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 pea-serpentâ:
âIâm trying to make up for all that time I could have been doing it but was a dumbass instead. So either I keep flirting with you or I go back to being that dumbass. It would be hard as hell since now that I know I can flirt with you I donât think I can stop now. So once again you beat me.â Only this time he wasnât going to be stubborn about losing to her, he loved flirting with her now. He didnât know why she kept up with this whole fresh pie when he came home thing but it was nothing he was into. âYou could do that⊠or just stick to chasing Fangs and I around and do bad ass stuff as always. I wonât turn down to you telling me Iâm big and strong though. Rolling his eyes playfully he coughed out a laugh. âYou are trying to make even my compliments sound bad. How about this, babygirl. You are also good for patching me up when I need it.â Sweet pea tried to lift himself but could only get a few inches closer before the pain hit on his ribs.
âDonât forget it, babe. Cause itâs not something Iâm going to get over that easy.â As nice as it was being so close to her he found it just a bit harder to enjoy with the harsh bruises. Oh he had a few ghoulies that he wanted to match his pain with but that would have to wait. âYouâre the worst. I swear. I always thought the girlfriend was supposed to be on the boyfriends side. Or hope that he didnât get hurt.â Fangs and him would always have their goes, one winning over the other and claiming king of the rock. It was probably why they stayed close, no matter what they never held their loses over each other, just laughed it off and tried harder the next time. And Toni was always around to egg them on, making them the perfect group of friends. âWould you have been pissed if I already was turned on?â He asked with a laugh, trying to move with her to get his clothes off. He was in pain but he wouldnât be useless.
âDonât think youâll ever stop being a dumbass when it comes to me, dating or not, but itâs cute that youâre trying,â Toni teased, pinching his cheeks a bit. âIâm sure you could stop if you tried. How in the hell am I gonna make any good tips if youâre at the end of the bar steady trying to get my number knowing good and well itâs in your phone?â She didnât mind it though as much as she teased. Although she knew Sweetpea needed her from time and time again, it was nice to be wanted; and yes that went against a lot of the feminist ideals she believed in, but just having someone want her in both a sexual and romantic way was a lot for Toniâit was everything. âDoes that mean I can still trip you with Fangsâ lucky pool stick? Because I think we all know if I try and use my foot thatâs a no win for anyone. Yeah yeah, I bet youâd love for me to stroke your ego some more, but only because youâre hurt... Sweetpea is the biggest and strongest Serpent there is,â Toni giggled knowing she was only inflating his head more. âI love the way you say babygirl sometimes,â she smiled, shaking her head.Â
âMe? The worst? I could name three people including you that are higher,â Toni joked. âThe girlfriend is supposed to be. However, weâre not some sappy couple from a 80s movie where Iâm some pink skirted cheerleader checkinâ for some leathered delinquent with a motorcycle. Wait.. actually we kind of are,â she spoke, laughing towards the end at her realization. She rolled her eyes as she moved to his top half and slowly removed his shirt. âI think Iâd be more pissed if it didnât turn you on.â Toni did her best to get it over without moving him too much, but as she removed the shirt she only saw how many bandages and wrap she had put on and how badly he was truly hurt. âIâm gonna sleep on the couch tonight so we donât have to worry about me rolling over and hurting you.â
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Sweet pea really couldnât deny it. He was a stubborn boy, one quality that was either good or bad depending on the situation he was in. With Toni, it just usually meant losing against a bickering war or the choice between cheese on the fries at pops or not; there would always be cheese on the fries, Toni made sure of that. âYeah, I know. But still you are and there isnât any denying it.â He smirked. âWhat can I say, I see the most beautiful girl around I got to take my shot with her, Even when I know I already have her to myself.â Again she went on about being some type of at home girl. Almost describing the perfect Northsider and it made him want to gag. âPlease, youâre not some airhead housewife. You kick ass then come home and have great sex with me.â If one thing was for sure, Sweet pea never wanted a girl like Toni described. He only wanted Toni and all the toughness she carried with her.
âIs that a question that you are actually asking?â His hand felt for hers that was was on his cheek, he took in the warmth and wanted to hold it there forever. âI want those lips everywhere.â He said back to her, noticing the smirk on Toniâs face. He knew she was distracting him and as it was working he was not going to complain. âYou keep bringing up this time iâm going to lose to him. Iâm starting to think you really want it to happen.â As much as Sweets would never admit it, the one person heâd ever be okay with losing to would be Fangs. âBesides, if I did lose to him that would mean youâd be here to make it better.â His eyes fell and he shook his head. âYou can say that all you want. But I need you to know how much I appreciate it. Everything you do.â
âYou literally flirt with me more now than when you were trying to get with me,â Toni spoke, rolling her eyes playfully. âWhere was this energy a few months agoâ?â It was only teasing, but she was glad that she could help Sweetpea focus on something other than his pain. He always masked when he was hurt or any emotion other than anger. Toniâs face was obviously cringing just thinking of the idea of playing second fiddle to some guy. Sheâd probably punch anyone for even suggesting something like that, not probablyââshe would, but playing along she kept it going just to keep hearing Sweetpea compliment her. âOh come on, itâll be so much fun. I could spend the entirety of my day curling my hair and reading books upside down while all the big strong Serpents go and save the day,â Toni spoke in a singsong manner. âThatâs all Iâm here for? To punch a couple of Ghoulie girls and make you cum?â
She smiled back at him once their hands connected, âSometimes I forget how much you like kissing me.â Toni rested her forehead against his, giving him a once over before standing up. âI bring it up because Iâm speaking it into existence. Gotta tell God my wishes. No one said Iâd be there to make it better. Iâm more-so there to laugh and crush your ego even more,â she giggled. âI know you appreciate me. So stop thanking me and just get me cheese fries instead.â Slowly, Toni tried taking off both of his shoes and moving to unbuckle his jeans. âDonât get turned on, youâre going to bed,â Toni quickly commented before the boy could get anything out.Â
itsfangsfogartyâ:
As he received the text message, Reggie practically sprinted towards the stairs to grab his car keys. His parents wouldnât be very happy if they found that he left so late at night. However, he wasnât going to let them affect him tonight. Reggie Mantle was on his way to get lucky tonight, and he was going to let anybody stop him. Rushingly he sent a quick reply to his phone as he ran to his car, putting the location into his gps on his phone. Reggie: Be there in 10. Reggie: And Topaz prepare for the best night of your life đ As he made his way to the location, Reggie grew somewhat suspicious of the location but put it in the back of his mind as he figured that this was just part of the Southside. Plus, he figured the best part was the fact that Reggie wouldnât have to associate with the girl very long since it was a one night stand. Wouldnât this at least score him tags with the bulldogs hooking up with some Southsider too?Â
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Fangs nodded as Sweet Pea asked if heâd be alright without the crutches. Heâd been doing his PT and could go for a day or so without them once and a while, so he knew heâd be fine for a couple hours. âYeah Iâm good, Iâd rather hit him in with my firsts than these sticks.â He nodded and headed out of the trailer behind Toni. âYeah, grab the keys.â He called back as he hopped in the car. âMan the dude thinks heâs gonna bang you in a lighthouse? Heâs really that stupid.â He said to Toni with a laugh while they waited for Sweets to get in, putting on his hoodie as they drove.Â
Once they got there he looked around and pointed out a spot. âIâll get some dead branches and start the fire.â He patted his pockets and swore under his breath. âUh, tell me you brought your lighter..â He asked @pea-serpent· as he realized he didnât have his with him.Â
Toni just rolled her eyes towards @pea-serpentâ, not even acknowledging that he was speaking to her. If he was gonna find some way to have an attitude with her, Toni would do it better. She walked straight out the trailer and to the car, sitting in the front passenger seat, eyes glued onto her own phone. âReggieâs an idiot. What did you expect? I could have told him to meet me at a Burger King and he probably still would have came running,â Toni replied to Fangs with a slight laugh.Â
Once they had arrived, Toni scooped out the area trying to find a good place for her to hide and get everything on camera. âLeave it to Fogarty to forget the one thing he was in charge of.â Toni only hoped that Reggie would arrive quickly so she didnât have to pretend any longer to care about the Bulldog.
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âWell I wonât hold my breath for that day to come, but if it does, I promise to keep calling you short. I know how much you love it. See weâre a good pairing, youâve got the brains to guide our dangerous plans. Oh boy, Sweet Pea and Kevin are going to be tossing snide remarks the whole time, maybe if we lock them in a room during the movie theyâll learn to get along. Or Sweets will kill him.â
âCan you have a little faith in me please? I could find like some magic bean stock or drink whatever the hell Sweets has been chugging on all his life and use you as a an arm rest. Someoneâs gotta have the brains around here. Theyâre just gonna have to learn to get along, though I wouldnât totally mind watching Kevin attempting to one up Sweetpea. You really trust Sweets not to kill him? Youâre brave.â
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âYou just denying being stubborn is proof that you are being stubborn.â He stated with a chuckle. âTake it from someone who is the most stubborn person. I know it when I see it, princess.â The more he hurt the more he would put it aside remembering more and more just how much pain heâd inflict on any Ghoulie he got the chance. âWell, I got to say, angry is a damn sexy look on you.â He sat up slightly and shook his head. âLook you know I donât want you stuck here like that. Iâm just saying save the energy for the big war, the one Jughead has cooking up. Show them then how badly you are able to hold a knife, take them out, and still look good doing it.â He said. The last thing he wanted was some soft version of Toni like she described.
It was all facts, he was hurting bad. He was too hard-headed to let it show but that didnât get past Toni. He should have known better. âIt only hurts a little, it looks like you might have to kiss a few of these bruises more to really get them better.â He hated that she pulled away. âIt hurts more not kissing you, though.â His hand when to her chin to hold her there and not pull away. âIâll risk the pain for your lips.â Before he leaned in to get another kiss he looked at her. âThank you for coming and getting me.â
Toni rolled her eyes playfully, âItâs like the pot calling the kettle black.â She knew they both could be pretty stubborn, which only made their disagreements last longer, but this might have to be the one time Toni budgedââif only for Sweetpeaâs sake. She needed him worried about getting better and not what impulsive decisions were swarming through Toniâs head. âEven in pain you still find the energy to flirt with me. You are relentless, Pea,â she teased. âI can be some doddy (spell check) housewife who cooks and cleans and waits for you to come home. Sounds like the proper placement for a female.â Even the idea of sitting at home while the action was happening struck a nerve with Toni. That was never who she was. âYou and Jughead love to just make me wait. Maybe I donât want to wait anymore.â
She caressed his cheek softly, knowing the closeness would keep Sweetpeaâs mind off any pain he was feeling. âBaby, youâve got bruises all over. You sure you want me to kiss you all over?â Toni spoke, a smirk crossing her face. âYou can kiss me all you want, but when youâre laying straight. Iâm not gonna be the reason you finally lose a fight to Fangs and then Iâm to blame for hurting your back.â Their faces were only inches from each other as they pulled away from the second kiss. âYou know Iâd come running if you needed me. You donât have to thank me.â
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âWhatâs it feel like coming down?â, Reggie stated, repeating her questioning mainly to himself before giving it deep thought., âWell, itâs like my entire body is being ripped in two. Itâs not a pleasant feeling, or maybe it feels like youâre being held under water by somebody after freely swimming around. The mood swings are the worst.â The truth behind many of Reggieâs violent tendencies could be blame on his jingle jangle withdrawals.
 âThe only reason my parents know is because they caught me trying to take it.â, he replies vaguely, growing rather uncomfortable around the subject. There was no denying that Reggie adored his younger sister with all his heart, but the image of having her know the truth is what was driving him mad. He couldnât stand to see the look of disappoint on her face. âItâs not as cracked up as itâs to be.â, He mumbled, looking away from her.
Toni could only nod, listening as Reggie spoke. She had seen people attempting to come down and usually just jumping back to more to avoid the crash, but sheâs only seen alcohol crashes, never one for jingle jangle. It was strange to see Reggie looking so vulnerable. This wasnât something she was used to seeing from him and a part of her actually bad for him; something sheâd never thought sheâd feel towards the Bulldog. âHow bad do the mood swings get?â
She moved her chair closer, not wanting too many ears to be on their conversation. Toni could see that he was trying not to be sheltered so she figured itâd be better to not have too many people looking their way. âIâm sorry,â she said in a low tone. âThe way my friends treat you... It probably isnât helping.â
nobody likes the âbad boysâ who insult and degrade their partners while wearing pastel polos with popped collars, people like REAL bad boys who wear leather jackets and take a lot of care in how they shape their pompadour and carry around stiletto switchblades and care about their communities and ride a motorcycle and rebel against the government and says stuff like âNOBODY insults my galâ and gets in fistfights with dudes who catcall their girlfriends. THOSE bad boys are the guys everyone wants.
pea-serpentâ:
As much as he loved seeing that spark of anger in her maybe it was the exhaustion from pain that was seeing clearly enough to try and calm her.  âIâll say what I want, Iâm the hurt one here.â He said. âDonât play stubborn with me, I know better than anyone that look in your eyes itâs the same as mine and you wear it damn well but dont make me hold you down to keep you from arming up for battle.â What a twist of tables, usually it was him being talked out of war. âIâll tell Fangs, I promise. Youâll get your chance to rought out with the Ghoulies soon, babe.âÂ
He gave her a bitter look and rose his brow. Obviously he was offended. âYou take that back. I have amazing hair.â His body made small flinches as he tired his best to deal with her cleaning him or the small points of pressure sheâd have to apply to certain areas. The alcohol was the only real time he let the pain show, squirming as it seeped into the cuts and burned like no other. The only time he allowed the pain was when he pressed closer into the kiss she gave, he never cared how badly he hurt if it meant touching her. âYou are punishing me for getting hurt now? This time it wasnât even my fault.â He whined making the mistake of pulling her into his side out of instinct, it made him jump but he only forced himself to hide it. âDonât you ever do me that bad to take away the chance to kiss you.âÂ
âIâm not being stubborn,â Toni replied stubbornly. Looking over his bruises was only string Toni up more and more as she saw the pain that was crossing over him. She was going to make them pay whether Sweetpea wanted her to do something about it or not. âThereâs no look. This is my face,â Toni added, trying to make light of what was going on. âIâm not going to do anything, okay? Iâll be a good little princess and stay here and tend the house and pretend like Iâm not in a gang and like I donât have a pretty little knife for their pretty little faces,â Toni spoke sarcastically.
She ran her hand through Sweetpeaâs hair softly, a small smile crossing her face. âYour hair is amazing, baby,â she rolled her eyes laughing. Toni could tell that Sweetpea was trying to be strong with her, but there wasnât anything she could do to make him show what was really going on. âSweets. I canât see whatâs hurting you if you keep trying to act if everythingâs okay,â she spoke in a singsong manner. She tried her best not to lean into him as they kissed, but Toni slightly moved into him quickly backing away not to put too much force on him. âDonât kiss me if itâs gonna hurt you,â she spoke, slapping his leg gently.
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Sweet pea had a hard time focusing. His pain was coming in hot waves but there was a look on Toniâs face he couldnât ignore. Anger and protection; Sweet pea wore that look like a fresh set of clothes. His hand reached for hers and he brushed his thumb against her skin. âPrincess.â He said shaking his head as if he read her all too well. âDonât. I know that look all too well. The trash will get what is coming to them, alright?â Of course, he wanted to go out and finish them all off one by one. But that was Sweet peaâs main thought on a regular. âI donât know, I might have recognized a few of them. Some of Malachiâs lackeys.â
 The ice sent a chill down his spine but he was used to this pain by now, even Toni said it as he laughed at the ironically true statement. âMight as well just consider it my look from now on. Great hair, dog tags, and a black eye.â He said trying to smirk but the swelling only pressed his lip. He knew no show was going to really stop the sting but the first thing that was on tv was some old re-runs of Criminal Minds, ones heâd seen before. âMake it quick, babe. I hate this part.â He said already clenching his jaw waiting for the pain to bit at him. âToo bad those fucking alcohol wipes donât do anything for a bruised rib. How the hell am I going to bend down to kiss you now?â He asked always trying to lighten the mood by bringing up something to do with him kissing her.Â
Toniâs eyes dropped to Sweetpeaâs hands within hers. There were little red crescent marks in her palms, but Sweetpeaâs thumb kept covering it every now and then with the soft brush of his thumb. âDonât Princess me,â her voice trailed, finally looking up to him. She was never good at hiding her anger. âI donât know what look youâre talking about,â Toni shrugged, not letting the anger come out too much. She knew Sweetpea was going to try and force her to calm down and not react as impulsively as she was feeling. âWhen Fangs comes by, youâre gonna tell him everything you remember,â Toni instructed more than asking.Â
âWouldnât go as far as the great hair, but the dog tags are definitely a look,â Toni grinned, but her smile only lasting for a moment before focusing back on his injuries. She lifted the ice only for a second to make sure it was placed correctly, then back down. âYou must not know me if you think Iâm not gonna make this part hurt,â she spoke, beginning to wipe the cold liquid on his face. Toni tried pressing lightly, but she knew there wasnât much she could do to make it hurt less on his face. Sweetpea would just have to suck it up. âI might be able to wrap that up tight enough to hold you in, but Iâll play nice and step up on something to reach you,â she grinned, scooting closer to kiss his lips gently. âOr I can just torture you for not having your blade ready to defend yourself with no kisses.â
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Sweet pea was trying his best to stay focused and just push back as much of his anger as he could. He didnât have to think about it as much when Toni was right there. He wanted her there, more than he wanted to be angry which was saying something. âIâm not going to be changing. But I canât slip into the things my dad would do.â He thought about his mother and how sheâd constantly look away from Sweet pea enough because he was too much like his dad, if he got worse what would that do? âI donât want to stop being me but there are things I know make me bad. Make me worse and I never had a reason to stop it. But you are here now, I might not stop it but I can control it. Hopefully. Knowing meâŠit might not be that much of a change.â It was no unknown knowledge that Sweet peaâs control on things was thin and this is where his choice to work on it would be one thing that is time consuming. In the end there wasnât much he could do about it, Sweet pea was always going to be that hot head he was known to be. âOf course he was. Sweet Heat is a fucking drunk asshole. I wouldnât doubt he lives in the back at this point. He lost his Serpent skin when he was taken away but heâs always going to be a drunk.â His eyes lowered and he nodded. âHe said he came back for me. But that is the thing, I canât look at him without seeing the things heâs done. He canât do a fucking thing to change how much he ruined me.â Toni was right as always, FP had taken on a more father like role to Sweet Pea. It was always him he stayed loyal to and he still did no matter how much Sweet pea rode the manâs back now that he was retired. âFP is the guy I would have wanted to be my father. And youâre right, I donât need to give my dad a chance. He doesnât even deserve the time he thinks he can put in to change. From what I know about him⊠heâs always been a dead beat.â Sweets could feel that dtunk mind of his quickly wrap right into those words that Toni distracted him with. It wasnât hard to get Sweet pea to pay attention to only her and when she was being so forward there was no doubt that he was easily being tempted by his quick lust. Grinning at her with his hands finging their place on her hips. âI only smile like that cause you are just so damn good to look at, babygirl.â He could tell just where she was going and his hand slide in his pocket taking the knife and flipping the blade out quickly shooting her a mischievous grin. A foggy mind was no match to Toni when she started to turn Sweet Pea on; not that it was that hard. âTell me, babygirl, what do you want me to do with this little knife here?â His hand grabbed the loop of her pants and he pulled her against him feeling her weight against him below his waist.Â
"You care too much to become your father or slip into any of his habits. The way you love Fangs and protect me, your father would never be capable of that. He would be lucky to be the kind of man that you are,â Toni spoke reassuringly. She wished that Sweetpea was able to have a father figure to look up to. He fell so easily into the thug boy mentality that maybe if his dad was better, Sweetpea could be better too, but it wasnât something she wanted to get into todayâânot right now. Toni could could only nod, listening as Sweetpea spoke. It was her job to be there for him and make sure he didnât feel so alone, not to instantly jump and try to solve his problems. The more Sweetpea was talking about her father, the more it was only reminding her of the guy she met at the bar. The drop of Sweetheat made everything click right away. The creep from the bar was Sweetpeaâs father. âHis name isnât Pearce, right? I.. I think I served him a few nights ago,â she asked softly. Toni figured he would figure it out at some point. She had to be the one to tel him. âWe can try hang out by the pool tables whenever weâre at the Wyrm. We donât have to worry about your dad, okay? We can still have fun and ignore him,â she added. Toni moved up to him, kissing under his eye and then to his lips. She remembered far too many days seeing Sweetpea at school with a busted lip or a blackened eye. Even as a little girl, she kissed his bruises just the same as she did now. âYouâve got FP, Pea. Sweetheat doesnât matter. Youâve got a much better family than heâs been able to ever give you. Weâll protect you,â she replied. Sweetpea wasnât always given the easiest show in life, but if Toni could do anything about it sheâd make sure it didnât feel as hard for him. Thatâs what sheâs usually been within their friendship: he was her protector and she was the mother figure. They took care of each other in more ways than one. Toni couldnât hide the smirk covering her face once Sweetpeaâs attention turned straight to her. If thereâs one thing she knew anything, Toni knew how to distract Sweetpea. Her eyes became glued onto the knife, looking over the bright silver lining on the blade. Toniâs body rocked against his, her hands slowly making their way to her tank top and playing with the straps. âPretty knife youâve got there... Iâd love to know how it felt against my skin,â she smirked.Â
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It was that look that Sweet Pea knew. Usually it was directed at him when he had done something that Toni didnât like but luckily she was angry at the Ghoulies. âThatâs all they are. I always say it.â He said as he never thought the group had any sense of moral or code. Slowly all of the adrenaline was starting to wear off and his body was tensing due to the pain casing him to groan at the tender places around his ribs.Â
The couch had been hell of a lot more comfortable than trying to lay his large body int he back of a car and drive around. âI didnât loose. Iâm still breathing, princess⊠just wait. Iâll finish what they started.â He said already wanting to get back at them for the weak shot they took at him. Sweet pea would never fight a man when he wasnât expecting it. Sweet pea was a fair fight and no coward. âJust walking around⊠I had finished my late shift at the shop. I canât always walk around with a posse.â He leaned his head back on the cushion and tried to ignore the pain as much as he could. âItâs really not so bad.â He said.Â
She hadnât noticed how roughly her hands were clenched until Toni could feel the imprint of her nails digging into her skin. Toni hated seeing any serpents hurt, but Sweetpea and Fangs were a whole different ball game. If you hurt one of them, there would be hell to pay. âDid you hear their voices or see any marks on them you remember?â Toni wanted to make sure she had a mental note to be able to describe them to Fangs. The Ghoulies werenât going to get away with this. Not if Toni had anything to do with it.Â
Birdie dropped an ice pack by the younger serpents before heading out the door. Toni placed it under his eyes, âI donât think Iâve ever seen you without a black eye.â She smiled softly, going through the first aid kit to properly treat him. At least taking care of Sweetpea distracted her from her anger for now. She handed him the remote,â Come on, find some action thing to distract you. Iâve gotta use the alcohol wipes.â
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âEh, I think youâre the baby, you closer to the size. And I think Iâll listen to six foot tall you as much as Iâd listen to you now. You aggressively suggest, but sure. Oh come on, Iâm smarter than that, do you doubt me? Donât actually answer that. And weâll have to work out our seating arrangements, Maybe we can kick Sweets to the floor and he wonât be able to scare you as much. And I assume so, if itâs an issue weâll encounter it at some point, if not, why push it?â
"One day Iâm gonna hit my growth spirt and youâre not gonna have any jokes to use against me anymore! Itâs fine. Iâve got enough brains to outsmart your height any day. Are you sure you want me to answer that? Thatâs what I thought... We can just send Pea on snack runs and that way we wonât have to worry about him. It can be you and I on a date and then Sweetpea and Kevin can hang out together.â
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ââHow could I ever forget that dance of yoursâ It was one of the hottest things Iâve seen? This is technically a punishment..ââ He trails off, biting his bottom lip as he stares at herâ his hands moving to slide up and down her legs. ââI actually wouldnât.. mind that. Teachers assistant? Itâd be a hot title for ya, hm?ââ He murmurs, leaning in to barely graze his lips against hers.Â
ââMy dance wasnât that impressive. I just danced. Didnât so anything to catch your eye,â she spoke, giving Mr. Wolfe a slight smile. âNot trying to be your hot assistant, just wanting to helpâ Toni countered. Her eyes scanned the doors, seeing no one in sight than back to Mr. Wolfe. She couldnât hide the smile that crossed her face as he looked her over. âYou wouldnât mind having me here alone? I can just sit at your desk and you can see how cuteI looked I lookedâ she teased, her lips pressing against his softly. âItâs so cute you trying not to kiosk me.â Toni smirked, leaning her rms back and looking Jaxon over. âYou know youâre pretty hot when youâre not yelling at me.â