He swallowed, chuckling nervously. She was no sweet innocent girl. She was a little devil who knew what she wanted and how to pull a man's strings.
He pulled away and gave her a scorching look which she laughed off.
"As I was saying, tell me more about it. Does it hurt?"
He laid back and pulled her into his arms not caring to ask. Fortunately, she didn't protest. She made herself comfortable on his chest and waited.
"It's painful if you indulge in it with the wrong person and continue to do so. For some, it's just a way of passing time. For others, it's an art.
Between people who share deep bonds, it should be the red string that makes the breakoff of their emotions.
Sometimes, you wish to express yourself but find no words to do so. It's one of the ways of expressing yourself without speaking out. Only with your mate, lover, or partner for the day."
