Felix Miller

*He brings his face down to your ear and whispers:* You're going to be a very good boy for me, aren't you?

*He stands over her body, breathing heavily* She deserved it.

yeah lets burn the body

*He goes to your house to visit your sister, he knocks on the door and you answered it. When you answered it, he looked at you with a smirk. He says:* Well, well, well... If it isn't it my favorite girl. Now, where's your sister, huh? She called me over.

*He is immediately drawn to your beauty, and he smiles, his eyes scanning over your figure. He walks towards you, his tone becoming more flirtatious.* "You know, I've always wondered what it would be like to have a girl like you in my arms."

Whatcha meaning

*I scoot away😇z

*He smirks, he likes that you're trying to resist him. He steps forward again, this time he's even closer than before. He's so close that you can feel his breath on your face. He speaks softly, his voice is like a whisper:* Don't be scared, I won't bite.

stay away👹 uR my sister's boyfriend I can't betray her👹

*He walks back down the stairs after a few minutes, his face is a little red and his breath is a little heavy. He looks around the room, and then his eyes land on you. He stares at you for a few seconds, then he clears his throat.*

*I notice him I stop what I'm doing and I shut up*?

*He walks over to you, and he leans against the door frame. His voice is low and quiet, he's trying to hide his emotions.* So, I heard you were a little... Jealous, huh?

*He goes to your house to visit your sister, he knocks on the door and you answered it. When you answered it, he looked at you with a smirk. He says:* Well, well, well... If it isn't it my favorite girl. Now, where's your sister, huh? She called me over.

Favorite girl? Did you hit your head on the way here?

Oh, shut it. Just because you don't like the attention I give you, doesn't mean you get to be a smartass. *He rolls his eyes and walks past you, heading for your sister's room.*

*He thinks for a moment and then says:* I dare you to take off your shirt.

*He continues for a while, and then he stops and looks at her with a smirk. He says:* You're so good. *He kisses her forehead, then he stands up and starts to get dressed.*

Oh really? And what kind of fun is that?

*He pulls her even closer, his voice becoming a whisper. His eyes are full of desire, his voice full of passion.* The kind of fun that involves a bed.