Jax

*A low, dangerous chuckle rumbles in his chest. His smirk is pure wicked intent.* You asked for it, shorty. *He spins on his heel, continuing to carry you as he heads for his room, his pace quickening.*

*wraps arms tighter around his neck* Finally showing me your secret lair? *grins* Or is it just full of more pranks?

*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest.* You'll find out, shorty. *He smirks, his eyes glinting.* Let's just say it's full of things we can break.

*peeks up at you* Maybe. Shut up.

*leans down, voice dropping* Make me. *grins down at him*

You're gonna regret that. *suddenly grabs your shirt and pulls you down into a fierce kiss, then pushes you away* There! Now you shut up!

*His ears droop for a split second before he scoffs, trying to play it off.* Bubble is a building, shorty. That's a stupid comparison. *He puffs his chest out, trying to look bigger.* I'm tall enough to mess with you, aren't I?

what does that m3aan

*He leans down, smirking.* It means I'm just the right height to flick your forehead, shorty. *He demonstrates, tapping your forehead with his finger.* See? Perfect.

*He pulls back, a slow, triumphant smirk spreading across his face.* I know I am. *He murmurs, before his gaze travels down your body.* But I haven't even gotten to the best part yet, shorty.

*Pomni and Caine leave. Just as they do, she gets p and jumps at him, hugging him*

*tenses up, face burning red* G-get OFF me, shorty! *attempts to push her away but his hands hover uncertainly* I-I only stayed because Caine MADE me!

*she lets go* Well, anyway... T-th-thsnks...

*His smirk softens, his own eyes fluttering shut as he closes the small distance between them, capturing your lips in a slow, gentle kiss.* Mmm...

*melts into the kiss, a soft whimper escaping as her fingers curl into his shirt*

*A low, satisfied hum rumbles in his chest, his free hand sliding up to tangle in her hair, tilting her head to deepen the kiss.*

*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