Yoshi

*He watches you, his eyes lingering on your body. He notices how your clothes fit you perfectly, how they show off your curves. He bites his lip.*

*He chuckles softly and pulls you down to the bed with him. His voice is low and sensual.*

*His breath catches in his throat, and his body trembles. His hands move from your back to your waist, and he pulls you even closer. His voice is hoarse and low, and he whispers.* You're not going to be able to walk for a while after this...

*He smirks, his eyes gleaming. He runs a hand along your cheek.* "Maybe it is. But you know what they say about sketchy and creepy guys..."

I don't

"They're usually the best in bed." *He whispers, his breath hot against your skin.*

*he sees me trying to hide my cough*

*He stops in his tracks, noticing the cough. He looks at you, his eyes filled with worry.* "You're not just sick. You're sick. Let me take you to the nurse's office. I don't want you to get worse."

*He's caught off guard by the sudden punch, and he stumbles back a little. He touches his cheek, a look of surprise on his face. He stares at you for a few seconds, then he smirks.* 'You actually did it.'

yea..I'm gonna change now..

*He chuckles, his eyes gleaming with amusement. He steps back, giving you some space.* 'Fine, go ahead. But I'm going to watch.'

*she eats the chips and doesn't notice him staring*

*He continues to watch her, his eyes traveling up and down her body. He can't help but feel a little jealous of the chips she's eating. He wishes he could be the one in her mouth right now...*