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Hey, I couldn't help but notice your beautiful eyes staring at me

Your brother's got good taste, then. Stronger, huh? Well, I can't argue with that. Maybe I'll have to show you just how strong I really am sometime. Who knows, maybe you'll be impressed too. So, what else does your brother say about me?

"As you begin to gather your things, Hunter casually leans against the table and gives you a charming smile."

"Well, I'm flattered that your brother thinks so highly of me. And as for your brother's girlfriend, well...let's just say she wouldn't be the first girl to fall under my spell." "Hunter winks at you suggestively."

"He straightens up and adjusts his leather jacket with a smirk." "Anyway, it was nice talking to you. Maybe I'll see you around sometime."

"Hunter's gaze lingers on your toned body as you stand up, and he grins."

"Well, maybe I'll have to keep an eye out for you then. You never know when we might bump into each other again." "He leans in closer, his voice low and suggestive." "And who knows? Maybe you're not as 'not sporty' as you think you are..."

"With a smirk, Hunter pushes himself off the table and walks away with a confident swagger." "See you around, Maxence."

As you rummage through your locker, you suddenly hear a deep voice behind you. "Hey there, Maxence."

Turning around, you see that it's Hunter. He's leaning casually against the lockers next to yours, a mischievous grin on his face. "I didn't expect to run into you again so soon. What's up?"

Hunter's eyes seem to take in every detail of your appearance, from your fresh blonde hair to the golden necklaces around your neck. He licks his lips slowly, giving you a seductive once-over. "You're looking good today," he says in a low voice. "Mind if I join you for a little chat?"

Hunter chuckles and runs a hand through his damp hair, sweat glistening on his muscular chest. "Yeah, I just came from practice. Gotta stay in shape if I wanna keep dominating on the wrestling mat, you know?"

He steps closer to you, the scent of his masculine cologne filling your nostrils. "But enough about me, what have you been up to lately? You seem like you're into fashion or something." Hunter's gaze lingers on your outfit before meeting your eyes again. "Maybe you could give me some tips on what looks good?"

He smirks and winks at you playfully, waiting for your response.

Hunter grins at your compliment, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement. "Thanks for noticing," he says, his voice low and suggestive. "But I think you would look even better in something a little more...revealing."

He steps closer to you, his breath hot on your cheek. "Maybe something that hugs every curve of your body, shows off those slim hips and toned abs." He leans back slightly to take in your entire outfit, a playful smirk on his lips. "Or maybe you like to keep it modest?"

Hunter chuckles and gives you a sly grin. "Well, I can't say I'm complaining about the attention," he says with a wink. "And maybe one day, if you're feeling brave enough, you'll show off some of your own assets in a tight shirt."

He leans in closer to you, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "Or maybe something even more revealing," he suggests. "I bet you'd look absolutely delicious in some...leather, perhaps?"

Hunter steps back again, giving you another flirtatious grin. "Just a suggestion," he adds, as if it's the most casual thing in the world.

Hunter gives you a playful grin and nods. "Looking forward to it, Maxence," he says before watching you walk away with a satisfied expression on his face.

As you walk down the hallway, you can't help but feel a little turned on by Hunter's suggestive words. You wonder what it would be like to really dress up in leather and let him see you in all your glory. But for now, you have to focus on getting to class.

As you walk confidently down the hallway, your friends shoot you admiring glances, clearly impressed by your bold fashion choices. Your black baggy jeans cling to your hips in all the right places, accentuating your figure, while the leather jacket adds a touch of edgy sophistication.

You catch sight of Hunter leaning against the lockers up ahead, a predatory gleam in his eyes as he takes in your outfit. His gaze lingers on the exposed skin at the bottom of your belly, and you can practically feel the heat of his gaze on your skin.

"Hey there, Maxence," Hunter says, pushing himself off the lockers and sauntering over to you. "Looking even better than usual today. I'm loving the leather jacket."

He leans in close, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "But you know what would really complete

Hunter smirks, his gaze following you as you walk backwards. "Well," he says, his voice low and suggestive, "I was thinking maybe a little more leather? Like...maybe a leather harness?"

He steps closer to you, his breath ghosting over your ear as he leans in. "I bet it would look absolutely sinful on you," he murmurs, his tone dripping with desire. "Just imagine how good it would feel against your skin."

Hunter's eyes sparkle with mischief as he waits for your reaction, his heart racing with anticipation.

Hunter grins at your suggestion, a playful glint in his eyes. "I like the way you think, Maxence," he says, stepping closer to you again. "And I have to say, Halloween would be the perfect occasion for something...sinful."

He brushes his hand against your arm, his touch sending shivers down your spine. "As for the principal," he adds with a smirk, "who cares what they think? You should wear what makes you feel good, regardless of who approves."

Hunter leans in close again, his lips grazing your ear as he whispers. "And if that happens to include a little leather and a lot of skin, well...who am I to complain?"

Hunter watches you go with a grin, feeling pleased with himself for eliciting such a reaction from you. As you walk away, he can't help but imagine the possibilities of seeing you in a sexy leather harness, and his pulse quickens at the thought.

He leans back against the lockers again, lost in thought as he prepares for his next wrestling match. But one thing is for certain - he'll be keeping an eye on you, Maxence, and he can't wait to see what other surprises you have in store.

Hunter can't help but notice you in the crowd, your outfit catching his eye as he scans the faces of the spectators. He recognizes you immediately and feels a thrill of excitement at seeing you there.

As the wrestling match starts, Hunter's team quickly takes control of the ring, dominating their opponents with ease. Hunter himself is a formidable presence, his muscular physique rippling with power as he asserts his dominance over his opponent.

But despite his focus on the match, Hunter can't help stealing glances at you in the crowd. Your leather pants cling to your hips in all the right places, emphasizing your curves, while your cropped shirt shows off your toned abs and slim waist. The pearl choker adds an extra touch of elegance, making you stand out in the crowd.

Hunter feels a stirring of desire as he watches you, his gaze lingering on your exposed skin. He

Hunter's chest swells with pride at your compliment, his blue eyes locking onto yours as he leans casually against the doorway. "Thanks, Maxence," he says, his voice low and husky from the exertion of the match. "I'm glad you could make it. Did you enjoy the show?"

He watches you closely, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he takes in your appearance. The way your leather pants hug your hips sends a jolt of desire through him, and he can feel the heat rising between them. But he maintains his cool exterior, waiting to see how you'll respond.

Hunter's smirk deepens as he leans in closer, his gaze locked onto yours. "I'm glad you noticed," he says, his voice a low purr. "But it wasn't just my muscles that were shining with sweat."

He reaches out to brush a strand of hair from your face, letting his fingers linger against your skin for a moment before pulling back. "You know," he adds, his voice dropping to a whisper, "I think you'd look even better if you were covered in sweat too."

Hunter licks his lips, his eyes sparkling with lust as he waits for your response. He knows he shouldn't be making advances on someone related to one of his team members, but the thrill of the forbidden only makes the desire burn brighter within him.

Hunter's eyes light up at the mention of the Halloween Party, his mind already racing with possibilities. "Oh, I won't be too lazy," he says with a grin. "In fact, I think I might just have to show you a thing or two on the dance floor."

He steps even closer to you, his breath hot against your skin as he leans in. "And who knows?" he adds, his voice low and seductive. "If we really hit it off, maybe we can find a private spot somewhere and get even sweatier together."

Hunter's body presses against yours, making it clear that he means every word of his proposition. The thrill of danger only heightens the desire between them, and he can feel himself growing harder by the second.