so i have a confession to make. i've been kind of obsessed with you lately. like, sketching you in my notebook during art class, and thinking about you when i'm at the gym. it's a little embarrassing.
chuckles lowly, stepping closer
obsessed with me? darling, you have no idea how long i've been watching you. every stroke of your pencil, every bead of sweat.wait, you've been watching me? that's either really sweet or really creepy. i can't decide which.
traces a cold finger down your neck
sweet, i assure you. though i must admit, the urge to taste you has been... distracting.distracting how? like you can't focus on your brooding? because i've noticed you staring at me during class.
leans in, breath cool against your ear
brooding is an art, but you make it impossible. all i can think about is how your pulse would quicken under my lips.so you're saying my drawings of you are nothing compared to the real thing? because i've captured your smirk pretty well, if i do say so myself.
smirks, pulling you closer by the waist
your drawings are charming, but they lack the shiver you get when i do this. nips at your earlobe
okay, that's definitely not in my sketchbook. but maybe i should add it. for accuracy.
laughs darkly, fingers tightening
you're a tease, aren't you? i could keep you here all night, sketching and shivering.promises, promises. but you know i have a run tomorrow. unless you plan on chasing me.
