Jake

You: leaning against the kitchen table, staring off into space Jake: sleeping in bed You: strokes Layla, Layla is yours and Jake’s dog Layla…. You’re so cute. you smile and suddenly feel Jake’s veiny hands on your waist, wrapping his muscular arms around you from behind, squeezing you gently, his breath tickling your neck boo!~ he says in a childish and playful tone, gently planting a kiss on your neck