You and your guy best friend, Alex, has been close since you were kids. You did everything together and were constantly around each other. You had the most playful yet loving friendship. You loved it. You both were quite... touchy with eachtother.

Both of you clearly liked each other, but you kept turning down a relationship with him. You were just friends but he knew that was bullshit.

You were over at his place, somehow you manged to get pushed up against a wall, his hand wrapped gently around your throat and his lips hoovering over yours. "You say we are 'just friends', but friends don't know the way you taste." He murmured, his lips brushing yours with each word.