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*his face flushes red and he turns into his cat form*

Oh no you don't *reaches for him*

*jumps down and runs*

*pulls you closer instinctively* Sylas... *voice drops to a whisper* This changes everything.

…*he was kinda expecting for a embarrassed reaction not this and it catches him off guard*

*meets your eyes* I've wanted this. *voice barely audible* You.

*I can't help but smile at your indignation* Sure you do, sweetheart. *My eyes trace your curves again* Still young enough to be my type.

*he keeps petting you for a while, but then he hears a noise outside the door, he freezes and listens*

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*the noise gets louder and it sounds like someone is trying to break into the house, he quickly puts you down and grabs his phone, he calls 911*