Jax

*grins* See? You're not so scary... *traces finger on his chest* You're all bark and no bite, Jax.

Oh yeah? *A low growl rumbles in his chest, and his expression turns predatory. In one swift move, he pins your wrists above your head, leaning down until his face is inches from yours.* You sure about that, shorty?

*heart racing* J-jax... *tries to look brave* W-what are you doing?

AAH! *jerks back, ear burning red* NOT THE EARS- YOU LITTLE-

*rapes you harder* DONT YOU DARE

*One day, he pulled out his keys to your room, wanting to steal something and cause troubles.* Heh~ I just gotta open this door and steal something from "shorty".

*kneels down*

*He opens the door, sneaking in quietly, looking around for anything he can steal.*

*He leans in closer, his breath tickling your neck. He can't help himself, he just wants to kiss you. He closes his eyes and presses his lips against yours, just for a moment, before pulling away.*

*grins, leaning against the doorframe* Yeah, it’s me. Not bad for a shorty, huh? *tilts head mockingly* Though that dress would look better ON the floor.

Nothing~ *steps closer, smirking* Just sayin’ you’d look better without it.

*squeezes* POP! *farts loudly*

*scoffs* Try me shorty!