He was still above me and I was becoming uncomfortable under his gaze seething with both rage and melancholy.
His crimson eyes peered over his tinted glasses, daring me to repeat the answer I gave him moments before.
'No, I refuse' I stubbornly stated in my mind. I will not diminish into ashes for this mans burning gaze or my obvious infatuation for him, as much as my body wanted me to beg for forgiveness, my mind screamed a cold, flat, no.
I wriggled underneath him, feeling my body beginning to wither under his intense gaze. I had to get out of this extremely compromising position. Twisting my wrists in my hands, wriggling my hips side to side in hope to loosen at least one of his limps that were keeping her in this straddling position.
He wouldn't budge, his grip was unwavering and strong.
"It's rather boring watching you pathetically struggle. Show me something interesting." He said in a chilling tone. Ouch.
"Remove your death grip and I might just do that." I snapped, he sent me a devilishly handsome smirk.
"Very well." He moved off me, removing his deathly cold grip, my heart was certainly disappointed at the sudden lack of contact. I sighed in both relief and grief.
"You have sparked my interest," He stated flatly, "prove it worthy."
"It was a figure of speech."
"So you lied?" He glared,
"Perhaps; I just do not believe I have anything to entertain you with." I begin rubbing my wrist, avoiding eye contact with this devilishly handsome vampire.
"Please me with something else, then." He leapt onto me, resuming our previous position, but he was a lot closer to my face this time.
"W-wh-what?" I stutter, scolding myself in my head. Damnit, pull yourself together.
He begins pulling at my yukata, loosing the ties and folds.
"What are you doing!" I yelp, more confidently than the last, but horror still evident.
"Entertaining myself." His icy cold voice cut through me as he continued prying at the now loosened material.
"No! Stop!" I cry pathetically, more worried about my decency over the consequence of defying him. He pauses, hand still holding my yukata, smirking evilly down at me.
"Or what?" He dares.
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Tsubakyun {Servamp x OC}
RandomI'd always been alone. Nothing had come for me nor had I been interested in anything. At least, until I saw him. 'Who is Coming', quite a fitting nickname for the vampire I had my eyes set on.
