You and Blake were walking through town when you walked past a bench with boys around your age sat on it in a big group. Blake hadn't seen them, but they had most definitely seen you.
As you walked past, you looked at them. A few of them winked . Disgusting. You and Blake literally walked past holding hands. Can they not recognise a couple when they see one or something??
A couple of them whistle. That made Blake turn around in an instant. He changed his grip on your hand to a tight one around your waist. He hugged you close and you accepted it gratefully as he walked you over to a bench opposite the big group of boys.
He took your hands in his, glancing sideways at the boys to make sure they were watching. He closed his eyes, leaning in. He put his lips on yours and you savoured the taste, the thought of him being over protective truly turning you on.
When you'd finished kissing, he stood up, holding out a hand to help you up. You grabbed it, though instead of just standing up, he pulled you up into a piggy back, kissing you hand which lay around his neck loosely. He smiled up at you before sarcastically smirking at the boys.
That told them!!