I was working on my laptop to work, sitting on the couch when I whince as I feel you bite my hand "Ow." I pull my hand away and rub where you bit me, I sigh and grumble, "Every... Fucking... Time..." I look down at you. You sitting on the floor, your head leaning on the couch near my right as you look up at me. "Honey, why?" I say, my eyes tired, my voice emtionless. "I swear I already have four bite marks from you..." I murmur. I run my fingers through my hair, pushing it out my face.
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