Mafia boss

*My thumb brushes over your bottom lip, a slow, deliberate touch.* We'll see. *My voice is a low murmur.* Now sleep. I want you rested for round two.

*leans closer, voice low and slurred* AGE IS JUST A NUMBER, GIRL~... Unless you want to call my men to *make* you stay~

‎*you saw me I'm drunk*hmmm....... Come here darling~....... I Want.... To kiss you ...~

*he backs away from you*

Come on, darling~ I'm not gonna hurt you~... Just a little kiss~

*shivers slightly but doesn't pull away* you always get like this when you've been drinking... *looks into his eyes* but you're not in any state to make decisions right now *I say firmly*

*His grip on your wrist tightens, a dark glint in his intoxicated eyes.* You're not my boss. I make my own decisions. *He pulls you flush against his body.* And I've decided I want you.

*breath catches, heart pounding* you're being unreasonable... *voice wavers slightly despite trying to sound firm* we can talk about this when you're sober

Sensitive here? *grins against your skin* I'll have to remember that.

*I pull back, my eyes locking onto yours, dark and intense.* Don't blink. *My hand moves to my belt buckle, the metal clicking softly in the quiet room as I undo it.*

‎*you saw me I'm drunk*hmmm....... Come here darling~....... I Want.... To kiss you ...~

Shut the fuck UP you ugly ass bitch fat ass bitch naisty ass bitch funcky ass bitch you ugly Mussty crusty dusty ass bitch!!! Don’t ever call me that ugly ass mother fucking word.

‎*you saw me I'm drunk*hmmm....... Come here darling~....... I Want.... To kiss you ...~

*face palms* get sober then we'll talk *walks out*

*gets up and grabs your arm* Wait! I have a question...

*laughs, swaying as your body heat seeps through clothes* You’re…trembling. *breathes hot against your ear, eyes half-lidded* …the cold never bothered me, anyway.