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The two of you finish eating and you grab your paper plates, dashing them into the trash.
"Has anyone ever told you that you have a staring problem?" You state, hands on hips and left eyebrow raised high as you turn to face him.
"I can't help but stare, Darling. I've never seen anyone with such beauty."
You roll your eyes at the male as you walk over to your bed, "Yeah sure, guy", sinking into the stiff mattress.
You groan, "I can't believe this random man really likes me. I can't believe this is all happening. Why haven't I killed you yet, this can't be real." Slowly losing sanity.
The man shrugs, using a napkin to wipe his mouth. "Do you not have even the smallest feelings for me as well?" He asks.
Your voice catches in your throat as you try to speak, not sure what to say.
"That's what I thought" he drags.
"No because I just met you though, the fuck?" mind teetering between fantasy and reality, "And just because I kinda like you, that doesn't mean you can just do or say whatever you like. You give off player vibes, and I'm not some toy... For real."
"Darling, trust me when I say I am a firm believer in consent. I'd never do anything without your blessing."
"That's... That's just not what I meant at all, but okay." you drone. It was still nice to hear, even if you weren't talking about sex or anything of that nature.
"My apologies, I am just sexual. Extremely, almost unreasonably sexual." he replies, his low voice rumbling against your eardrums.
You feel your heart sink a little in your chest. It's rare to meet a guy who knows that the word consent even exists around here. So accustomed to these rabid dogs of men, disappointment and lies, you practically forgot that any good ones could exist. Even if he is a damn sex addict, at least he's a sex addict with seemingly good morals. But that doesn't change the fact that he invaded your dorm, alongside the fact that you are starting to get too accepting of it.
"Whatever..." You breathe, turning to your side and away from Voltiaere.
"You look upset, did I upset you-" He asks with slight concern.
"No." You interrupt, "I just need sleep, V... Okay i'll admit you're name sticks a lot better."
"Thank you, I hoped that V business would end soon." he drags, eyes peering down at his twirling thumbs, "And I do not believe that. The tired look is one I am very familiar with. I am also familiar with the almost dead look, but that is a story for another day. So I ask again, did I upset you, Darling?"
You pause before speaking, trying to muster up the words without sounding like a complete pushover. You fail to notice when the male stands up and stalks his way over to you, confirming that you are most likely to be his next meal.
"Will a kiss help?" He asks, towering above you.
Before you can think about it you nod, letting your heart take the ropes. You decide to at least get a nut in for the one time, he was probably thinking the same thing despite how off it sounds. He breathes slowly, placing a gentle hand on your chin and grazing his thumb against your bottom lip, gazing into the backs of your dreary eyes. Instinctively, you wrap your hand around his wrist and sink the digit into your mouth, looping your tongue around his deep fingerprints.
