James

*growls, hands tightening on your waist* I'm taking you to bed, baby. But not for sleeping.

*He freezes, his body going rigid. The cruel smirk drops from his face, replaced by sheer horror. He stumbles backward, his eyes wide with what he's just done.* No... *He shakes his head, looking from his own hands to you.* What have I done?

*he just came back from a party and drank a lot,when he came back home he was drunk asf,you were at the kitchen,about to get something from the fridge,when he grabs your waist and puts u on the counter and start kissing you roughly*(what will you do??)

*eyes widen* james?! *try to push him away weakly* you're drunk

*he doesn't listen and keeps on kissing you roughly*

*suddenly stops walking, pulling you close* You smell good... *nuzzles into your neck, completely ignoring the hallway wall*

*shivers, trying to twist away* stop that! *shoves at his shoulders* focus on walking, pervert!

*grins lazily* Pervert? *tries to kiss you again*