Imagine you and him laying in bed together, both of you side by side, looking up at the ceiling; your fingers are locked into his. You're both laying there thinking about nothing and everything. Eventually he closes his eyes and begins to doze off. You turn on your side to face him, wrap your arm around him, and lay your head on his chest. You can feel the warmth pouring off of his body. You can hear his heart beating as you lay there, feeling his chest rise and fall slowly. His chest rumbles almost as if he were purring. You then begin to slowly pull his shirt up with just your index finger and you trail that finger around his belly button and up to his chest. You softly kiss his side, then his nipple, and to the hallow of his neck. You can see him grinning, but his eyes are still closed. He's completely aware of everything you're doing, but he teases you; he refuses to react. So you continue to lay there, watching him with big eyes, like a tiger watches its prey. Soon enough, he peeks at you from one eye, he grins devilishly, huffs a laugh, and swiftly pulls you up to sit on top of him. Your knees are on either side of his waist, it's not long before you feel something large begin to poke you. He quickly leans in, grabs your elbows, and pulls you down so you're face to face. His happy, blue eyes are staring directly into yours, his fluffy beard tickling your chin. He then presses his lips against yours. It's soft, warm, and full of such love. Chills run down your spine and a single tear slips from the corner of your eye. He crosses his arms around your back, filling you with heat. The energy of all of it buzzes through your body and you realize just how much you love this man.....