↣𝕽𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓

*leans against the doorframe, eyes trailing down your form with deliberate slowness* "Careful, *kitten*. That mouth might earn you more than just dust to clean."

*grabs their shoulders, eyes intense* Because I'm done pretending I don't want you.

what? pretending that u dont want me?

Yes! *voice breaking* Always.

*stares at you, utterly baffled* You just ate a vape. *pulls out another one* Here's fifty bucks if you eat this one too.

*His eyes flick down to your hands, noticing the color of your nails. He smirks, running a finger along one of them* "That's a lovely color. I bet it would look even better on my bedsheets."