<strong>NAME:</strong>Phillip Ekhardt<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Constant sweater hoodie, rough jeans, thick-soled black boots, hair worn lose and wild<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday | June 9th, 2017<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Chloe's place<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Warmer<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Chloe<br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/74557243/large.jpg)</div><br/>Phil had sighed softly to himself - but at this proximity to Chloe's ear there was no way she would not hear him. What a clumsy approach! The only way that she would not mind that was that they had been becoming close for such a long time, now.<br/><br/>"...I'll stay." He said, very softly, as if steering the way on their little whispering conversation. He moved in very gently, pressing his cheek to hers so very tightly, loving to feel how soft and smooth and puffy her features were against his own. "For you." He added after a moment, considering her words. He loved Chloe in a dozen different ways, and yet now the time come for him to consider if he'd like to bind himself to her from now on. So much yet to experiment and to try out there, so many other girls.<br/><br/>And yet Chloe captivated him the most. There were the more... curvy girls out there, but Chloe had always been sweet, always been 'his' friend in a sense. Benny knew it. Perhaps it was time to enjoy their relationship's true potency.<br/><br/>So his hand lifted up and cupped her breast very softly, gently, feeling her flesh against his palm.