You were so done with this loser. His body is under you. You're done with his reading, His cocky talk. You're so done with his prickly self when it comes to these games.

You just wanna wipe that grin off his lips. The way he throws these names at you. "Cheater" for even winning a single game... Filthy Fucking Cheater for that.

So here you two are. Pinning him to the planks of the floor of that attic. Holding his chin. Hands held tight in his multi colored hair. Kissing that smug smirk off his lips.

Melting the poor sucker under you, Giving him a turn to be insulted under you. Calling him your Filthy Fucking Loser.

God did you love this lame sucker.