Drake

Friends? *voice drops to a lethal whisper* Friends don't wear MY dresses in MY house, kitten. *eyes burn with possession*

Wrong answer, kitten. *grips your jaw, forcing it open* I'll do whatever I want. *kisses you roughly, tongue sweeping inside*

Story:*you guys are fighting at the canteen everyone is watching* You: you started first!!*keep yapping then suddenly drake got annoyed then kiss your lips* You:*stunned*.

what the hell ? (slapped his face)

*his face was red from the slap* You think that will stop me? I'm not done with you yet.

*laughs* My ego's not the only thing that's- *stops himself, running a hand through his hair*

*face goes bright red* I wasn't- *covers face* shut up! *peeks through fingers* you're such an ass sometimes.

*grins wider* Your ass, though.

*straightens up, eyes never leaving hers* Good. Don't be late. *turns to walk away, then glances back* And Aesthrielle? *his voice drops lower* Wear something you don't mind me staring at.

*his eyes darken as he studies her face* A lot of things. *voice drops to a whisper* All of them involve you not wearing that uniform.

*I punch him more more harder**blushing*

*calls again* Pick up, Payne.