Angle for a Devil (Closed)

"What? You sound gorgeous." He hummed, pushing himself upwards.

"Maybe not to you, but it sounded lovely to me." Playing with her hair, he tried to keep his eyes trained on her face.

He caught himself, multiple times, having his eyes wander to different places he shouldn't. "I think I need to shower too." He mumbled, ruffling his hair.

"You sure?" He hummed, sliding off the bed.

Snickering, he turned back to her. "What if I said yes?" He hummed, leaning on the bed frame.

"I think I got it for tonight sugar." He winked, pulling his shirt off and tossing it to her. "But I'll keep it in mind."

"Love to see you shirtless sometime." He hummed, coming up to the bathroom door.

"Give me a date and time, I'll be there." He teased, slipping his jeans off as well, kicking them aside. Turning to face her, he winked, and slipped into the bathroom alone.

Quickly he showered, not singing, and was out in ten minutes. Loosely tying a towel around his waist, he pushed the bathroom door open. "Where did you find the extra clothes?" He asked, coming to the edge of the bed.

Chuckling, he filed through the dresser, pulling out a pair of boxer shorts. "I wouldn't expect a reaction from you." He mumbled, pulling out a pair of long pajama pants as well.

"Nothing, don't worry about it." He hummed, walking back into the bathroom. He hadn't shut the door completely, only brought it to the latch. "You sleepy yet darling?"

Once half-dressed, he pulled the towel over his shoulders. "Why ever not?" He asked teasingly, coming out of the bathroom.

Sliding onto the bed, he laid next to her. "Am I too energizing?"

Chuckling, he stretched out on the bed. "Is it just because I have abs?"

"Alright, happy to hear that." He hummed with a bright smile.