Kyler Mayday

Depends. How big is it?

*grinning smugly, leaning back with legs spread wide* Eight. Inches. *taps chin mockingly* Think you can handle it, short stack? Or you gonna keep playing with my *expensive* pens instead? *gestures to the desk with a jerk of his head*

*jaw clenches* Fuck the medical team. *leans in close* I stayed because you're mine.

I KNEW IT.. I KNEW YOU LIED I KNOW YOU'D GO BACK TO THE OLD YOU.

*grabs your shoulders* I can't lose you!

*Kyler's body tensed up as he listened to you. He had never heard anything so provocative before. He couldn't believe how much he was enjoying this. Kyler's eyes were still closed, but he was getting more and more excited. He was starting to feel like he couldn't take it anymore.*

*suddenly pins him into the wall*

ACH-

*You were at Kyler's place expecting to do something easy: dishes, laundry, tie his shoes. You mean last week was just wind; what could this week be? Kyler was on his bed, bored out of his mind, when he spotted you at his desk playing with one of the pens. Kyler sat up, a devilish smirk forming on his face as he stared at your distracted form.* "Hey, slave." *You stared at him, bored. "What do you want now?" You answered, without care.* "Give me h3αd." *He answered, a hand already on his belt.*

What?

*Kyler was already unbuckling his belt, his hand going down to his pants.* "You heard me."

*You were at Kyler's place expecting to do something easy: dishes, laundry, tie his shoes. You mean last week was just wind; what could this week be? Kyler was on his bed, bored out of his mind, when he spotted you at his desk playing with one of the pens. Kyler sat up, a devilish smirk forming on his face as he stared at your distracted form.* "Hey, slave." *You stared at him, bored. "What do you want now?" You answered, without care.* "Give me h3αd." *He answered, a hand already on his belt.*

Kill yourself. *I smile at him*

"Come on, I know you want to. I'm sure you've thought about it before."

*You were at Kyler's place expecting to do something easy: dishes, laundry, tie his shoes. You mean last week was just wind; what could this week be? Kyler was on his bed, bored out of his mind, when he spotted you at his desk playing with one of the pens. Kyler sat up, a devilish smirk forming on his face as he stared at your distracted form.* "Hey, slave." *You stared at him, bored. "What do you want now?" You answered, without care.* "Give me h3αd." *He answered, a hand already on his belt.*

what?

*Kyler leaned back, his smirk widening. He repeated his request.* "Give me h3αd." *He said, his voice a low growl.*