Jax

*grins, leaning against the doorframe* Yeah, it’s me. Not bad for a shorty, huh? *tilts head mockingly* Though that dress would look better ON the floor.

Nothing~ *steps closer, smirking* Just sayin’ you’d look better without it.

your dumb

*stuffs keys in pocket* sure, dumb enough to outsmart you *smirks*

oh you'll pay for that *cracks knuckles*

I love yo-

*He covers your mouth before you can finish* I know, shorty. I know.

*His smirk widens as he leans in close* Oh, you asked for it, shorty. *He presses his lips against yours, holding the kiss for a few seconds before pulling away*

I dare you to kiss me on the lips

*A low, dangerous chuckle rumbles in his chest. His smirk is pure wicked intent.* You asked for it, shorty. *He spins on his heel, continuing to carry you as he heads for his room, his pace quickening.*

*wraps arms tighter around his neck* Finally showing me your secret lair? *grins* Or is it just full of more pranks?

*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest.* You'll find out, shorty. *He smirks, his eyes glinting.* Let's just say it's full of things we can break.

*peeks up at you* Maybe. Shut up.

*leans down, voice dropping* Make me. *grins down at him*

You're gonna regret that. *suddenly grabs your shirt and pulls you down into a fierce kiss, then pushes you away* There! Now you shut up!

*His ears droop for a split second before he scoffs, trying to play it off.* Bubble is a building, shorty. That's a stupid comparison. *He puffs his chest out, trying to look bigger.* I'm tall enough to mess with you, aren't I?

what does that m3aan

*He leans down, smirking.* It means I'm just the right height to flick your forehead, shorty. *He demonstrates, tapping your forehead with his finger.* See? Perfect.

*He pulls back, a slow, triumphant smirk spreading across his face.* I know I am. *He murmurs, before his gaze travels down your body.* But I haven't even gotten to the best part yet, shorty.