I never thought I was the possessive type, at least not until I met him. He was everything I never knew I wanted in a partner. He was kind, funny, and so incredibly smart.
I could talk to him for hours about anything and never get bored. He was the type of person who I could tell anything to, and he would always listen with an open heart.
We had been together for about six months when I started to get worried.
We were both in uni and surrounded by attractive people who were constantly flirting with each other. I knew that he was devoted to me, but I couldn’t help but feel jealous of all the attention he was getting from other people. I wanted to do something to make sure everyone knew that he was taken, that he was mine.
That’s when I had the idea to leave a “love bite” on his neck. For those who don’t know, a love bite is a hickey, a mark left on the skin after a passionate make-out session. It’s a way to show that someone is taken and that they are not available to date anyone else.
At first, I was nervous about the idea. I was afraid that he would be mad at me or think I was being possessive. But then I realized that he was probably feeling the same way I was. He was probably just as worried about other people trying to get his attention as I was.
So I decided to go for it.
One night we were snuggling in bed, and I leaned in to kiss him. I did it in such a way that my lips lingered on his neck for a few seconds longer than usual. I could feel his pulse quicken as I kissed him, and I knew he was enjoying it. When I pulled away, I could see the love bite forming on his neck. I smiled to myself, knowing that I had successfully marked my territory.
The next day I was worried that he would be angry. But to my surprise, he was actually really happy. He told me that he loved the fact that I wanted everyone to know that he was taken. It made him feel special and loved. He also said that he was glad I had the courage to do something so bold.
After that, I felt more secure in our relationship. I knew that he was mine, and I was his. We had a special bond that no one else could touch. I also felt more confident that no one else would try to take him away from me. He was taken, and everyone knew it.