Scandalous
You were at your boyfriend’s house making lunch because he had hockey practice.
You were at the stove making grilled cheese sandwiches when you felt two strong arms loop around your waist. You leaned back, resting your head on the person’s shoulder as their masculine scent traveled to your nose.
“Mmm, this smells good.” He pressed kisses to your neck as his hands slowly roamed your body.
“We can’t do this right now, H/N is going to be home soon from practice.” You squirmed under his touch, rubbing yourself into him.
“He’ll be mad if he catches us” You giggled.
“It's not like he can punish me,” He continued to pepper your face with lewd kisses.
“I’m his father for Christ’s sake.”






