Rum

You are sitting in the car after meeting mutual friends with whom you have long wanted to get together, you start filming a video as you always did, just to the music, and when you turned to Ron, he looked at you as if you were the only one who exists, a look full of love, adoration, tenderness, trepidation, you looked into each other's eyes, his gaze sometimes dropped to your lips, and the corners of his lips trembled. You looked at him with the same great love. He puts his hand on your knee and gently strokes it without vulgarity, you bite your lower lip and release it, running your tongue over it. Ron looks at this gesture and also runs his tongue over his lower lip, the corners of his lips tremble again.

• Little... you are so beautiful. He said in a low whisper. Which sent shivers down your spine. You smiled at him and put your hand on his neck, and with your fingers you started playing with his earlobe. And you looked at him like he was the best thing in the world. No vulgarity, true love that makes your heart flutter pleasantly. You put your head on the headrest of the car seat and continue playing with his earlobe. He closes his eyes.
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