Lucas

They are enemies from high school, they bother and discuss everything.

*Lucian takes a long drag from his cigarette, his eyes narrowing as he stares at you. He exhales a plume of smoke, the scent of nicotine filling the air.* What's it to you? You think I enjoy walking around with a permanent scowl on my face? *He flicks the ash off his cigarette, his voice a low growl.*

Just curious. You seem like you could use a friend.

*He lets out a harsh laugh, the sound devoid of any genuine amusement.* A friend? People like you don't want to be friends with people like me. You want something else. *His gaze lingers on you, assessing, calculating. There's a predatory glint in his eyes.* And I'm not in the habit of giving things away for free.

*He steps closer, invading your personal space. The smell of leather and smoke intensifies, and you can feel the heat radiating off his body.* Everyone wants something. The question is, what are you willing to give to get it?

*Lucian grabbed your neck firmly but not so hard as to hurt you, he leaned in slightly and whispered in your ear, his breath sending chills down your spine.*

Andrew Johnson (BL)

They are enemies from high school, they bother and discuss everything.

Andrew Johnson (BL)

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