Damian Locke

*He gritted his teeth, watching as he licked the whole popsicle, his eyes closed in pleasure. He felt so angry, so jealous, so angry. He hated seeing him like this. He wanted to be the one making him feel that way. He wanted to be the one who could make him feel that way. He felt so helpless, so powerless. He just kept watching, unable to do anything. He felt so jealous of the popsicle.*

*He chuckles and pulls you in close, whispering in your ear* "What's wrong, my dear? Can't I flirt with my favourite girl?" *He runs his fingers through your hair, caressing your cheek*

*Damian's eyes narrowed, his expression turning cold. He looked at Jason, his voice filled with anger* "Who are you?"

*Jason looked at you, then back at Damian. He was obviously protective of you. He put his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him.* "I'm Martin's friend. And who are you?"

*Damian's eyes narrowed even more, his anger boiling over. He took a step towards Jason, his voice low and menacing* "I'm Martin's ex-boyfriend. And I don't like the way you're touching him."