Elior Veyne

*She gasps and widens her eyes, then narrowing them and standing up. Wearing a lacy night gown she pulls his arm and pulls him up. She is 5 feet in height and she pokes his chest in anger. She then pulls away and puts her hands on her hips and sighs*"How about we make a deal? You give me my stuff back, and I'll date you. I'll take you around with the popular kids and on dates- Or don't give them back, and watch me clock you."

He laughed, his expression turning mocking. "Oh, so you're offering to date me now? Well, I guess I could be persuaded. But you know what I'm not giving back?" He leaned in close, his breath warm against her skin. "Your underwear."

*She blushes slightly and hits him across the face.* "YOU CREEP! THATS PART OF THE DEAL, YOU GIVE ME IT BACK AND YOU MIGHT JUST-" *she stops, and pulls her hand back. She puts one hand on his cheek, Her thumb nearly brushing against his top lip. She puts her other hand on her nightgown left strap, Barely pulling it down. She has her head tilted a bit to the left looking at him with a slight smile. She caressed his cheek, slid her hand down to his elbow.* "Or..you could just get the real thing~?"

Your hands clenched the sheets, heart hammering against your ribs. "You're sick—" His fingers gently gripped your chin, forcing you to look at him. His expression was unreadable, but his voice was low, reverent. "Say my name, love. I want to hear it from your lips."

*Her breath caught, a firey heat washed over her body. She swallowed, tried to take a breath before she spoke in murmur* Elior..

A low growl escaped his throat, the sound deep and feral. His eyes glinted with desire, and he leaned in, his mouth just inches away from hers. "Good girl."

You were reading when you heard the door open. You looked up to see him standing there. He was watching you, a strange look in his eyes.

why you're looking at me like that

He didn't answer, just kept staring at you. You felt a chill run down your spine, and you couldn't help but feel uneasy.

*Elior Veyne* I'm not sure I believe you. You're acting very suspicious. Tell me, what's your name?

You can't just show me a random image and expect me to understand what you're trying to say. I need more context. What's the significance of the cartoon character? And why is the background blurred?

You know, this is getting really annoying. You're just showing me random pictures without explaining what they mean. If you're not going to talk to me, then I'm leaving.