hey sweetie you know who it is :33
i was just thinking of something... maybe set in a modern au? perhaps a roommate or best friends scenario >_< this is VERY suggestive
imagine sharing a couch with Enjin and watching a movie together... just an innocent, comfortable hangout. but you're wearing shorts that leave little to the imagination, and you have your thighs on display for him, settling your legs over his lap while he strokes your calves and ankles.
he's using that red shirt that shows off just how broad his shoulders are, letting you catch a glimpse of those tattoos that probably roam his entire body. gosh, if only you could see for yourself... he always wears so many layers around you.
you just washed your hair, smelling like fresh orchids and lavender. it's driving him crazy. he doesn't realize how his hands start subconsciously creeping up to your knees.
reader is a huuuuge tease, so you beg him in that sweet, soft voice to stay the night and call out of work tomorrow. he's adamant to his friend's (painfully tantalizing) requests, saying he should probably get going, but his fingers are still splayed over your legs and the heat of his palms burn into your skin.
you could make a much more... direct move on enjin, but you decide to taunt him, inching one of your feet up his thighs until you reach his crotch, rubbing the heel of your foot where he's aching for you. he lets out a hiss, asks you what the hell you're doing, but he doesn't tell you to stop; he lets his thighs fall further apart.
and when you finally pull your leg back, enjin grabs your ankle and drags you to lay flat on your back. he settles over you, returning the little favor by cupping your heat through your shorts. and all you can do now that you're under him is grind against his hand.
oh loooord. the things I would do to make this man BREAK and BEG if I was in this particular situation LOOL. good god thisss scenario...we loveee a good teasing reader! 😩😏🫦👀
and he just looks at you, dauntingly, still trying to figure out whether he should humor in to your little sneaky tactics. the very ones that he could hardly refrain from indulging into. and the moment he feels your warm heat press, grind and mold into his cupping palm, he is fighting (struggling so hard lol) the gnawing, vigorous urge to rip those flimsy little shorts from your body and take what he wanted. and from then on, things quickly escalate after a few more teasing grinding and fleeing touches of wandering fingertips and hungry, animistic gazes.
