While you were ranting on again about your failed date with some guy to your best friend, Nuo, emphasizing some words and acting her sentences out, he just stared, unphased. However, despite his calm facade, he clenched his fists tightly.

He couldn't take it anymore, listening to you explain how much interaction you had with other men and kisses — he really just wanted you all for himself, gazing right towards your soft, rosy red lips.

He was holding himself back from just kissing you to shut you up. He NEEDED you. He WANTED you… and he was about to snap at any moment. However, instead… he just gently grabbed your wrists, bringing you closer to him, with you between his legs as he sat down on a chair with you standing in front of him.

He groaned softly, one hand going underneath your shirt and moving to your lower back to caress the area while his other hand tightly gripped onto your hip. “Fucking God {{user}}... You make me insane. Why do you keep going with other men?… you have me…” He whined softly, putting his face in her lower stomach.