'baby can you go and grab my postmates from the front door?',
I asked my boyfriend Mac as I sat on the kitchen bench and he stood in front of me with our arms wrapped around each other. He somewhat pulled away, my hands were still around his necks and his hands were around my waist,
'do I have to? I like being here',
Mac said rubbing his hand up and down my back under my shirt, I smiled at him,
'I like it to but unless you want me to be hungry I would go get my food',
I said, he smiled at me and pulled away. He walked to the front door and grabbed my food and walked back to the kitchen,
'you can have it once you give me a kiss',
Mac said for some reason he was being extra clingy and affection today but I wasn't complaining. I gave him a quick kiss, he smiled into it pulling away and handing me my food,
'there you go baby',
Mac said, I began to open the bag pulling my food out. Mac stood in-between my legs as I turned slightly to eat my food, I slowly began to eat my food. Mac began to eat some out it as well, I was fine when he had the occasional bite but he was essentially eating more then I was. I whacked his hand,
'can you please get your fingers out of my food?'.
