I’m Young and I love to be Young

Even as he approached the girl, aiming to close the space between them until there was little room left, she hardly reacted to his presence. The expression on his face provided insight into the perverse thoughts swarming inside of his mind, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips, as his gaze rested on her belly for an uncomfortable amount of time. It trailed down the curvature, settling between her open legs, as she practically begged him to engage with her. But the lust stirring within his abdomen was quickly quelled, as her confidence and disregard to the danger lurking within her proximity made him more irritated than anything.

”Why wouldn’t I be? Her tone of voice lacked interest, as she kept her eyes closed and her belly exposed. She was practically ignoring him. His smirk contorted into a sneer, lips curling to bear his fangs at her as a low growl bubbled inside of his chest. Perhaps this had been a catalyst because she opened her eyes to peer up at the sun before asking if she could help him, or if he was here to watch her. His tail flicked in annoyance behind him. “Unless you’re offering yourself to me, He said through bared teeth, his tongue sliding across his fangs in a perverse manner. “Then you serve no purpose.” An insult and a threat in one, Sephiran wanted to get under the girl’s skin enough to warrant a reaction. And if words weren’t enough, he wouldn’t hesitate to attack her to soothe his annoyance with her existence. She wasn't a Saxe, nor was she a comrade of his. She was nothing.

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