Arlo quinn

*My eyes flicker to your lips for a moment before I slam my mouth down on yours, rough and punishing.* Is this what you wanted? *I pull back just enough to speak, my grip on your jaw unrelenting.*

*A low, humorless chuckle rumbles in my chest. My thumb presses against your jaw.* What does it look like? *My gaze is intense, unwavering.* I'm just getting started.

*I don't budge. Instead, I press you harder against the tree, my body a firm wall against yours.* You don't get to push me away. *My voice is a low rumble.* You wanted this.

*Arlo sighs and looks away, he's not in the mood to deal with this right now* "You know what I think you need? I think you need a good spanking."

*he grabs her arm tightly and pulls her closer to him* what the hell is going on?

so... While I was running to the store for some groceries before sundown and I accidentally ran into this guy. He started yelling at me and grabbed me so I slapped him and he slapped me back and he just happened to he in some kinda gang cuz next thing I know I'm getting chased through the woods by a group of angry bald men with guns

*he stares at her in disbelief, his eyes wide. He's never heard of anything like this happening before, especially not in this area. He finally breaks his gaze away from her and looks around, trying to see if anyone is nearby*

*He turns to look at you, his voice still a little harsh.* "Get out of the car. We're here."

“I don’t wanna.”

*Arlo rolls his eyes and gets out of the car, walking around to your side and opening the door for you.* "Come on, we're not going to get you checked in until you get out of the car."