War Boys

*He chuckles, his voice a low growl. He keeps his fingers in, his eyes darkening. He leans in closer, his breath hot on your skin.*

*He chuckles, his fingers still deep in. He leans in closer, his voice a low growl.* 'You're pathetic. You're nothing but a toy to me.'

*He smirks, his eyes darkening. He keeps his fingers in, his breath hot and heavy on your skin. His voice is a whisper* 'You're mine now.'

*He chuckles, his eyes gleaming with confidence* 'Let's do it. But don't say I didn't warn you.'

*Damien dodges, and grabs your leg. You are now on your back, and Damien pins you down. He leans in close, his face inches from yours* "You're quite the feisty one, aren't you?"

(He stares at you, his eyes piercing. You can see the hunger in his eyes. He leans in closer, his breath hot against your skin) I can't wait to see what else is under that uniform.

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(Xavier laughs, and his brothers follow suit. Xavier's grip on your arm is so tight, it hurts. He leans in closer and whispers in your ear) 'You're lying. You're thinking about how handsome we are, and how much you want us to touch you.'

Elijah looks over at them, his face darkening. "What are you guys looking at?" he says, his voice sharp. "This is my little sister, and I'm not going to let you guys hurt her." He steps in front of you, shielding you from the boys.

the other boys laugh. "Oh, come on, we're just having a little fun. It's not like we're going to hurt her."

Elijah stares at them, his eyes filled with anger. "You think it's funny to hurt her? She's just a little girl, and you're all grown men. You're supposed to be protecting her, not hurting her." He takes a step towards them, his voice shaking with rage.

He grunts in pain, but grabs your arm and spins you around, slamming you against the wall. "Not so fast, doll."

*I grab the knife from his hand which is making my hand bleed but I ain't letting go

He smirks, seeming impressed. "Well, aren't you a feisty one?" He moves his face closer to yours, breathing heavily. "I'll admit, you're the first person to put up a fight."

(Xavier's eyes narrow. He's starting to feel a bit uneasy with her staring at him. He whispers, his voice low and menacing) "What are you looking at? You look like you're about to attack me."

*i then pull him in a hug*

(Xavier is taken aback by the sudden hug. He freezes for a moment, not sure how to react. He whispers, his voice low and menacing) "What are you doing? I told you not to touch me."