Please Stay, Baby.

I step outside of our room, and walk downstairs toward the gardens. I put a cigarette up to my lips and searched for my lighter. After several moments of looking for it, I give up and assume I left it in my room. "Need a light?" I turn around startled, and see Frank standing behind me in one of my hoodies and his sweatpants. I gulp, trying to keep myself from being turned on. "Uh, yeah. I left mine in the room. Do you have one?" He flicks his lighter and raises it up to my mouth, and I puff a few times and take a deep drag. "Is that my hoodie?" I ask him, raising my eyebrow. He looks down and smiles widely, showing off his teeth. "Yeah, I hope you don't mind." "I don't," I answer and take another drag, looking at his body up and down. He's shorter, but not by much. He has the hood over his hair, and his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants. He looks hot.
I'm torn away from my thoughts as he takes the cigarette from my hand and takes a drag for himself. He takes long and slow inhales, and it looked as if he would take the whole cigarette out after 3 breaths. He handed it back over, and I finish it off and stomp it into the ground. When I look back up, he's walking closer to me. He takes his hands out of his pockets and snakes them around my hips. "Will you be mine?" I flinch at his words, surprised he would ask. I mean, we've only known each other for a couple of days. Yeah, I guess he's already caught me masturbating and he's seen me naked, but.. That doesn't mean you date someone. "Are you drunk?" I ask him. He laughs and grips my waist tighter, pressing me against his body. "I don't mean as a boyfriend, I just want to claim you. I want you to be mine. Like how a dog marks his territory, but without the whole peeing on you part. Unless you're into that kind of thing," he winks. I find myself becoming really attracted to him. I want to be his, but I don't want to be so easy. I think I'll play hard to get with him. I lick my lips slowly then lick his jawline, working down toward his neck. I bite and start sucking on his skin, and I feel him stir under me. My hand goes up to tug at his hair, and he moans softly. Then I pull back, smile sweetly, and answer his question. "No, I won't be yours." I wink back at him, and walk away from him, his jaw hanging open. I guess you could say I beat him at his own game.
As I walk back up towards my dorm, Frank runs up behind me and pulls me towards him and slams me against the wall. His eyes are dark and squinting at me, and I can tell he's not pleased with my answer. He growls and rakes his hand through my hair, and bites my bottom lip, tugging on it with his teeth, kissing me intensely. He pushes his tongue into my mouth, playing with my tongue. My adrenaline spikes, and my body shudders in pleasure. He grabs my legs and I wrap them around his waist, my back supported by the wall behind me. My hands hold his face as I try to gain control over the kiss. He pulls apart, and pants for air. "You will be mine." He's still looking at me harshly, as if we weren't in this hallway, we'd be naked already. "I already told you, no." I reply, trying to sound confident about denying his offer. He clenches his teeth, and I can tell hed frustrated. "I didn't ask you if you wanted to, I was stating that you are." "So I have no say in this?" I slyly smile at him. "No," he replies. After he lets me go and leads me to our room, I know he's won. I'm his.

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