"Hey, I never said this would be family friendly."
Lea came over to her boyfriend's apartment after their date. It had been raining, and both of them were curled up on the sofa.
They had been dating for two months now. Deacon brought her over so that they could spend the night together, something they had both wanted.
His kisses skimmed across her jawline, then her temple. Lea felt something take root within her. Something feral. Taking his lead, Lea kissed him back, playfully nipping his lower lip.
Deacon chuckled, his eyes lighting up with lust and greed. "Why don't we take this to bed?" he asked.
"No." Lea eyed the room they were in. The fireplace was already lit. The steady fall of rain lulled them with a sense of peace. Light from the candles danced across the walls. "Not the bedroom. Here."
"The bed is soft, sweetheart." He countered, surprised by her boldness.
Lea simply took him by the hand and led him to the carpet, the both of them giggling as she lay down and pulled him on top of her. "I'm soft," she said, her breath catching as he kissed her again.
Deacon felt like he was looking at her with new eyes. Who was this creature? He couldn't wait to find out.
Inspired by writing prompt #431, from @writinghoursopen
