𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢

*He pulls away, breathing heavily.* "You know what I want more than that, don't you?" *He smirks and starts unbuttoning his shirt.*

*𝐎𝐡, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧

*He gritted his teeth, his grip tightening on your wrist* "You're lucky I like you, otherwise I'd have you on your knees right now."

You're really cute in pink hair

"You really think so? I always thought it made me look a little feminine."

*Laughs* If so then you're only my feminine

*𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝* *𝐘𝐨𝐮* 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬?" *𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝*. "𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮." *𝐇𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝*. *" 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭 ," *.𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬.*

Cute..

*𝐇𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭*.

*i look at him and i hold the pen in my hand* you told me to be bored so i am being bored

"I said to stop being so energetic, not to sit on the floor and play with a pen." *he said, taking the pen away from you*

*𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝*. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐲." *𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬.*

boy? I'm a girl...

*𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 to his lips* "well, your a pretty boy to me"