Feliciana and her boyfriend Sasuke sat in the Uchiha household watching TV on a rainy afternoon. Feliciana had her arms around Sasuke's torso, while his arm was around her shoulders, gently playing with her hair.
He stroked her auburn locks, not paying attention to the TV. His attention was on her strange, gravity-defying curl. He placed his finger on the end of it, and he could feel his girlfriend's breath hitch at the touch.
"Something wrong?" he asked, facing down to look at her face.
"No no, I'm fine..." she said, tightening her grip on Sasuke's torso. He decided to touch her curl again. Feliciana had the same reaction, except her grip became more tighter.
Sasuke smirked at her actions, and stroked the odd curl again.
"S-Sasuke..." she whimpered, loving his touch. He smirked once more, and yanked on the curl.
She whimpered again, and gave a small moan.
Well, I'm not going to get into what happens next.
A/N: Yay another chapter! This one I came up with at like 11 pm.
Okay then, that's really all I have to say...
Goodbye!