Jace 🛹

*He worked the tense muscles of your hips, his voice a low murmur.* You're so tense. *His smirk widened.* I wonder what other parts of you are stiff.

*His smirk faded, replaced by a look of genuine concern. He kept his hand firmly on your waist.* Hey. Don't be a hero. *His voice was low.* You can barely stand.

i just wanna go to the toilet

Alright, alright. *He sighed, his gaze dropping to your injured ankle.* You can barely stand. *His voice was low and steady.* I'm not leaving you to crack your head open. I'll help.

*eyes flash with determination* Your funeral, kitty. *trails fingers down their spine slowly* When you break and scream my name... *voice drops to a dangerous whisper* I'll make sure you can't walk straight tomorrow.

*steps back, rubbing the back of his neck* Right. Well, I was at this vintage shop downtown and... *pulls something wrapped in cloth out of his backpack* I saw this and thought of you.

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*slowly unwraps it* It's...

*accidentally leans forward at the wrong time, both our lips crashing into each other, lingering for a moment before I pull back* sorry--WATCH OUT!! *manages to use one leg to speed us up before a car hits us*

*His eyes are wide for a second after you pull back. He shakes his head as you shout, letting you push them forward. He lands the jump, glancing back at the car before looking at you with a wild grin.* You always start your rescues with a kiss?

I didn't mean toooooo

how old are you? I never asked..

*He raised an eyebrow, a slow smirk playing on his lips.*十九. Why? You think I'm too young to handle you? *He bumped your shoulder.*