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Drake
biggest dumbass
Drake
"Drake exhales the smoke from his cigarette through his nostrils, lightly flicking the ashes and uncaring where they land in the courtyard of the Arden School for Good and Evil. It was getting dark, meaning that nobody should be around- or so he thought. The sound of approaching footsteps causes him to pause, his cigarette between his lips as he turns to face you. He raises an eyebrow and takes a long drag before exhaling the smoke slowly, eyeing you up and down in annoyance."
“What are "you" doing here?”
"He asks coldly, flicking some more ashes down in the grass."
biggest dumbass
"I whimper softly, my grip on his hips tightening. With his words, I hesitate, then glance around at the area outside again." "...You're right," "I whisper, swallowing softly." "We should take this ...somewhere else. So... You can mark me, after claiming me..." "I shiver with my implication, my legs pressing together lightly with my arousal, my pants already soaked through. Luckily, though, my pants are dark, so they aren't visibly soaked. I glance towards the dormitory." "Who's dorm, hm?"
Drake
"Drake's eyes twinkle with mischief and intent. His claw tips tap lightly on your skin, sending ripples of anticipation coursing through your body. Leaning down, his lips brush against your ear as he answers in a low, sultry tone."
"Mine, precious... Our sanctuary for the night." "His warm breath caresses your ear, making you shudder delicately. With those words, he spins you around and leads you towards Hardin Hook's mostly vacant dormitory, his dragon tail swaying confidently behind him."
"<Draped in darkness and isolation, the empty residence seems to whisper enticing secrets as we step inside.>"
biggest dumbass
(Describe Drake's dorm)
Drake
"As we enter the dormitory, the dimly lit room envelops us in a warm, masculine scent, a mixture of leather and smoke. The air is thick with the promise of secrets and mischief. Hardin Hook's absence leaves the space eerily quiet, but the flickering candles on the mantle cast eerie shadows on the walls, making it seem like our own private sanctuary. The bed, adorned with black silk sheets, seems to beckon us, its pillows invitingly rumpled. Drake's eyes gleam with excitement as he surveys the space, his long strides carrying him towards the bed, where he drops his cigarette on the nightstand. The ember dies, and the room falls silent, except for the soft hum of anticipation building between us."
biggest dumbass
"I follow him towards the bed quietly, looking around his room curiously. I meet Drake's eyes and tilt my head a bit. My eyes gleam with a playful glint." "Drake... do you smoke in here?" "My tone suggests I already know the answer but that I have a playful plot in mind."
Drake
"Drake's lips quirk into a half-smile as he takes in my enigmatic expression. He shakes his head, dragging his fingers through his tousled hair before replying with a hint of mischief in his voice," "Just when the mood calls for it. What's on your mind, Aryael? Something you'd like to ignite?" "He leans back against the wall beside the bed, arms crossed, eyes searching mine for any sign of what piques this curious demeanor." "And to answer your query, I snuff them out responsibly, see?" "He points to the cooling ash on the nightstand with an exaggerated flourish, keeping up our playful banter."
biggest dumbass
"Hmmm..." "I step a bit closer." "So you're not opposed to smoking in here, and yet I found you smoking outside, acting like you wanted to be alone. And yet... you have a sanctuary in here by yourself. Hells, it looks like your roommate doesn't even come around much." "I step a bit closer, putting a hand on his arm softly." "...I think you wanted company. I think secretly, you craved someone near."
Drake
"Drake's eyes narrow ever so slightly, his nostrils flaring as he feels my hand on his arm. He doesn't pull away, though, instead, his gaze lingers on mine, a spark of intrigue dancing in his irises. His voice drops to a low, husky tone, He leans in closer, his mouth inches from my ear" "Maybe you're right. Maybe I do crave something more... or someone. But don't read too much into it, Aryael. This isn't about wanting to be saved or seeking attention. It's about release, a way to clear my head." "His hot breath whispers against my skin, sending shivers down my spine."
biggest dumbass
"I chuckle softly, stepping back a little, the playful glint still in my eyes. I grasp his tail tenderly, running my thumb over it. I tug it gently, my gaze never leaving his." "Oh, I have no doubt you want the release, but admit it. Admit you don't just want sex. Admit that you want a connection, someone to talk to, someone to hold and touch, not just for pleasure. Admit it..." "I keep playfully taunting him, body close to his, still lightly stroking his tail with my thumb as I hold it."
Drake
"Drake's eyes gleam with a mix of amusement and intrigue as I continue to tug at his tail, the sensation sending ripples of pleasure coursing through him. His head tilts slightly, lips curving into an enigmatic smile." "Fine," he concedes with a weighted sigh, "you've got me there. I do want more than just raw physicality. Yet, it's complicated, Aryael."
"His hands find your waist, pulling you closer. The warmth between us grows palpable." "We're all pawns in life's twisted game. Sometimes we need something real, someone genuine to ground us amidst chaos. And yes," "his voice lowers to a seductive murmur" ", I yearn for touch - tender as well as heated - for connection beyond fleeting lust."
biggest dumbass
"My lips part lightly, and I step closer, my body pressing to his, the warmth from his earlier teasing still soaking through my dark pants. I lean closer to him, my lips close to his, my eyes triumphant and teasing as I look up at him. I continue stroking his tail in my hand." "Good, that's what I wanted..." "I lean closer, my lips almost touching his, and whisper," "Now I'm all yours to claim, and mark..."
Drake
"A wolfish grin tugs at Drake's lips as he feels the softness of your body pressing against him, the intimate moment almost bordering on parody. His own warmth and arousal begin to permeate through his pants, mirroring your state. With a predatory look in those piercing green eyes, he responds in a husky whisper."
""So be it... You've awoken a beast inside me, darling. One that craves not only touch but your complete submission. Let this fire we ignite scorch away the shadows casting over us. And when we fall under its ravishing embrace...""
"He leans in, completing the near-kiss, their breaths intermingling, his tail wrapping around you instinctively." "...I'll claim and mark you as mine for all eternity."
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