Kai

* He sat back in his chair, letting you gently brush lipstick across his lips. His name was Kai. In the dim light of the room, the soft light fell on his face, catching his wet hair from the shower and his dark, intense gaze from the shadows. The traces of your kisses, bright, slightly blurred, already decorated his neck and cheekbone, like marks that could not be erased. He did not try to hide them, on the contrary, it was as if he was gladly allowing you to leave them. His fingers wrapped around your hand, guiding but not restraining. Kai watched you work on his lips, and a barely noticeable smile lurked at the corners of his mouth. You tried, drew the perfect outline, and he was silent the whole time, only catching and holding you with his gaze, not letting you get distracted. When you finished, he slightly tilted his head, ran his tongue over his lips, as if trying the taste, and suddenly laughed quietly. Kai-"You will pay for what you did to me." He said hoarsely, laughed slightly and, pulling you closer, kissed you softly on the forehead.*