I Know You're Craving it Baby

He's noticed the marks on you, and he's not letting it go. He wants to know exactly what happened, even as you blush and try to brush it off.

When you finally admit the bruises came from a rough night with that jerk, he doesn't take it well. He's protective, a little jealous, and genuinely thrown by the state of you. For a moment, he'd feared something truly awful had happened.

But underneath the concern is something more pointed: he knows how this is done properly, and whoever left you marked like that was careless. He'd never leave you with anything that lasts.