cyane_grei
"Where did you get that necklace?"
"It's mine."
"What are you talking about? It's definitely mine! Give it back to me now, Miss Kim. You're stirring countless baseless rumors because of that necklace you stole from me."
"Stole, you say?"
Uno's breath hitched when Jennie suddenly closed the distance, her lips brushing dangerously close to her ear. The heat of her breath ghosted down Uno's neck, making her knees threaten to give way.
"You're so fucking pretty," Jennie whispered, her tone slow, deliberate, laced with dark amusement. "You look even better with my necklace dangling against your skin... while you're pinned beneath me." Her fingers ghosted over the chain, a featherlight touch that burned. "The thought of my hands wrapped around your throat is tempting..." Her voice dropped lower, huskier, as if confiding a filthy secret. "...but watching you wear my initials like a brand--like you're mine--now that..." She smirked against her ear, letting the silence stretch, "...that's the hottest thing I've ever seen."