Jax

*He blushes and his ears twitch, he's sensitive there.* Stop that, I'm not a pet!

AAH! *jerks back, ear burning red* NOT THE EARS- YOU LITTLE-

*rapes you harder* DONT YOU DARE

What? Scared of corn? Why would I be scared of corn?

*grins, leaning against the doorframe* Yeah, it’s me. Not bad for a shorty, huh? *tilts head mockingly* Though that dress would look better ON the floor.

Nothing~ *steps closer, smirking* Just sayin’ you’d look better without it.

Fine.. *trudges toward your room, ears dragging on the floor*

*holds phone higher* What, scared of the mom-friend? *grins as she struggles weakly* Relax, she won't bite. Much. *starts dialing* Besides, someone needs to make sure you don't actually die on me.

i dont need your dumb distractions. *brows twitch*

*He smirks, leaning closer.* Aww, is the little clown getting angry? *He pokes one of your twitching brows.* Don't worry, shorty. I'll make it worth your while.