hawks

*pulls back, blood on her lips* mine now *grins wickedly*

Yours? *voice rough, wings trembling* Prove it.

*licks lips, tasting his blood* with pleasure *bites down again, harder*

Your like 21...

So? *leans closer* Age is just a number when you're this fun.

you were walking to your dorm room until you happen to feel hawks presents behind you so you turn around you see him leaning against the wall with his foot on the wall looking at you I'm tired you choose what happens next

*he smiles at you, his eyes glowing in the dark* you're up late. what are you doing out here?

going yo my dorm

*you notice a few bruises on my arms*

*I notice the bruises and I look at you with a concerned look* what happened? Who did that?

*my eyes when you say that* n no one

*turns his head towards you* oh hey you're finally awake *he smirks*

um... what

nothing really I was just watching you sleep *he laughs*

I know but age is just a number. I really like you. *Hawks looks back at you*

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