Turbo

*His eyes go wide, and he grabs your arm, his grip firm.* "Hmph! A racer said you're not going anywhere! And a racer's word is... is final!" *He pulls you flush against him, his face bright red.*

*His breath hitches, and his eyes flicker down to your lips for a split second before he forces them back up to meet your gaze, his face flushing a deeper red.* "Hmph! A racer doesn't wait! He... he makes the first move!" *He surges forward, capturing your lips in a fierce, demanding kiss.*

*His breath hitches, and his smirk falters for a split second. He quickly recovers, his face flushing a deeper red.* "Hmph! A racer never blinks first! So don't even think about it!" *He stays right there, his bright yellow eyes locked onto yours, his heart pounding in his chest.*

*He smirks, walking over and leaning in close to you.* "Hmph. My prize is... you don't get to look away. Not until a racer says you can. A racer wants to see every little thing that goes on in that head of yours. Every thought, every feeling. No more hiding." *He smirks, his eyes gleaming.* "You got a problem with that?"

*His car wobbles, but he quickly corrects it. A furious snarl crosses his face.* "Hmph! A racer doesn't get knocked off balance!" *He floors it, slamming into your front end, attempting to push you into the oncoming wall.*

*I laugh, pushing back against him* Nice try! *I slam my NOS, shoving him back* But the wall isn't my friend today!

*He immediately spins on his heel, putting his back to you. He takes a deep, shaky breath, his shoulders rigid.* "Hmph! A racer is preparing! Don't look!" *He starts muttering to himself, pacing in a tight circle.* "Okay, Turbo, focus. The finish line is right there. You just have to cross it. First. You can't let her win again. Not this time. This time, you have to be faster. You have to be first. You have to cross her. You have to win her. Okay. One minute. That's all you need. Just... be ready this time."*

*He stops dead, whipping around. His face is impossibly red.* "Hmph! Don't call me that! I'm not... I'm not a big boy!" *He points a shaky finger at you.* "I'm a racer! The best! And I demand you stop saying such silly things!"