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⚠️Smut Warning⚠️

I was currently working at cleaning off one of the tables at the diner I worked at. I was whistling the song Tapioca Tundra as I worked, but I then heard someone come in the diner. I looked up from the table and was about to tell the person they had to leave since we were closing, but I then noticed it was Mike, my boyfriend.

"Oh, hi, Mike! What are you doing here?" I asked as I put my supplies away.

"Well, you know, it just makes a a little worried about you walking home all alone. You know, there are some real creeps out there." He leant against the wall and waited for me to finish cleaning.

"Oh, well that's very nice of you, Mike. I'm finished now, so we can go." I said as I finished putting everything away. I walked over to him and he held his arms out for a hug. He was being extra generous today, and I loved it.
I hugged him tightly, breathing in his scent of sweet cologne. After standing there for a moment, he pulled away and looked into my eyes with the sweetest smile. He then grabbed onto my hand and we both walked out the diner.
On the car ride home, Mike kept glancing at me out of the corner of his eye, making me confused. As we pulled into the driveway, he quickly got out of the car and got over to my side, opening the door for me. He never did anything like this.
I smiled at him and got out of the car. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder as we approached our house, and I looked up at him. Usually when we walked together, he was frowning, not because he was upset, but because he didn't like to smile. This time, he had the cutest smile on his face.
He let go of me and got his keys out of his pocket, quickly unlocking the door. When we both got inside, he didn't bother to turn the light on, even though it was pitch black inside. I closed the door and then turned the light on as I hung up my coat and he did with his, but he looked at me with a smirk and turned the light back off.

"No, don't bother doing that." Mike told me as he turned the light back off, then wrapping his arms around me and kissing me passionately. I was surprised at his sudden actions, but fell into the kiss quickly.
He placed his hand on the back of my head, deepening the kiss. I moaned softly, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Michael, what has gotten into you today?" I said as I pulled away.

"Nothing, I just love you so much." He kissed me again, then held onto my hand and slowly started walking towards the couch, as the room was dark and we couldn't see anything.
Soon, we finally reached the couch where he gently pushed me onto, then got on top of me and started kissing me. He was being so loving today that it was honestly scaring me.
His hands creeped up my shirt and he slowly lifted it over my head. He was being generous today, but yet so demanding and was in quite the rush to get what he wanted.
I pulled his face closer to mine by placing my hands on either side of his face, loving the feel of his long sideburns against my hands. My hands then slowly moved down towards the buttons on his shirt. His lips never left mine as I unbuttoned his shirt, then removed the fabric from his shoulders. I threw his shirt onto the ground and placed my hands on his back. Then, I moved down and placed my hand on the large bulge building up in his pants. Mike grabbed my hand and pushed it away, shaking his head.