"You wanna piss off your parents?" A voice rasped into my ear, the voice was low and husky along with an aroma of strong cologne interlaced with the scent of cigarettes that came over me, my eyed widened when the realisation hit me of who it was stood behind me, grabbing my hips and pulling me closer with each breath he took. "Excuse me?" I spoke up, trying to assert some dominance in my tone, albeit failing and instead my voice was laced with a squeaky and pathetic tone, I mentally cursed myself, forming my lips into a line and shut my eyes at my failure to be assertive here. I was suddenly met with striking green eyes as I realised I was spun around by my hips, able to put a face to the voice, confirming my initial ideas. He looked over my face, his eyes flicking between mine and down to my lips, then all over my body and finally back up to meet my eyes again. His hands still rested on my hips, holding me tightly as he looked down at his hand placement and a smirk emerged onto his face. "You wanna scare them?" He held his smirk and trailed his eyes all over my face once again, seeming to make a mental note of everything about me. "You wanna show them you're all grown up?" He traced his tongue over his lip to wet it then flicked his eyes down at my lips again, making my heart race and my mouth turn bone dry. - Inspiration from the song 18 by Anarbor !! if you're not comfortable with or are triggered by self-harm, sexual assault, depression, or anxiety/discussions or mentions of such, please read with caution !! stay safe x