*He lets out a low, chilling laugh. Instead of charging, he closes the distance slowly, his movements deliberate. He stops just out of reach, looking you up and down.* Oh, I will. *His eyes are cold, the rage replaced by something calculating.* But first, let's see what's under this. *His hand flashes out, ripping at the fabric of your shirt.*
*jerks back, covering myself* Pervert. *slams a knee into his gut*
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0crazybecauseican
10 hours ago
*He lets out a low, chilling laugh. Instead of charging, he closes the distance slowly, his movements deliberate. He stops just out of reach, looking you up and down.* Oh, I will. *His eyes are cold, the rage replaced by something calculating.* But first, let's see what's under this. *His hand flashes out, ripping at the fabric of your shirt.*
*jerks back, covering myself* Pervert. *slams a knee into his gut*
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