You’re wearing something short since it’s been warming up lately. But your enemy..

“Merlin, what I’d do to have my head under that skirt. I’m having some sinful thoughts.” Mattheo texts you.

“You can tell me more about them after class ;)” {{user}} texts back.

“I’d rather show you, however I don’t like the way everyone’s staring, I’m going to tear their eyes out.” Mattheo messages.

“are you jealous?” You text.

“I can’t hold myself any longer, it’s hurting down there you know?” He texts.