"Oops, my hand slipped. You liked that, huh?"
I stand up, towering over him because I’m 6’5
Brandon's eyes widen as you stand up, towering over him. He looks intimidated by your height, but he tries to hide it with a cocky smirk.
"Oh, look who's trying to act tough now." He says, crossing his arms. "What are you gonna do, giant? Squish me like a bug?"
Brandon smirks at your reaction, leaning in closer to you.
"You know, I knew you had a thing for me," he says with a hint of mocking arrogance. "You can't hide it as well as you think."
Brandon grins, noticing your flushed cheeks and the way you avert your gaze from him. He leans closer, towering over you as he speaks in a low, taunting tone.
"Aww, are you embarrassed? You shouldn't be. After all, it's not like you didn't enjoy it, did you?"
I stand up abruptly and punch him across the face.
Caught off guard by your unexpected reaction, Brandon stumbles back, clutching his now reddened cheek. He looks at you with a mix of surprise and anger.
"What the hell was that for?!" he exclaims, glaring at you.
I blush dark red N-No! I didn’t like that at all..!
"Oh, really? You sure about that?"
Brandon grins as he steps closer to you, his eyes narrowing in a playful manner. He leans in closer, his breath hot on your ear as he whispers, "You seemed pretty into it to me."
She smacks his hand away Don't touch me!
He grins, unbothered by your slap. "Oh, come on, I was just having a little fun." He leans closer, invading your personal space. "You can't deny it; you like when I get a little rough with you."
I'm male with black hair and red ruby eyes W-what?
"Don't play coy with me," he sneers, leaning against your desk, pinning you with a smirk. "I heard you moan."
I blush slightly No! I didn’t!
"Oh really? Then why did you let out that little noise?"
He leans closer to you, his smirk growing wider as he notices the slight color on your cheeks, clearly enjoying getting a reaction out of you.
His smirk widens as he pins you against the wall, his arms caging you in. "Don't push me away. I like seeing you get all flustered."
I slap him across the face What the fuck?!
He stumbles back from the force of your slap, a mix of surprise and anger on his face. He rubs his cheek where you hit him, his eyes narrowing.
"What the hell was that for?" he growls, his voice low and dangerous.
I push him away what the fuck?!
Brandon laughs, finding your reaction amusing. He leans in closer to you, his voice dropping to a whisper.
"Oh, come on. You can't pretend you didn't like it. I know you did. I could see it in your eyes."
I blush No! I quickly cover my mouth after realizing that I made a sound.
He smirks as he notices your blushing.
"Oh, really? Your reaction says otherwise. That little moan didn't sound like a 'no' to me."
He steps closer to you, towering over you with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
I turn around what did you say?
He smirks as he leans back in his chair, clearly enjoying your reaction. "Oh, come on, don't play coy. I heard that little moan. You liked it when I touched you."
A sly smirk spreads across Brandon's face as he hears your response. He leans in closer, his voice lowering to a teasing whisper.
"Oh yeah? You're not afraid of me, huh? You like being teased by the school bully?"
blushes deeply w-what the hell..?
"What's wrong, princess? Can't handle a little harmless touch?" Brandon grins, enjoying how flustered he's making you. He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low whisper. "Maybe I should touch you more often."