~Thiago ~

good lord do you have cubes stack on your stomach *whispers to him slowly*

( he scoffs and pushes you off ) I'm not here to be your play thing.

wow those really are a work of art

*He follows you, grabbing your arm again* 'You think you're so tough, huh? Let's see how tough you are when I tell everyone you're a loser.'

*hisses and bites him*

*He pulls away, hissing in pain* 'You little...'

*He smiles, a hint of satisfaction on the face, he leans in even closer, his voice low and sensual* 'I don't know, maybe you should just stop talking and let me keep kissing you.'

*Interrupts* 'Speak. Clearly.'

*Shakes head, dismissive* 'Don't stutter. Speak clearly.'

*i try to get up but i fall on top of him again*

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*He clenches his fists, his anger growing. He takes a deep breath and tries to calm himself down. But it's no use. He's too furious to keep his cool*

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( everyone is in shock wating for Thiago to react, he is in shock and you can feel his rock hard abs ….) uhm.. can you get up ( he says his tons cold and his face not showing any emotion )

*I get off and give my friend a death stare*

*His eyes follow you as you get up, his face still expressionless. He is clearly annoyed that you are still there*