Smoo- What the hell

You walked out of the bathroom feeling refreshed. You just took a nice shower, and washed your face, and your hair, and... well, you get the idea. You sat down on the couch next to Dave who glanced at you. You both sat there watching tv for a few minutes. "...What're we watching?" You finally asked. "Hell if I know." Dave chuckled. "I just got bored and turned the tv on." You giggled. "Nice." He smirked and went back to the tv. You leaned on the arm of the couch and put your cheek in your hand. 'Holy crap...' You moved your hand around, feeling your face. You put your other hand to your face, squeezing your cheeks lightly. Dave looked over at you, wondering what the sweet fuck you were doing.

You started giggling loudly, still rubbing your face. Dave's face broke out into a smile as his eyebrows creased in confusion. He started laughing as you squished your cheeks together. "What the hell are you doing, woman?" You looked to your boyfriend. "Dave. Dave. Dave." You grabbed his arm, feeling oddly hyper. "What? What? What?!" You laughed harder, making your cheeks turn red. "My face... It... its so... SMOOVE." He pulled his shades down slightly, letting you get a glimps of his eyes. "...'smoove'?" You nodded, taking his shaded off of his face and putting them on the coffee table, not that he minded; since it was just you two. "I just washed it with some new face-wash and... it made my face so smoove." Dave smirked, reaching a hand out and grabbed your cheek. You blushed slightly as he ran his thumb over it. "Yeah. Your face is smoove." You giggled. "Hey! That's my word! Pay me." He grinned. "Alright. Although, I don't got any cash. Will this work?" He leaned over and kissed you.

You smirked and kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Yeah. This works." You mumbled against his lips. He chuckled and wrapped his arms around your waist. You threaded your fingers through his silky, blonde locks. He leaned you back, hovering above you. Breaking the kiss, he went to your cheek. He kissed and licked it, making you moan. "Dave... that's nasty, man..." You could hear his smirk. "You seem to enjoy it, though." You pouted. "Shut it, Stri-iiii~!" He went to your neck and found your soft spot, cutting you off. You leaned your head back, giving Dave more access. You turned your head to the side, and saw the most terrifying thing.

Lil' Cal.

He was staring at you two.

"Mm. Dave, stop." He ignored you, continuing to assult your neck with love bites. "D-Dave, quit. Stop! DAVE STOP IT!" He finally heard the distress in your voice and lifted his head, red eyes shining with concern. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" You shook your head. "N-no... but... the mood's gone." You motioned to Cal. Dave looked and yelled, jumping to the other end of the couch. You sighed heavily and sat up. "Dammit..." Dave muttered, leaning back against the couch. You put your head on his shoulder. "...We can try again later?" You suggested, looking up at him. He blushed, picking you up. "Forget later." He mumbled, rushing to his room and slamming the door shut. Bro chuckled as he got Lil' Cal off of the table. "...Go get some, kid." He smirked, sitting on the couch and cranking the tv's volume up.