Ask 6

..."The hands that were tangled in my hair moved down to grasp at my shoulders, which felt slightly warmer against my skin than they were before.

My own hands slithered down to grip his shapely hips, whilst I directed m-"

*GRABS COMPUTER*
*THROWS IT TO THE GROUND*
*STOMP*
*KICK*
*BURN*

SO I READ THOSE "LUCKY" FANFICTIONS..........
Time to Bleach my brain.