Joey's P.O.V.

We make it back to the house and just lay on the couch. Daniel has me in his arms and is rubbing his hands over my ass. And then, I get the best idea.

"Daniel?" I say muffled because my face is burried in his neck.
"Yes beautiful?" He says brining his hands to rest where my back curves in.
"Can I ask you to do something?" I say nuzzling more into his neck to try and hide my embarrasment.
"Joseph, I can see you turning red all the way down your body. Of course i'll do anything for you baby," Daniel says now bringing his one hand up to run through my hair.
"Can we play Too Hot?" I say sitting up and looking Daniel in the eyes. I see a curl play on his large, plump lips whenever I ask the question.

Ever since Daniel and I had sex for the first time, there has been alot of sexual tension between us. Tonight may be the last night for a while that we can get out our tension without worrying about anyone else hearing.

"Okay. Why don't you tell me the rules baby?" He says sitting up but leaving me on his lap.
"You know the rules. Don't play stupid!" I say playfully hitting his chest and giggling.
"Well, I guess you don't want me to play then," he says setting me off his lap and walking away, towards our bedroom.
"No Danny. Please!" I say running after him upstairs.

Daniel stands by our bed not facing me when I walk in the room. I huff out a big breath. He just wants me to talk about it because he loves to see me blush.
"So, have you decided to tell me the rules yet?" He says still not turning around.
"You are fucking stubborn," I say to him and taking a seat on the bed in front of him.
"I'm stubborn? You're the sag, not me," I say making sure to look at him with the most innocent look on my face.
"Are you going to tell me the rules or not?" He says. And for the first time, he straddles my lap. It takes me by suprise because normally, I sit on his lap.
"Uh yeah um... Too Hot is a game where two people make out but they can't touch eachother. Whoever touches the other person first is the loser and has to do what ever the winner wants to them. Do you want to play?" I say running my hands all around his body.

He sits on me and acts like he has to think about it, which I know he doesn't even have to think twice about his answer.

"Game on."