"I don't want to play!" You protest, your normally calm self dropped at the moment. "I really don't want to play."
In your hand you hold a rose and I was pushing you toward a closet with extreme difficulty.
"Just. Get. In. There." I say and push you in the closet. "France. Is. already. Waiting!"
I quickly close the door behind you leaving you in a world of darkness and locked it, preventing your only way out.
'It's only seven minutes.' You calmly tell yourself, smoothing the front of your dress
"Sorry." You hear France's quiet yet somehow sexy voice apologize.
"For what?" You ask, confused. Had you done something already to offend him?
"You must have wanted someone else." France's voice sounded almost disappointed and sad.
Was this really France? you asked yourself. The creepy guy always hitting on a bunch of girls? You blush, realizing how rude you must have looked. "No, it's not that." You quickly said.
"So you want me?" France's voice seemed to have lifted a note and you heard him take a step closer to you.
"Yes- I mean- I-" You stammer, trying to come up with something to say. In actuality you didn't mind being in the closet with France, well not as much as you had thought you would, but you just weren't how to show your feelings to someone of his stature.
"Shh." You hear him say and you feel his arms wrap around your waist bringing you closer to him. "You don't need to say a word. I understand."
You blush, did he know about your feelings?
"I was hoping I'd get stuck in here with you." He admitted, stroking your hair and outlining your lips with just one finger.
"Oh." You say, still blushing. "And why is that?"
"So I could show you how I feel about you." He told you, his voice even quieter.
"And how do you feel about me?" You ask, feeling nervous at his possible answer.
His hand went under your chin and he tipped your face up towards him. You felt lips, soft and urgent, against yours but only for a moment. "Does that answer how I feel?" He asks and you knew he was smiling his sexy smile even though you couldn't see his face.
"Yes." You gasp than reach up and find his lips. His hands move over your body as yours wrap around his shoulders. His hands slid down your body, down your breasts and down to rest on your ass as he pulled you closer.
Breathless you pulled away for a moment. His lips moved down your neck and he whispered in your ear. "How much do you love me?"
"More than I should." You answer.
"Than you wouldn't mind spending a night making me happy?" he asked and before you had a chance to respond the door opened and i was standing there. I blushed at the sight of you two and closed the closet again, "I'll come back later." I said...
You get to decide what to do next! Good luck with this sweet lover boy! Hope you enjoyed!
