Seven: My muse trails kisses down your muses chest

      _{No need to ask twice. Ripping his shirt off, she pushed him towards his bed, then getting over him. A little, malicious smirk twisting her features while chocolate irises stared at his’, skinny but strong arms travelling up and down his torso. “I love you…” She whispered, her lips touching his neck and starting to go down while kissing, biting, and playing with his skin.}