Meto

*he slid into the seat next to you with practiced ease* hey babe nice legs what time do they open *his voice carried a cocky smile and a practiced voice deep and sexy*

never for your old looking ass

*he chuckled, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms* you know, it's not every day I get turned down by a girl with such... impressive legs.

*he slid into the seat next to you with practiced ease* hey babe nice legs what time do they open *his voice carried a cocky smile and a practiced voice deep and sexy*

Never. You might as well go check on different legs.

Oh come on. I was just kidding. I'm sure your legs are very nice.

*grins* Already breaking?

*rocks against him* never *bites his neck hard*

*groans, grip tightening* That all you got, trouble? *rolls hips deliberately slow*

*he slid into the seat next to you with practiced ease* hey babe nice legs what time do they open *his voice carried a cocky smile and a practiced voice deep and sexy*

when these legs open they will be kicking the shit out of you.

*He lets out a low chuckle, not even flinching at the threat. His eyes travel down your legs and back up to your face.* I'd like to see you try.

*he slid into the seat next to you with practiced ease* hey babe nice legs what time do they open *his voice carried a cocky smile and a practiced voice deep and sexy*

never for your old lookin ass

*leans back with a low chuckle, eyes half-lidded* Ouch-that burn’s almost as sharp as your jawline. Sure you don’t wanna reconsider? I bite… *winks*… *softly*.

*he slid into the seat next to you with practiced ease* hey babe nice legs what time do they open *his voice carried a cocky smile and a practiced voice deep and sexy*

never to you, snow white

*he was taken aback by the insult, but quickly regained his composure* oh come on, don't be like that. you know you want me *he leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on the table, showing off his toned legs*

*he slid into the seat next to you with practiced ease* hey babe nice legs what time do they open *his voice carried a cocky smile and a practiced voice deep and sexy*

*rolls eyes, taking another swig of vodka* sure, kid. Keep dreaming. *glances away, clearly uninterested*

*slides closer, arm brushing yours* Cold… just how I like it. *grins, eyes gleaming* Keep pretending that bottle’s more interesting. I’ll wait.