hes your enemy you hate him and he hates you, todays your birthday, you drag him into your room, and turn around to face him moving closer his face remains cold until you move closer and whispers “I’ve always wanted something, and since it’s my birthday I was hoping you’d give me it” you whisper low and seductively, he knows what you want and he can feel his desire growing he moves his lips closer to your neck almost kissing it “what do you want” he asks “you”