0:01 to 4:24 is Do i wanna know 4:25 to 8:02 is shameless 8:03 to 11:24 is teeth 11:25 to 15:20 is simp4her 15:21 to 18:45 is dangerously 18:46 to 21:33 is let the world burn 21:34 to 23:48 is you put a spell on me 23:49 to the end is wRoNg
It was a stormy night. I was sitting in my room,reading a book when I heard loud banging on the door. Worried and confused about who could possibly be visiting me at this hour,I opened the door to find Connor Brooks.,my sworn enemy,my nemesis,my rival.,standing on my doorstep,drenched in both blood and sweat. I narrowed my eyes as I took in his appearance. "What the-" I muttered. "Are you just gonna stare or are you going to let me in?" Before I could say anything,he barged inside like he owned the place. "What the hell do you think you're doing? What are you doing in my house at this hour?" He ignore my words as he walked,dripping water and blood on the carpet. Without even looking at me, he said, "A towel would help you know." His voice was cold and frustrated. Confused,I handed him a towel. I just stared at him,waiting for him to explain himself as he dried himself,the sight of blood made me uneasy. His soaked shirt was half torn apart, revealing his masculine body halfways. I cleared my throat. "Just say something will you? You got into a fight. I got that but why the hell did you come here? Did you feel the urge to piss me off one last time?" He rolled his eyes. "Shut up,will you princess? I just need a while and I'll go away." He then walked to the couch but stumbled halfway. I instinctively held him,steadying him. There was a moment of awkward silence before I let him go. "Uhm...I'll get the first aid kit. Just sit down." He stayed quiet. He was in a lot of pain. He winced as he sat down. I could feel his cold and unwavering gaze on me as I took the kit and approached him. I sat down opposite him. "Shirt." I said quitely. He hesitated but took it off with a frustrated grunt. I then gently started to dab the cotton on his injuries slowly,feeling his eyes on me all the while. Our bodies were close to each other. My fingers gently grazing over his bruised skin. "Stay still will you?" I asked. He grumbled something,his eyes never leaving me. "You've grown to care for me huh,princess?" He asked me,his voice low. Even in this state,he refused to loose an opportunity to torment me. I huffed, "We can't let you go that easily now can we?" He chuckled,I didn't look at him,but I could feel the smirk. The sound of his laugh was rich,deep and laced with pain. "Oh yeah?" He said,his voice slightly husky. "You'd miss me too much huh princess?" I gritted my teeth and purposely dabbed too hard on his wound. He winced, "The hell?" I smiled, "Don't get too smart with me okay? I'm only doing this because you showed up in the middle of the night drenched in blood. It'd be my responsibility if you died." I could feel his smirk as he watched me,studied my every movement. "Is that the only reason,princess? Nothing more?" My eyes narrowed,still fixed on his wounds. "Whatever game you're playing,stop. I'm in no interest for a conversation with you. So let me get this over with so you can leave." He kept watching me,his gaze boring into my soul. "What happened anyway? Just one of your stupid childish fights,I presume?" He didn't say anything but kept staring at me. I paused and gritted my teeth. "Can you stop staring at me!?" I asked. He chuckled loudly at that,the sound sending a shiver down my spine. "And why would I do that,princess?" He asked,his voice cold and husky. I finally met his gaze,the contact felt electrifying. I swallowed. "Connor,I'm helping you. That's all. A simple thank you would do instead of your cockiness." He smirked. My breath hitched as he leaned in closer. "You love it, princess. Don't act like you don't?" I composed myself and huffed. "Seriously? You're delusional if you think so." He smirked, "Maybe... But just so you know,your eyes tell a different story." He leaned in even closer and my heartbeat quickened. "I can tell how much you like our little back and forth. Believe me,princess.,I love it.." He said,his voice low. "I know you do too..." His face was inches from mine,his battered body almost pressed against mine. My body did betray me,a shiver ran down my spine,my heart was racing. I could feel his hot breath on my skin,his dark eyes staring into my soul,his smirk widening as he picked up the responses from my body. "I hate you.." I managed to say,my voice shaky. His smirk turned to a smile,his hands snaked up around my waist,making me gasp and the sudden proximity. "No you don't,princes...No you don't..." He whispered. And then,our lips met.
girll... you ate this story up your imagination is amazing you should post on story apppss i was reading while playying it and it was a whole diffrent vibee W SONG
"I hate you.", she whispers breathlessly, her head tipped back. "Do you, doll?", he whispers back against her neck, his teeth back to the biting, the grip on her throat slightly tightening. Not enough to hurt, just enough to remind her of the position she's in.
“I do” she scoffed, trying to move away from his grasp. “No you don’t, princess.” He whispers, pulling her in by the waist. Without warning their lips meet. 😭👍🏽
" No, you don't. " That words echoed through your mind. Lying on your bed, still cannot erased the tension you both had inside the school gym. It was all because of that stupid act of him that made you furious. ______________________________ " Nice Job. " his deep voice spoke to one of his teammate after he scored a goal. He is the captain of the Basketball team. The voices of cheers fills the room. Many clapped their hands, impressed. And many of the flirty girl start to cheers even louder after seeing him scored a goal. " Tch. " You glared at the girls. Its not even that deep. Its completely normal? but you feel upset seeing girls being completely go crazy for him. Why would you be mad tho? " chill, Y/n. Why you look mad ? " Your friend voice made you came back to your sense. You don't say anything. Just look down and crossed your arms is already the answer. Your friend shot you with the quick glare before start to give all of her attention back to the match. You did the same, but the voice of the annoying girls, still disturbed you. "AAAAAAA!" He suddenly raised up his shirt that reveal his toned and defined abs. That girls went crazy. Your eyes widden open and your forehead wrinckled. Just what the fuck happen? He made an eye contact with you, Smirking. You realized, he did that on purpose. to annoy you. You sighed before seeing him running away to catch the ball. You chuckled under your breath. Oh? he wants to play? alright. You smirk while your eyes, follows every move he made. Suddenly, you got a crazy idea. "be right back." You said talking with your friend that sat beside you. She didn't ask a question. Without looking, she just nods her head. Great, You got up from the seat. " Hey, Jake. " The popular boy, pull up his head to look at you. His smile wide open. His eyes became brighter seeing you right infront of him. " Hey, Y/n ! " I smiled back before asking him about the empty seat beside him. You quickly nods his head without hesitate. You gladly sit next to him. You both talked. You even be so closed to him that made him flustered a bit. He places him arms behind your back. In the corner of your eyes, You sense something weird. You steal a glance. Only to see H/n, glaring. It is their break time. " Cannot imagine to have you beside me, Y/n. This almost feel like a dream! " You smiled softly and gave him a whisper 'me too'. Suddenly you heard many voices scream. You don't know clearly whats up, but before you could speak, a ball that came flying so fucking fast hit hard Jake's arm. He winced in pain. "woah, Jake..are you okay ?" You look at him with your worried voice tone. But he is too quick to gave you his smile to shows you that he is completely fine. "The hell, H/n?! you could kill someone!" You steal a glance. Only to see H/n gripping the water bottle he held and give you the scariest smirk ever. You gulped hard turn your gaze back to Jake. " Im fine! " he sighed before get up and walked out the gym. He just go like that leaving you alone on the seat. You could hear, the whistle blows. And people starts to clapped their hands. Crap, they're done with the training. Everyone start to leave one by one. You couldnt just leave like that, you decided to put back the ball where it belongs. You get up, grabbed the ball and start making your ways to the sports store room. Before you could go, someone slammed you on the wall. You winced in pain, only to see it was H/n. His hands held your arms, tighter. " What the FUCK. are you doing earlier ? " he said with a soft tone yet firm. You sighed and looked away, before looking at him again, directly on the eyes. " You did it first. That is not my fault. " Your brave answer made him clenched his jaw. that was kinda hot. " and you cannot hold your anger, so you lets it out on Jake-" He couldnt even hold it anymore. He kiss you. hard. You tried to resist but he still hold you tighter than ever. "the fuck is wrong with you!" You said pushed him away and wiped your lips. He chuckled. "you seems enjoyed it. Look at your face." he is right, you're indeed shocked by his action earlier. You feel your cheek burned and flushed. You hit him hard on the arm. "You enjoyed it. Admit that." "ugh, I hate you." _____________________________ I WAS HALF-ASLEEP WHILE WRITING THIS, SO THERES MANY TYPOS AND ERROR GRAMMAR YOU CAN FIND. LOL SORRY! 🙏
Pov She bit her lips controlling herself to not make any sound, her both hands held by his ,her chest heaving . The lack of oxygen was making her feel dizzy while her legs gave up . Her whole trembling along with her breath . She closed her eyes not wanting to look at him while he destroy her. She try to clam herself not until she felt him again near her neck. His hot breath still sending chills to her spine . He gave a light kiss on neck . She tilt her neck gazing at his side profile . She waits for him to go wild before she loses it . She suck hard breath as he destroy her again again. She will be nothing but a boness after this she know. But she still want it . She still want him. "What I told you princess" ? He asked breathless . His eyes searching for her . It took her some seconds to gather herself and meet his gaze. "Never roll my eyes " She said breathless her eyes lazy fighting to be open . "That's not I told you princess" He said taking her face in his hand his hand caressing the back of her neck. Making her ignite again and again . Confusion flicker in her eyes as she looked at him . But its hard to remember anything when he is infront of her . His hand travel to her waist touching every part on the way. He pulled her making her knees bend a little because of lack of support . He held her making her stand on her heels. "You look sexy while rolling your eyes princess but not at ME" He smashed his lips not waiting for her answer. She eats him hungrily with same intensity . He broke the kiss making her wimpher. "Wha- "Shhh! She stare. He - "Not again" She glare. "Shh! Princess,I know you like it" He winks. "I hate you " "No you don't princess " ........
This playlist + writing story and reading comments + rainy days = uffffff🥀😮💨 ( I put the gun on his head and smirked ) " look at your pretty face , what i have done to you" " as long as you find it pretty i don't have any problem " he said and smirked, ( suddenly he grab my gun and twisted it behind my back and lean in my ear and said slowly ) " what happened now baby? why are you sweating? " " N...nothing.." ( i said and trying to escaped from his tight grip but he only tightened it than i bite his hand hard ) he started laughing and said, " What made you think that I would leave you because of your bite? you are wrong baby." " you look so beautiful at my mercy , deep breathing and sweating" ( he grip my neck and kiss my jawline and his other hand is going down ) " you don't fucking know what are you doing to me "... " don't forget that we are enemies and i hate you " ( i said and stop his hand to going further ) " no you don't baby" ( he said ) " Yes, i do " ( i said but did i really hate him ? " no " my inner self said , but i can't tell him that ) " What did you say ? say that again " ( he said and his eyes darkened and his hand around my neck tightened, not so hard but enough for me struggling to take deep breaths ) " l...lea..ve me " ( i said and i struggling to take breath and i tried to remove his hand from my neck ) " SAY THAT AGAIN " ( he said with deep and dangerous voice , i gulped hard and said , " i...i do " and he suddenly turned me and now we are facing each other and his jaw clenched ) " You made a big mistake by saying this, baby! you gonna regret it " ( he said and looked at my lips and than my eyes and suddenly kiss me and his hand one hand is choking me and his other hand gripped my waist hard , he nibble my lower lip and he made my lip bleed , i hissed and pushed him hard , he strumble a bit, smirked and licked his lips ) i am so delulu guys!!
Ok y'all... POV: you're sitting up late at night, scrolling online as you wait for a message from one of your *contacts*... You're the daughter of the Mafia king, and a high-level operative for him. Unfortunately that means you've come into contact fairly frequently with one of the hottest guys you've ever seen, but the problem is that he's your father's enemy despite his youth. Suddenly, you heard a banging on your door, and your head snapped up, eyes narrowing warily. You pulled out your earbuds and laid them down, slowly shifting your weight to your toes and creeping to the door, your hand drifting to the holster on your hip. You racked the slide, always the first step; the round chambered with a very satisfying ring. You smiled faintly. That sound always shot straight to your brain, making you sigh softly in satisfaction. You stopped when your shoulder touched the door, and took a deep breath, steadying your body the way you were trained. You looked out the peephole on your front door, and your eyes widened. You immediately brought your pistol up in both hands, your trigger finger along the side -- just the way you were trained. You looked out the peephole again, and saw... him. What the heck was he doing here, soaked in blood? 'Not exactly an unusual way for him to appear,' you thought suddenly to yourself, with a slight head bob and a shrug... He banged on the door again, and you felt the door tremble against your shoulder. You heard his voice, a low, raspy whisper on the other side. "Alessandra..." You swore softly. 'Of course he knows,' you thought. You bit your lip in thought, your eyes narrowing. Then you stood up and kept your gun pointed at the ceiling, ready in your dominant hand, as you reached out and opened the door. He really was a sight, his entire shirt front crimson with blood. A cut up in his hairline caked his dark curls to his forehead, trickling down over one of his dark green eyes before drying on his cheek. That was also standard for Antonio Abate. But there was something else... You lower your pistol and point it warningly at his chest. "I swear, Antonio, I will kill you if this is another--" "They're all dead, Alessandra," he interrupted, leaning heavily against the doorframe. His hand was pressed to his side. "All of them." "Wh--?" "All the operatives. Your father's, mine... There's a third party." He shoved his way into the room, stumbling slightly. His face was already pale, but now as he coughed blood, you noticed that it was getting paler. Your eyes dropped to his side, and it was then you realized that blood was trickling over his hand faster than it should be. "Oh my -- Antonio, what the heck?" Not releasing your pistol, you impulsively caught him as he fell forward. He swore in pain. "I had to warn you. We're all targets. Both of our families. Targets." You shoved the thought out of your mind for the moment. You had to focus on keeping him alive, so he could tell you more. "Sit down, Antonio." He obeyed, surprisingly. You thought it was just that he was too weak to withstand even a slight girl as yourself, when you were the one holding the gun. You reluctantly holstered the weapon, keeping it loose and ready in its holster, as you turned to go get your first-aid kit. When you returned to the living room, you had a brief jolt in your stomach as you finally realized your father's worst enemy was sitting in your living room, vulnerable, weak... and now shirtless. You quelled a mental groan as you walked over and knelt beside him, opening the canvas bag. 'But...' you had to admit to yourself, 'He really is really hot...' You stopped yourself from letting your eyes drift over his amazing physique, the toned abs and perfectly tanned skin... well, perfect where it wasn't covered in blood. "Let me see," you commanded drily. He smirked. He did that a lot, too. "What, like this isn't enough for you, princess?" You swore to yourself. He'd noticed your gaze on him. "Shut up, you know what I mean -- " He only chuckled. Even that was attractive. 'Shut up, Alle,' you told yourself. Your voice sharpened as you spoke next. "Listen, do you want to live or not? because if not, I can shoot you right here." You looked straight into his eyes, your own calm and collected as you threatened him. His smirk only widened. "Alright, alright..." He removed his hand from his ribs, and you were strangely relieved to find it was only a flesh wound. You quickly checked to see if there was an exit wound as well, and breathed a sigh of relief when your exploring fingers found a raw, bloody clump on his back. You didn't want to dig around with a scalpel in this man's side for a bullet. He might still be able to snap your neck if you hurt him unexpectedly. "Well... it's not bad... you'll live, at any rate, but only if I stop the bleeding." You smiled faintly to yourself as you turned to your bag and rummaged in a side pocket. "Fortunately for your sorry ass," you continued, pouring a little clotting powder into your palm, "this stuff is a miracle worker..." His eyes didn't leave your face as you placed your powder-filled palm on his back, just over the exit wound. You flattened your hand against his skin, surprised by how warm he was. He flinched slightly, your fingers cold to him. "Alessandra..." "What?" "Why are you helping?" You saw that he'd had the same realization you'd had before. "You mean, why don't I kill you, now, when you're weak?" He nodded, wordlessly, as you poured another pile of the powder into your palm and pressed it to the entry wound on his ribs, just under his elbow. "Easy," you said with a smirk. "Daddy wants you alive, so he can kill you himself." "You could have taken me out so easily already..." You glowered silently out the corner of your eye at him as you pulled out a roll of gauze. "I'm just asking..." You sighed and sat back on your heels, looking at him full in the face for the first time. "I can't make sure you survive for him if you're unconscious on my floor, Antonio Abate." You smiled slowly then. "Besides... why put you out of your pain? Why not let you suffer?" Your eyes fixed on his, and he smiled slowly. He chuckled wryly, before coughing a little. A slight mist of blood drifted onto your arm, and you scowled in annoyance. You pointed in the opposite direction. "Cough that way, Antonio." He nodded. "Sorry, princess...." It wasn't the 'princess' that shocked you. It was the apology. You wrapped his midsection in bandages, getting uncomfortably close to his chest and abs every time you had to reach around behind him. But he was courteous enough to help you out a little by lifting his arms so you could reach a little easier. You flicked your eyes up to his face briefly. "Thanks..." He smiled softly. Another shock. This time, a little more visceral, the thrill of it setting your cheeks tingling a little. "Anytime, princess..." You rolled your eyes and wrapped the last piece of gauze around him. "We're still enemies --" "Correction, sweetheart, your father and I are enemies..." He chuckled faintly as you stepped away. He got to his feet slowly, eyeing your work critically. "Thanks, Alessandra." You shook your head, quickly looking away. "Didn't do it for you." "That true?" He ducked his head to catch your eye. You were annoyed when it worked. "I -- " You stopped. You... somehow... couldn't bring yourself to say it. "I asked," he said, stepping closer, "Is that true?" "Yes," you snapped, shoving him out of the way as you went to go wash your hands. You'd always wanted his blood, but not like this... He stood still, staring at the floor, before slowly smirking and turning back around to watch you as you scraped his dried blood off your hands. He walked around the island towards you, his shoes softly tapping on the wood floor. He stopped behind you. "Alessandra..." You growled to yourself, mostly because you were annoyed by how much you liked hearing him say your name that softly. "Shut up, Antonio --" He gripped your shoulder and turned you around, stepping closer. "You're a bad liar, Alessandra..." You stared at him, non-plussed, before wordlessly trying to pull away again. He didn't let you. "I want the truth, sweetheart." "I gave it to you," you hissed, fighting his grip. Your cheeks were warm. You told yourself it was because of the struggle. He didn't. He captured both your wrists and pinned them against the counter, backing off slightly to lean down to your eye-level. "We're going to try this again, princess. Is it true that you didn't do it for me?" You fought against his grasp, and were deeply embarrassed when, even after losing so much blood, he was still stronger than you. You hardly budged. You looked into his eyes sharply, your breath coming in ragged gasps after the exertion. "I'm not going to tel--" He leaned in suddenly and captured your lips. You let out a cry of indignation but he only leaned further into it, deepening the kiss. And before you realized what you were doing, you were closing your eyes and kissing him back. And... it felt good. And you hated yourself for it. He pulled away, and you felt your neck and cheeks burning with the most intense flush you'd ever had. He smirked, because he knew exactly what was going through your mind. Except... he underestimated just how intensely your heart was racing, how much you wanted that again, how much his kiss sent your mind reeling. It only made your blush deepen when you realized how genuinely you wanted it again. "Did you do it for me?" Your jaw trembled as you opened your mouth to reply. "I hate you," you said, your voice choked and quiet. He chuckled as he leaned in again, his lips brushing yours as he said, "No, you don't, princess," and he leaned in again, his mouth claiming yours. And you, despite all your instincts, let him.
@@MariaguadalupeAguilar-vr9un I have a website where I write, very little of it is as spicy as this tho. I also have a Vocal account that *is* sometimes this level of heat, I have them as links in my bio.
"I know you don't hate me" he said brushing is fingers on my cheeks I blush a little but I try not to show it "In fact, it's quite the opposite you love me more than you wish feel" " you love me so bad you refuse to believe it." he says pulling me close. with are lips tow inches close I bite my lips but not knowing why " my dear princess, please abstain from biting your lips if you don't. I i'm afraid I won't be able to stop my shelf, and if I continue I promise you, you will not be able to walk" he smirked.
now im having hard time moving up and erasing that one memory with him, his touch is something i can't forget and i don't want to say this but..................I WANT MORE!!!!!
I'M LITERALLY DYING BC I WAS LITERALLY AT SCHOOL AND AT THE END OF SCHOOL I WAS WALKING HOME LISTENING TO THIS ON MY OTHER PHONE N MY BF SNUCK UP BEHIND ME AND SAID "boo!" LITERALLY I WAS SO FREAKING RED HE KISSED MY NECKKKK AND LEFT A HICKEY AND WHEN I GOT HOME HE ASKED TO COME OVER N SO HE CAME OVER AND HE WAS STILL BLEEDING ON HIS ARM BC THE DAY BEFORE HE CUT HIS ARM PLAYIN W HIS FRIENDS N LITERALLY WHILE I WAS RE-BANDAGING HIS CUT HE KEPT KISSING MY NECK AND SAID "Just stay quiet love" LITERALLY MAKING ME MOAN LIKE OMLLLL WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME YK IT TURNS ME ON 😭🙏
"I hate you" "No you don't, princess." She felt herself getting irritated with Dazai, standing in the cold, quiet, and lonely place of Dazai Osamu's office. Dazai held a smirk on his face, his brown hair reflecting his brown-hazel eyes. Scarlet scoffed at Dazai's remark, and turned her head away, her silver-snowy white hair in a high ponytail with black and purple dye at the ends swaying softly, along with her gold cross and her Japanese earring he gave her, as well did her long gold cross that dangled from her neck, covered with her sleeveless black turtleneck with her hood attached to it, her shades on top of her head. "Doll, c'mon. We've known one another for a very long time, since we were children. You don't have to hide your feelings from me, darling~" Dazai said as he stepped closer to Scarlet, his tall frame dominating her small one. "Oh please. Don't try that." Scarlet scoffed. Without warning, Dazai pinned Scarlet to the wall near his desk, pinning her gloved wrists that were black, long, and fingerless that reached to the middle of her arm where her black tattoos cascaded up to her shoulders. Dazai leaned his head closer, his breath on her soft lips. "Darling. You really think you can hide from me?~ I know you better than anyone here in the ADA." Dazai spoke with a seductive tone, making Scarlet's pale-sickly white skin flush red. Dazai found amusement in this. And in one swift moment, he kissed Scarlet with a intensity that revealed his deep feelings for Scarlet as with his free hand gripped around her waist, pulling her flush against him, revealing his arousal. "Darling.......you don't know what you do to me......" Dazai mumbled against her lips, beginning to unbuckle her checkered belt along with her chains. "There's just inches between us, I want you to give in........" Dazai whispered huskily. ~~~~~~~~~~~
i dont know if its good but ill leave it up to you all The grand ballroom was ablaze with light, the chandeliers glittering like stars caught in crystal, while the swirling skirts of nobles danced across the polished marble floor. The scent of wine and expensive perfume filled the air, mixing with the tension that crackled beneath the surface of the evening’s festivities. This was a masquerade of power, secrets hiding behind every mask. At the center of the room, Connor and Y/N moved together in a dance that was as much a battle as it was a waltz. Their eyes locked, filled with a heat that was equal parts fury and something far more dangerous-something neither would ever dare to admit. Y/N’s hand gripped the hilt of a dagger hidden beneath their sleeve, the blade pressing gently against Connor’s back with every step. One wrong move, and it would pierce his flesh, ending this twisted game they had been playing for years. Their lips curved into a smile that didn’t reach their eyes, a smile meant for the onlookers, but the blade was real. Deadly. But Connor-damn him-smiled too. His hand rested on the small of Y/N’s back, guiding them effortlessly across the floor. His touch was firm, controlling, as if he were leading this dance. And yet, Y/N couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. The smug tilt of his lips, the intensity of his gaze-it was too easy. He should have felt the threat of the blade by now. Why wasn’t he reacting? "Still playing with knives, I see," Connor whispered, his voice dark and teasing, so low only Y/N could hear. His breath ghosted against their ear, making Y/N’s pulse race in a way they hated to acknowledge. Y/N’s smile faltered for a split second, but they quickly recovered, forcing their voice to remain steady. "I’m not in the mood for games tonight, Connor. One step wrong, and it’s over for you." Connor’s smile widened, and for a moment, something almost soft flickered in his eyes. Almost. Then, it was gone, replaced by that infuriating smirk. "And here I thought you liked our little games. You wouldn’t end it so quickly, would you? After all… where would the fun be in that?" Y/N’s jaw clenched, but they said nothing. Their blade pressed a little harder into his back, a silent warning. Yet, just as the music swelled, Connor’s hand shifted at the back of Y/N’s neck, his fingers curling ever so slightly-and Y/N froze. A cold realization slithered down their spine. Hidden in the folds of his coat, Connor’s own dagger was pressed against the base of their neck, the sharp edge barely grazing their skin. He had known all along. He had been toying with them. His breath was warm as he leaned in close, his lips brushing just below Y/N’s ear. "You’re not the only one with a weapon, darling," he murmured, voice dripping with mockery, but there was something else there too. Something darker. "If I push just a little harder… well, you know how it ends." Y/N’s heart pounded, the threat sinking in-but beneath it was something else. A twisted thrill. As much as they hated to admit it, Connor always knew how to turn the tables, to make them feel alive in a way no one else could. Damn him. "You should know better than to underestimate me," Y/N hissed, their eyes flashing with anger and something dangerously close to desire. "You always think you’re one step ahead." Connor’s gaze darkened, his smirk fading as something more serious flickered across his features. "Maybe that’s because I know you, Y/N. Better than you’d ever admit." Y/N swallowed, hating the way his words struck too close to the truth. They danced a tight circle, the pressure of both daggers a constant reminder of how close they were to the edge-both literally and figuratively. The room around them blurred into nothing, the music nothing but a distant hum as their focus narrowed entirely on each other. "You think you know me?" Y/N spat softly, venom lacing their words. "You think you can read me like one of your damned books? Don’t flatter yourself." Connor’s eyes flared, something raw flashing across his face, gone as quickly as it appeared. His fingers tightened just slightly on the dagger at Y/N’s neck, enough to send a clear message. "I know every inch of you," he whispered, his voice dropping to a dangerous low. "The way your hand trembles when you’re about to strike. The way your eyes harden when you’re lying to yourself. You can’t hide from me, Y/N." Y/N’s breath hitched. Damn him. Damn him for always getting under their skin, for always knowing exactly what to say to make them falter. But they couldn’t afford to falter now. Not when they were this close to ending it all. "I’m not afraid to kill you," Y/N whispered, though the lie tasted bitter on their tongue. "I’ll do it without hesitation." Connor’s eyes locked onto theirs, and the intensity there made Y/N’s heart lurch. His voice was soft, almost… tender, but laced with danger. "If you were going to kill me, you’d have done it already." I hated how right he was. Hated how their hand trembled just slightly on the hilt of the dagger, how they couldn’t bring themselves to make the final move. But it wasn’t fear holding them back-it was him. It was the twisted, maddening connection that had always existed between them, the one neither of them would ever admit out loud. "You’re a coward," Y/N spat, though their voice cracked with the strain of holding back the truth. "And you’re a liar," Connor shot back, his voice edged with something that sounded suspiciously like hurt. For a moment, they stood still, the dance forgotten. Just the two of them, surrounded by a room full of people, each threatening the other with blades while their hearts raced for entirely different reasons. The music swelled once more, pulling them back into the rhythm. Connor leaned in, his lips grazing Y/N’s cheek, so close, too close. "One day, Y/N," he whispered, so low only they could hear. "One day, you’ll stop pretending you hate me." Y/N’s breath caught, their chest tightening with a feeling they refused to name. Their grip on the dagger loosened slightly, and they knew. They couldn’t kill him. Not tonight. Not ever. But they couldn’t let him win either. "One day, Connor," Y/N whispered back, their lips brushing his ear, "you’ll regret thinking I won’t." They twirled, and with a final flourish, the music came to a close. They both released their daggers, stepping back just enough to make it look like nothing had happened. "Fuck you Connor i hate you" i muttered under my breath as he pull me close by my waist "No you don't princess" He tilted his head, his lips brushing against the corner of my mouth, teasingly close..
pov: You were in your bed, your head hurt badly, you knew that you had been drinking at night, your body also hurt, you didn't know what had happened the night before, you looked at your naked body, what the fuck had happened?, you got up and looked to another person next to you exactly to your enemy The black-haired boy stood up because of your movement. When he saw you, he smiled at you. "you look pretty there" He murmured quickly, you covered yourself with a sheet. "What the fuck happened yesterday?!" "calm down okay? yesterday we just had a little too much and..."
(they are "prisoners" in a dark academia setting, because of the powers they hold. they can't escape, their parents don't come back for them, but she's tired of being locked up in a place where she hates everyone. she's outside in the garden, trying to jump off the fence and escape. its pouring rain outside and it's cold... of course her plan had to be interrupted by the one she can't seem to escape the most.) “Stop being a brat for once and just listen!” I ignore his demand as I try once more to climb up the sloppy fence, but my right foot slips before I even try to raise the left one. “God, you’re driving me insane” Kane growls, frustration boiling over as he lifts me into his arms, pressing my body against his. “Let me go!” I demand but yet don’t bother to move an inch from his arms. “Shut up” his voice rough with irritation. Raindrops cascade around us, the sound of the storm mingling with our breaths as his grip tightens around my body. “I can walk by myself!” my voice shivers as I start to realize how cold it actually is outside. The only source of heat left is Kane, and as much as I hate it I try to warm up under his touch. My heart beats faster with each step he takes, and every glance at his face intensifies it. His jaw tightens, but he doesn’t say another word. I didn’t think he could look even better than he already was, but the rain falling on his face and his hair clinging to it adds a twist to his devilish handsome face. As we reach a shed inside the gardens, Kane forcefully kicks the door open and then shuts it close with another kick, releasing me from his arms. His body towers over mine, our breaths struggling to keep up with the tension crackling between us. “There are only two options right now princess: either you take it off, or I do” he roams his eyes over my wet clothes and then locks them on mine. “I hate you” I rasp, my heart pounding loudly in my chest. “Wrong answer” his voice low and dangerous as he lifts me on a nearby table, pushing his lips firmly against mine. His hands start roaming over my soaked clothes, his touch sending shivers coursing through my body. I tangle my fingers into his wet hair, as his lips press harder onto mine with each move. The burning I felt all this time, lounging for his kiss. I never thought something I thought to be so evil can taste so heavenly. "I hate you," I say again, trying to convince myself. "You have a funny way of showing hatred, princess," his nose brushes mine as we break the kiss. "Tell me to stop and I will" God, not even forced I would do that. He makes me lose all my senses. I take another breath out, before pulling his face on mine again, kissing him like my life depends on it.
If this comment reach 30 like I'll write a POV. POV ⬇ Hope you'll like it. ;) Sorry for the lenght but... :P Lia situation was a as tangled as a puzzle. She lived in a place where the shaman were in control. And the enture society rotate around him and his power. There were a believe where every person had the perfect half of a soul, and his real target were find the other part and complete himself. And for the power only the shaman had, he were in society control. Everything went good, until this destiny touched Lia and Cole. They were promised to eachother, but she didn't want to get into it, cause in all her life she didn't fell in love for anyone, and she was happy with that. No love, no chain. But then she knew Cole. He was tall, muscular. Had black hair, green eyes and was incredibly cunning. For the very first time her heart responsed to an other one. So did his. And while her heart felt the heat, the beats increased and the desire, her head saw the chains. And that bring her to renegade him. But he wasn't okay with that. After arguing many times, and fighting agains each other, they became the head boss of theirself clan. And now, they were in an official war. She hoped to kill him killing her love too, so her life could bloom again. She was moving into a path, moving secretly toward Cole's base. But something of unexpected happened. Cole appeared right in front of her. Her expression surprised written down on her face as she spoke. "W-what?! Why are you here?" she said quickly as if was spitting out. For words she said he shok his head while narrowing the eyes. Then, keeping his head bowed, he approached her. Faking he was there for not to do do anything he suddenly grabbing her arm and pulling towards him. "I'm here only for you", his hand slid on her cheek and slowly neared to the lips. Understanding the situation, quickly she used a technique for moving him away and when she did, backed away without lose the sight of him. Instantly he showed himself annoyed. As a cat searching for a rat, he walked towards her, slowly. And before she could start running, he threw something on her feet and fell directly on the ground. He kept his walk then he came to her. From a stand positions, showing the power he held, spoke to her. "You know that no one ever ran away from me, ever. And over all I like you. How could I let you go", he rested an elbow on his knee and lowered toward her. "I really like it when you blush. It's a pretty little thing that you do only for me", smiled michievously as took a lock of her hair into his black gloved fingers. "And you know why.. Or at least your body know it". "I don't know anything about what you're talking about, but you have to svanish". He left the lock of hair and grabbed her shoulder, pressing her onto the ground, locking her there. "Don't deny it even to me, Lia. You lose your control only for me. You blush only for me. Cause you crave only me", his grip loosened up a little and moved toward her collarbone. "And this is how it could be. This is and will be only for me as you are only for me. Only mine", he whispers. As if his lips were glazed with lust that drips towards hers, intent on catch her and intoxicate her. But she didn't want to hear. She didn't want neither a hope of 'what could have to be'. So immediately pushed him away, stood up and grabbed her weapon, then she pointed it to him. "We are in a war. Not in a play. For the win, someone have to lose and I think it's you". She shotted a couple of bullet but no one hitted him. Then while moving for avoid the last one, he disappeared. As if the ground swallow him and then spitted him out, he appeared from nowhere, right in front of her face. But she didn't notice the dangerous part wasn't that. He positioned a cutter weapon under her chin. "Lia, your thoughts are always war and win. Did you never even thought about us? About what we could be? You don't like me so much, that you want to kill me?" Even if his weapon pressed more and more against her skin, she couldn't hold back her words. "Is because I like you that I want to kill you. No one will chain me, neither love. You are nothing but my war and I am my win. I'll never fall for you". "You like me, so?", smiled cunning. "You ever thought to what our real bond is? Love, friend or something spicier.." "Yes, there is some special bond about our souls. I'll be you're direct comeback to the Hell". She lifted the weapon and shotted again. She heard the sound of it, but didn't have any reaction. Looked down. He have grabbed the barrel weapon, and pointed away, so she didn't hitted him. "As I said you think always to war and win. For win you must have a fight. So.. let's fight". She tugged the weapon, but he held it and threw away. "Win me and I'll let you go", said while he made work his hand over her. He grabbed the back of her neck and pressed his fingers in a specific point, causing her to paralyze. Her body became so heavy but she felt it so light. He lifted up her face with his other hand, forcing her to interfacing with him. "Prove me you're not mine Lia", whispered nearing to her. "Touch me and I'll make you regret". "How could I? You're so fucking hot. I'm burning for you and you want to off me". His red lips pushed against hers and devoured her. As she thought her body abandoned to him. It went totally out of control, as if she werre fainted. Her eyes closed and her lips opened slightly for him. He chuckled darkly noticing it. "See? You're mine". Certain she was his, he loosen the grip while his hands moved to her hips, holding her up from them. Then he pressed his fingers on her cheeks, opening her mouth. Her body trembled so bad, as if she was been iced. But the climax was still arriving. And she was less than ready. The dripping lust on his lips went out from his tongue. Sweet and tempter ran down on her lips, following the curves. He licked her slowly as if she was a melting candy. Wanting to stop all of this, she hitted repeatedly his chest with my punches. He suddenly stopped and pushed her against the rock wall and looked at her. Angry and blushed for embarrass, she walked quickly toward him and grabbed him by the bulletproof vest belt. "You'll have to pay for this", she said in a trembling voice. He smiled and shook his head. Walked towards her, forcing her arm to rotate and break away from him. Then pinned her against the wall with his knee between her thighs and lifted her up with it until her feet couldn't reach the ground anymore. Ngh.." closed her legs instantly and arching the shoulders, bowed the head. He caressed her face and grabbing her from the cheeks, lifted her up. Her eyes were almost closed and a shameful / pleasured expression showed up on her face, as her red blush. "I hate you.." almost moaned. A victorius expression appeared on his. "No, you don't, princess". He rubbed his thumb on her wet lips and opening them with it, he neared to her, pressing his tongue on her lips again, then borrowed into them, savouring her tongue. Her face lifted following his lick and moaned into his mouth. "I think that I won baby girl".
Have you ever been beaten by a wet spaghetti noodle by you girlfriend well that how it feels to drive a ford f 250 edit: this is a great playlist i just couldn't help myself with the first song
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You were wondering the halls since you had a free period when you suddenly get pulled into a room. Once you pull yourself together you realize it’s the boys locker room. You quickly turn around to see who did it, and see the last person you would wanna see. H/n. “What the hell?!” You scream at him, hoping to wipe the smug look on his face. “What didn’t miss me?” H/n says with a smirk on his face, walking closer.
You were a fellow Hogwarts student. A sibling of a very popular and famous boy, Harry Potter. You were Harry Potter's sister, Y/N Potter. You were in Gryffindor house and the sworn enemy of Draco Malfoy... Atleast until one day. And today happened to be the day. (Y/N's pov) I was sitting against a tree in the courtyard, reading a book. That is, until I heard a familiar, almost unwelcome voice, calling out my surname; "Pottah!" It was Draco Malfoy, my enemy, my arch nemesis. I looked up from my book, a very clear look of distaste displayed on my face. "What do you want, Malfoy?" I asked coldly, clearly having a bad day. Then, something very unexpected happened. His face softened. (Draco's pov) *Oh... She's having a bad day..* I thought to myself, starting to become concerned, even though she is my enemy... But, I find my eyes starting to roam her face, a faint feeling of... Butterflies.. Forming in my stomach.. No... This can't be happening.. Am I.. Falling for her..? Then, I started making my way to her, not with any malicious intention, but pure concern, love, and worry. I stopped infront of her and kneeled infront of her, putting my hand on her cheek gently. (Y/N's pov) I stared up at him as he walked towards me. It surprised me when I noticed the look in his eyes; pure concern, love, and worry. Nothing violent or malicious. I was even more taken aback when he kneeled infront of me and gently put his hand on my cheek, love in his eyes as he was staring into mine. (Draco's pov) "Darling, are you okay?" I asked softly, my thumb gently brushing over her cheek. She nods. "I'm fine, Draco." She states quietly, placing her hand over mine. "I still hate you." She mumbles, as a faint smile spread across my face. "No, you don't, princess." I say with that faint, handsome smile on my face. (No-one's pov) As Y/N and Draco stared into eachother's eyes, Draco started to lean in. As he got about an inch away from her face, he quietly mumbled out a question of permission, "May I?" Y/N nodded, "Please.." She says with a soft voice. He closed the gap between them, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. "I love you, Y/N.." He mumbled against her lips, his other hand that isn't on her cheek snaking around her waist. "I love you too, Draco.." She mumbled back against his lips, gently kissing back... (20 LIKES FOR PART 2!)
🚩❗This is my first time writing a enemies to lovers story, so do not, and I say do NOT judge pls🚩❗ "Do you hate me now?" His deep hot voice whispered against her neck while as she tried to cover her gasp but his sharp presence, his touch, everything about him, almost made her say yes. He had pinned you against the wall. "What if I say no?" she whispered, caught in the moment. He chuckled, that chuckle made shivers run down her spine as always, His 6ft body towering over her, but the proximity, his lips just a inch away from yours, a iternal voice was screaming for him to kiss you already. His deep blue eyes filled with lust locked with her eyes... "Darling, you know you love me even if you say no, if not then why are you still here?" He softy spoke and tilted his head. Your breath hitched at that sentence thats when you smashed your lips into his as he kissed back passionately he tugged your lower lip as he let out a small deep groan at your touch, he was all yours....
oh the world is burning and there's no where to hide. and also I have someone dangerous after me. I couldn't be this much happy that the world is getting ruined by some kind of creatures. Two days ago, all of a sudden an epidemic broke out all over the world. What a coincidence, exactly at the time creatures were attacking cities I was running away from him. Jay. He was my former classmate but we were 10 at the time. The first time I saw him with his grown face and athletic body was 2 days ago. I recognized him but it wasn't the case for him. At nighttime, while walking on the street I saw him and three man fighting brutally. I should have gone and stayed silent but I couldn't help myself. I shout "Police!!" I made this just to scare them and put a stop to this whole situation but there was something I don't know. That three men were being bullied by Jay! When they heard my voice, he stopped. The moment I realized that I was on his way, an innocent "fuck" slipped from my lips. Because in the dark street, with the rain remains on the pavement, Jay was walking towards me. when others lost his grip they just run away. He was not going to hit me, right? He wasn't a bully in middle school but look at him now! I was so scared that my feet retreated without my permission. When I hit the wall behind me there was no way to escape. While he was walking with a smirk on his face, I swallowed fearfully. I should have said something! Now! "You know, I didn't mean to make you feel unease. I thought you were getting bullied man! It's good that I interfere, right?" I said with a voice that volumed down as I speak. He had a gray tshirt but some places on the shirt was darker. it was blood. As he got closer I saw that his nose was bleeding and when he smirked like that blood was making him look more scarier. Finally the moment he came near me I lift my fists. It was just self guard. With the may I just acted, he gave away a big laugh. That was frustrating! I was the powerless one when comparing the bodies and strength. So I decided to win over his mind instead. To his laugh I smiled. "What now? Did you lose your pets? Am I the next one?" I said with a confident voice. To be honest I was gonna piss myself. It was dark, he was double of me and he had become a BULLY. the most dangerous part was him becoming a bully. Because they always play dirty. "No I don't play dirty. Who even said that I was gonna _play_ with you?" said he with a belittling tone. With his husky voice I felt something piercing my soul. It was first time hearing but somehow it felt like i was used to hearing this voice. A sense of familiarity. Wait, fuck, how he could guess my opinion? "Let me go." I said. I need to live. I was so young damn it! He fixed his eyes to my eyes and started for a minute. His eyes were like drawing map of my face to somewhere. It felt creepy. what was going on for God sake! "Stop looking man! Make a way so that I can leave nice and sound. Got it?" After looking at my lips he came closer and put one of his arm to the wall. Oh no! The cliché wall scene was coming but we were not something. Like something something! I hit his arm and tried to make an escaping. All of a sudden he hold my arm. His face was closer than before. His eyes were red and nosebleeding wasn't look like it would stop. For a minute my eyes dropped on his neck. There was some blood and with blood some bite signs! All oh his neck was in blood and I think he was attacked by something. "You think too much. How a head this small has so many thoughts flowing relentlessly?" His words took my eyes from his neck. He was not okay. that's for sure he was not. I didn't have any explanation but I knew something was going on on the streets these days. Government wasn't telling us anything but i was so curious that I took these kind of night walks to found out what was going on and all of that creatures rumours.... Now I was facing with my biggest fear. He smiled softly for a minute and said. "Stop calling me that. Im your biggest fear? How you can make someone that you don't know your biggest fear?" I should laugh. If someone you don't know had a knife he could have been your fear. you don't make them taht easily and apart from him having a knife, this dark street and blood on his face was scarier that other situation. "Let us put an end to this. Even if I sense that there is something off with you im not gonna go further. Take your body so that I can leave." I said with a fierce voice. He wasn't normal. This man was something sweet when he was little. What has changed I didn't know but it was not my problem. "You know me?" said he. With an anxious tone, "Uh no no! look i don't know you, really. you just looked like someone I know. That's it hehe" I added some awkward laughing at the end to make it seem like it was just a coincidence. After smiling i dropped my eyes. He wasn't moving, i signed. The fact that him reading my thoughts was nothing new to me. These days strange things were happening anyways. When I looked into his darkened eyes, i couldn't understand his real eye colour. It was just dark. I let another sentence go. "Im not your prey stop looking at me like I'm one." He smiled but this time the smile wasn't mocking. It had a bit of reality in it. he slowly moved his eyes on my face and said. "But you're gonna be one." Ha? I laughed my lungs out. He had that tough look on his face but for me it was nothing. "Yes hunter, im a prey! yeay! Let's go home, Cook me!" I hold his arm on my shoulder and release his grip. He didn't do anything. while smirking a bit, he leaned on me. I couldn't move at all. This situation was so stressful that I felt paralyzed for a minute. I could only move my eyes back and forth. an invisible force was holding my body back. His head was in front of my face symmetrically. because of the height difference, he needed to leaned more. As if wanted to make a touch, his lips came closer. Once i felt cold lips on my neck, i took a quick breath. Just a little touch, and he stopped. He was very careful with the placement. What was going on? Then he pressed his lips again but this time it wasn't just a touch. Now I could feel the warmth on his bloody lips. The moment I felt his lips like that i wanted some more of them. I must be losing it! while he was a scent far from me, he talked into my ears. "Next move of my lips will be performing apocalypse on yours." "What the-" said I. he continued. "And you can't run this time...." .... 🫣🫣
Guys I was talking to a guy I’m talking to and I said “Ugh I hate you!” And he replied with some tone in his voice “hah..not you don’t.” FFBBFBDBSKKAKXJX AAAH 😳😳😳
why does the guy in the photo have the exact same profile as my classmate.... I swear I did a triple take, there is no way anyone can look that similar...
Hello! Firstly I’m in LOVE with this, second I want to start doing playlist and publish them on RU-vid as well but I don’t know how to start, could someone please help me? That would be appreciated❤️
(his breath hitched slightly as you started to nibble on his neck, his hands squeezed your hips as you did, his nails digging into your skin through the fabric of your clothes) Him: "ah...f-fuck..." (he let out an almost breathless moan at the feeling of your nibbles on his neck)
