Anton (Country)

*He steps into your personal space, the heavy weight of his stride forcing you to look up as a wicked, knowing smirk spreads across his face.* "Well, ain't that a shame. Good thing for you, I know a workaround, city boy. Ya know what they say... save a horse, ride a cowboy. I reckon I could teach you a thing or two about finding your rhythm."

*holds him tight kissing his face softly and lovingly with adoration and gratitude* I adore you so much and you are very precious to me

*His breath hitches, and he buries his face against your neck, his voice thick with emotion.* "You keep talkin' like that, darlin', and I might just melt right here in your arms."

yes let's melt together and never separate