relax under her fingernails. "Mmh, don't stop."
She smiles, she hadn't planned on stopping, and before he can say anything else she carefully sets her knee on the bed to be able to carefully slide the other one over his body. She gently sits down and hears him moan with anticipation. Biting her lower lip she lets her fingers run up and down his back again, feeling the way his body react beneath her fingers.
"Mmhmm, what did I do to deserve this?" he asks and she starts to massage him for real.
"Hmm, I don't know," she teases before she bends down to kiss his shoulder. "Perhaps it's just a thank you for you being you."
He moans even more as her kneading becomes harder.
"You could've easily become a massage therapist you know," he says in a moan and she chuckles.
"Then I wouldn't come home and give them to you," she says and he growls.
"Forget I said anything," he says and she chuckles more.
She leans down again and kisses the back of his head. When she straightens up again he somehow manages to turn around under her without knocking her off. Maybe because she immediately raises her body when she feels his shift. With him facing her she smiles bigger and bites her lower lip, seeing the way he reacts to her tease. Feeling the way he reacts.
"Can I kiss you?" he asks and she chuckles.
"Definitely," she says before she leans down and gives into the beautifully tasty way his lips and touch feels against hers.
The End