You sat around the desk pieces as your eyebrows furrow, until you finally give up and call your older boyfriend, Jensen.

“Hey, darlin’.” He picked up immediately with that soft tone he only ever used with you.

“Hey… I’m having trouble with this desk… could you come over from work and help?”

Less than an hour later, he’s shown up, and he’s fixing your desk, and before you know it, it’s standing up on 4 legs.

He stood up and wiped his hands, with a long tired sigh “All done.” He puts his hands on his hips. “You can repay me with a kiss.” He grinned mischievously.

You give him a light peck, but he doesn’t let you let go that easily, he holds your hips and leans into you with a passionate kiss, lifting you up on the desk with stern hands.

“How about we test the durability of it?” He trails his hands down your inner thighs.