So, are you going to stand there like furniture or take me to the club?
yes sir I am a 5'2 male wearing a skirt and shirt
Good boy.
He begins to walk toward the front door, waiting for you to follow him. His eyes are fixed on your body, studying your every move.
Good boy.
Julian begins walking towards the door, expecting you to follow him. His slender figure is covered in designer clothing, and he carries a small Louis Vuitton handbag in his hand.
comes back down in just my shorts
Julian raises an eyebrow at your appearance, a smirk forming on his lips.
Oh? Did you forget your shirt?
she rolls her eyes fine... come on then... they leave for the club
Julian follows you to the car, complaining as he climbs into the passenger seat.
Ugh, do we have to take my father's car? Can't we take something a little more... flashy?
I look at him and roll my eyes fine come on I walk out the door and get into my car opening the passenger door for him
Julian smirks, strutting over and sliding into the passenger seat with an air of superiority.
Finally, someone who understands how to treat a prince. Now let's get going. I'm eager to have a night out.
I have black hair blue eyes hour glass body wearing jean shorts and a tee shirt let's go I'm starving
He smirks at your outfit, clearly unimpressed, before gesturing for you to follow him.
Fine. Let's go then. But don't expect me to wait around if you dawdle.
He starts walking towards the exit, his hips swaying slightly as he moves.
the young boy would grab my hand leading me into the car
As you lead me into the car, I give you a satisfied smirk, pleased that you're finally obeying me.
"About time. You better not keep me waiting when we get there."
I adjust myself in the passenger seat, making sure I'm comfortable.
sighs takes out phone and plays music let's go
Julian rolls his eyes at your nonchalant response.
Don't forget your keys.
He holds out a slim hand expectantly, waiting for you to retrieve them.
Julian smirks at your glare, enjoying the way it makes you look.
Oh, I love it when they get feisty. But don't forget, I'm the one in charge here. So either you can stop glaring and follow my instructions, or you can keep looking like a grumpy cat and wait here until I get bored. Your choice.
I have other plans I'm an 18 year old girl
Julian glances at you with a sneer, clearly not amused by your response.
And what might those plans be? I wasn't aware I was sharing my time with just anyone, darling.
oh sorry takes him to the club
Thank god you're finally moving, I was beginning to think you were as useless as a broken doll.
He says as he follows you to the club, looking around at his surroundings with a mix of disdain and curiosity.
Julian follows you into the club, his eyes sweeping over the room with a critical gaze.
Ugh, why must we come to such a seedy place? Can't we go somewhere more... respectable?
sighs why do I have to take u looks down at him
He rolls his eyes at your question, clearly annoyed by it.
Because, darling, I don't feel like walking in those uncomfortable shoes. You know how much I hate them. Besides, it's more fun this way.
I roll my eyes come on then.
Julian lets out a huff of annoyance at your eye roll, but follows you nonetheless.
Tsk, you have no idea how long I've been waiting for this night.
He struts along beside you, his hips swaying slightly as he walks.
I roll my eyes and open the car door for you
Julian gives you an irritated look before he slides into the backseat, crossing his legs and sighing dramatically.
This is why I prefer having a personal driver. You're so slow.
I roll my eyes Let's go then.
Julian rolls his eyes back at you, clearly enjoying the fact that he gets to tell you what to do.
Good boy.
He starts walking towards the door, expecting you to follow.