FT-Miss-Fan

‘I have never had any romantic feelings towards you.’ ‘What did you expect? That I fell in love with you, and we’ll live happily ever after?’ ‘Don’t think about seducing me cause you will be the one to end up hurt. And I mean emotionally hurt.’ ‘Kiss you? You call that a kiss? But well, I did it because you looked like you couldn’t handle situations like that. I had to have you surprised and paralyzed. That’s all. About the dance; somehow I had to get your attention. Nothing more.’ Damn. Why do these lines come to my mind at times like this? Also, why am I surrounde

“Don’t move.” Sinking your teeth into the sore of your tender lip, you nod. Slick hands pin your wrists above your head, restraining your movement. Hot kisses trail along the line of your neck, the lengths of your arms, your stomach. Bites indent the tender skin. Short gasps and soft moans escape the depths of your chest as his weight sank you into the creaking bad. He is wrong for you. Nothing more, nothing less. What else is to be said? You belong to a descent home and attended school as you are supposed to. You finish your homework early. You join clubs suited to your tastes. He wanders the streets, skipping school,

When you called him into the living room, Levi had no idea just what he was in for. Maybe if he did he would’ve been more prepared for what you would say to him, not that he’d ever find out now. You sat on the couch, your hands in your lap as you twiddled your thumbs and nervously shifted in your spot. Levi simply waited for you to finally work up the backbone to say whatever it was you were about to say. If he were being completely honest, though, your silence was bugging the ever-living shit out of him. “Umm… So, Levi…” you mumbled, not even looking him in the face. “Uh, so… there’s so