Vanilla_Celestia
"Don't test me, [Y/n]"
His rich and supercilious voice made the hairs on your back stood up. Your face flushed bright red. How does your name sound so.. . appealing... whenever he mentions it. It rolled off his tongue ever so perfectly that you can't help but wonder why it also makes your knees weak. Like a jelly, shaking as he further back you up the wall.
"W-what do you mean? I said it was an accident."
[E/C] eyes traveled down to where you 'accidentally' poured hot coffee on his white collar shirt.
He tried choking you multiple times and you did too, even pulling his hair as you did so, saying that you'll either have to pull it off yourself or you'll shave his head bald. But this time, you couldn't even bring yourself to react usually to his hand slowly creeping its way up your neck.
"A cadaver like you shouldn't be talking too much."
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