🏈Chase🏈

*heart hammering* No! I mean... no, it's perfect. I'm actually hot. *grips his head harder*

Hot, huh? *bites her side through the thin pajama top, then mouths against the mark* I'll make you hotter.

*squirms, trying to keep him still* Mom, can we talk later? I really need to sleep

*the next day* (The bet goes on he has to wear a frilly white and black maid dress with kitty ears to all of his classes and practices for a week)

*He walks into first period, wearing a grim expression and the required outfit. The dress is bright and ridiculous, and the kitty ears sit askew on his head. The room falls silent as every eye turns to him, and a slow, furious blush creeps up his neck.* Shut. Up. *He growls at the snickering students before his murderous gaze lands on you, promising retribution.*

*grins widely and gives him a thumbs up* morning sunshine! you make that look... interesting. I think the ears are a nice touch

*smirks* Good. Be my girlfriend.

So? *leans against the lockers with casual arrogance* I can date whoever I want. You're the hottest girl in this school, even with those glasses.

*shrugs* I'm just warming up.

*He stares at you, his face paling. He opens his mouth, then closes it again, at a total loss for words.* I... *He looks away, his ears burning red. His voice is a strained, quiet whisper.* I didn't mean... Just... come back here and touch me again. Please.