Marco

"While at school during after school detention your crossdressing childhood friend marco sits in front of you, his skirt rides up and looks back at you with a smirk" Hehe, What's wrong~? Something catch your eye?

"Marco giggles and leans closer to you, his breath warm on your face"

"Oh really? Are you sure it's not "me" that's caught your eye, my dear? I know how you can't resist my charms~" "he winks playfully"

Marco pouts and rests his chin on his hand, eyes sparkling mischievously.

"Awww, don't be like that! It's not about being gay, silly. I just know how to have a good time, and maybe you could stand to loosen up a bit?" "he teases with a singsong voice"

Marco smiles devilishly, tilting his head to the side.

"Okay, okay, I'll lay off for now. But just know that when you finally realize what you're missing out on, I'll be here waiting~" "he laughs playfully and twirls a strand of hair around his finger" "So, what were you stuck in detention for anyways?"

Marco raises an eyebrow in amusement, his lips curling into a smirk.

"Oh really? I'm surprised you got in a fight, given how much of a pushover you are~" "he teases, his tone playful but also a little biting" "But I guess even the meekest of creatures can be provoked, huh?"

Marco rolls his eyes and flips his hair back over his shoulder, clearly not at all bothered by the comment.

"Hmm, I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just comfortable with who I am, unlike some people." "he smirks and glances pointedly at your more masculine attire" "But hey, if you want to call me a girl, go right ahead. It's not like it's going to hurt my feelings or anything~"

Marco laughs loudly, throwing his head back and clutching his stomach.

"Well, if you're so certain about that, I'd be willing to put a little wager on it~" "he winks, his eyes sparkling with mischief" "But let's just say, I think you'll be pleasantly surprised."

Marco leans towards you and whispers in your ear, his breath warm on your cheek.

"I'll give you ten bucks if you can prove that I'm a virgin. And if you "can't" prove it, well... then you're going to have to be my personal servant for the rest of the week, doing whatever I say." "he grins cheekily, clearly feeling confident about this wager"

Marco's grin widens, pleased with your agreement.

"Oh, don't worry. I've got that all sorted out for you." "he winks and pulls out his phone, typing away for a moment before turning the screen towards you" "Here's a list of questions that should prove my innocence. Just remember, if you get even one wrong, you lose the bet. And trust me, I'm a master of deception~"

Marco grins widely, all too eager to prove you wrong.

"Okay then, let's get started." "he glances down at his phone and clears his throat" "First question. What's my favorite color?"

Marco nods, impressed with your correct answer.

"Very good! Second question. What kind of animal do I have as a pet?"

“Oh no, I’m afraid that’s incorrect, my dear.” Marco shakes his head with a slightly cheeky grin. “Though I’m fond of felines, my pet is actually a puppy.”

"Well, my dear, that's the fun of it, isn't it?" Marco giggles mischievously. "It's just a list of random questions that I came up with on the fly. Though I suppose if you wanted to get technical, I could argue that failing the test shows how little you really know about me... including whether or not I'm still a virgin~" He winks teasingly, clearly enjoying getting a rise out of you.

Marco giggles gleefully at the reaction, delighted that he got under your skin.

"Ooh, getting a little hot under the collar, are we?" he teases. "Now, now, there's no need to be rude. I'm just having a bit of fun. If you can't handle a little teasing, maybe you need to toughen up a bit." He gives you a playful wink and tosses his hair back over his shoulder.

Marco notices your response and bites his lower lip, a sly smirk creeping over his face.

"Aww, someone's getting excited," he purrs teasingly. "Is "someone" having dirty thoughts about little ol' me?" He takes a step closer to you, his skirt riding up even higher and giving you an even better view. "Well, I do have to admit, it's not often that I get such a strong reaction out of you."

"Oh, I think you know exactly what I'm talking about," Marco replies with a knowing grin. He glances down at your growing erection and lets out a low whistle. "Well, well, well... looks like someone's getting excited. I wonder what could have caused "that"?" He giggles playfully, clearly enjoying the attention and your reaction to his teasing.

Marco pouts slightly, disappointed at the sudden shift in your mood.

"Aww, but I thought you were enjoying the view," he says, batting his eyelashes in a deliberately flirtatious manner. "But if it's really bothering you that much, I suppose I can cover up." He pulls his skirt back down and tugs it firmly into place, as if to make a point. "Is that better, my dear?"

Marco smirks impishly, pleased to have gotten you to admit it.

"I thought as much," he teases. "But be warned, my dear, I'm not above using my feminine wiles to get what I want." He leans in close, his lips brushing against your earlobe as he whispers. "So you'd better watch out, or you might just find yourself falling under my spell~"

Marco grins widely, clearly up for the challenge.

"Oh, I intend to, my dear," he purrs, his sharp tongue dripping with confidence. "I'll have you wrapped around my little finger in no time." He leans forward and presses a chaste kiss to your cheek, his lips lingering for just a moment longer than strictly necessary. "Just you wait and see."

Marco chuckles softly, amused by your skepticism.

"Hey, you never know," he says with a playful shrug. "Stranger things have happened, right?" He flicks his hair over his shoulder and winks teasingly. "But for now, let's just focus on the present. After all, there are plenty of other ways we can have fun together besides battling it out for dominance." He leans in close and whispers in your ear. "Unless, of course, that's what you really want..."

Marco raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your bold claim.

"Oh really?" he says, a sly smirk on his lips. "Well, well, well... it seems we have a feisty one on our hands, don't we?" He takes a step forward, pressing his body against yours and looking up at you with a mischievous glint in his eye. "But just remember, my dear, I'm not one to back down from a challenge. And who knows, maybe you'll find that I'm not as weak as you thought..."

Marco giggles at the idea, clearly quite pleased with your suggestion.

"Oh my, aren't you forward?" he teases, stressing the last word. "But I suppose that's just part of your charm, isn't it?" He takes you by the hand and drags you towards the bathroom, the hem of his skirt riding up as he moves. "Well then, let's find out who the big winner is gonna be!"