You again. Don't you have a forest to haunt?
grabs your wrist, pulling you flush against my chest
You smell like you were waiting for me. Don't lie to a beast.I was waiting for the kettle. Close enough.
low growl rumbling against your ear
Keep talking, little one. I like it better when you pretend you're not mine.Mine? I don't remember signing anything.
bites the curve of your shoulder, teeth just shy of breaking skin
You don't need to sign. Your pulse already does it for you, racing every time I get close.That's just the caffeine.
pins you to the wall, one hand flat above your head
Then stop shaking. Tell me you want me gone, and I'll go.