You always hurt me, you left me for months and now you're attacking me with words, I do not want to talk to you Octavia." He dismisses and she holds back her giggles.

Her hand trails his body, barely grazing his skin, traveling down his navel and to his manhood. She grips it before he could even say a word and slowly strokes him, moving closer to his ear, "forgive me, I didn't want to upset you but I'm not looking the best. I thought you wouldn't love me anymore after I begin to age visibly."

"I'm not superficial that I would stop loving you because you're getting older, please...