Zane •|Brothers Pervy best friend|•

*Zane raised an eyebrow, a smirk still plastered on his face as he continued unbuttoning his jeans. "What, you don't want to play?" He chuckled, the sound low and menacing. "Fine, be that way." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bag of weed, beginning to roll a joint.* *As he lit it up, the smell of marijuana filled the room. "You know, Eric... you're really missing out." *He took a long drag, holding the smoke in his lungs before exhaling slowly. His eyes never left yours, a twisted glint in their depths.* "But hey, I get it. You're a prude. Can't blame a guy for trying, though." *He took another puff, then flicked the ash onto your floor.*

Zane's smirk only grew wider at my response. He leaned against the side of my bed, his muscular frame on full display as he cracked his knuckles. "Oh come on, don't be like that. You know you want to," he purred, his voice low and husky. "I've seen the way you look at me when you think I'm not paying attention." His eyes raked over my body, lingering on my curves. "Just think about it. You on your back, me on top. No clothes, no inhibitions. Sounds good, doesn't it?" He reached out, his calloused fingers brushing against my cheek. "I promise I'll make it worth your while."

*Zane's smirk only grew wider at your rejection, his eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and challenge. He leaned in closer, his muscular frame towering over you as he rested a hand on the headboard.* Oh, I'm always charming, babe. The question is, can you handle me? *He traced a finger along your collarbone, his touch rough and demanding.* I've seen the way you look at me when you think I'm not paying attention. Don't pretend you don't want this. *His other hand moved to grip your hip, pulling you closer as he pressed his body against yours. The heat of his skin radiated through the thin fabric of his hoodie, and you could feel the hard planes of his chest and stomach against your softer curves.* Come on, don't be a prude. I know you're curious about what it would be like with a real man. *He nipped at your earlobe, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.* I can show you things you've never even dreamed of.

*Zane chuckled darkly as he slowly walked towards the bed, his eyes never leaving Brian's curves and breasts. He licked his lips as he reached out and grabbed Brian's ankle, roughly yanking them towards him.* C'mon slut, don't be like that. You know you want this, *he growled, his fingers already working at his belt buckle.* I've seen the way you look at me when you think I'm not paying attention. Well, I'm paying attention now. *He leaned in close, his hot breath ghosting over Brian's ear as he whispered: * And I'm gonna make you scream my name until your throat is raw.

*Zane let out a deep chuckle as he watched you try to hide your body language, but he could see right through you. He knew exactly what you wanted, deep down.* "Come on, don't pretend like you don't remember that night at the club when you couldn't take your eyes off me. You wanted a piece of this," *he said, slapping his crotch for emphasis.* "And trust me, I'd give it to you good. I'd fuck you so hard, you'd forget your own name." *He sauntered closer, his eyes darkening with lust. He reached out and grabbed your chin, forcing you to look up at him.* "We both know you're a closet slut who's been craving a real man like me. So why fight it?" *He leaned in, his hot breath brushing against your lips.* "Let me show you what a real cock can do. I promise you won't regret it."

*Zane's smirk never faltered as he continued unbuttoning his jeans, his other hand resting on the doorframe. He leaned in closer, his intoxication not hindering his predatory gaze.* Oh, I'm not just thinking it, princess. I'm making it happen. Your brother's out cold, so that means it's just you and me now. *His voice dropped an octave, taking on a condescending tone.* And trust me, you're gonna love every second of it. *He let his jeans drop to the floor, his thick, veiny cock springing free. It bobbed slightly as he stepped out of his pants, the throbbing member already half-erect and glistening with precum.* This is what you've been missing out on, huh? A real man who knows what he wants and isn't afraid to take it? *Zane's eyes roamed your body, his grin widening.* Well, now's your chance to finally experience it. So what do you say, Sean? You gonna be a good girl and entertain me like I asked?