10 A TEASE

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I wanted to attack when someone overtook me. It was Millie. She stabbed Striker in the back several times in a row. She jumped on his back and wanted to end him, but Striker squeezed her against the wall with all his might. She dropped from his back and fell next to Moxxie.

Striker looked at me and started walking towards me. I still had the knife in my hands but he removed it from my hands and pushed me to the ground so that I hit my head. "You better stay here doll, or you'll be punished even worse." He was mad i can tell because of the sound of his voice.

Striker grabbed Moxxie and Millie by their heads and dragged them out of the room and locked the door behind him. I was still lying on the floor as I couldn’t get up because i hit my head really hard.

~time skip~

I was trying to escape the room and tried to open the door somehow. I took a chair and tried to throw it at the door. But when I wanted to do that the door suddenly opened up. "Ohh trying to escape I see." Striker slammed the door and locked it behind him.

I dropped the chair from my hands and moved away from him. "Don't you dear fucking touch me!" I said and he was still walking towards me. He didn't even say a word. I couldn't go anywhere anymore because the table was in my way.

Striker was in front of me now and put his hands on each side of the table so I couldn’t go anywhere. We looked each other straight in the eyes. "Why did you do that before?" he looked at me with a serious look. "You were trying to kill my friends you fucking bastard and you have a weapon that can kill demon royalty! Why do you even have this in a first place?!" I raised my voice. "This isn't none of your fucking business sweetie." He smirked. Out of rage, I couldn’t hold back and i wanted to punch him in his stupid face but he caught my hand before I could do anything. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Striker looked me up and down with his yellow eyes.

"Go fuck yourself, i can't believe myself i ever kissed you on your ugly face." I said to him and glared. "But you liked it, didn't you~." I tried to hide my blush so it wouldn't be obvious. "In your dreams fucko!" I said and Striker wiggled his eyebrows and chuckled.

"Dude what do you want frome me." I said in a annoyance. He picked me up and putted me on the table. He came between my legs and grabbed my thighs roughly. "I want to finish what we started earlier~." I blushed at this. He looked at me for a few seconds and let go of me and stepped away "But i guess you didn't like it." Was he serious?! I've had enough of this. He teased me with this bullshit so many times. Now it's my turn to play with him a little.

I grabbed Striker by his bandana and pulled him closer to me. "You are not going anywhere!" I said. I could see in his eyes that he was surprised by my actions. "Maybe i didn't like it but I can give you a chance to show me better~." I said in a soft tone and winked. I saw him blush too and then he smirked and grabbed me by the hips and i putted my hands on his shoulders. "As you wish pretty, but don't expect me to be gentle~." I bit my lower lip and said "don't worry, i like it rough~."

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Sweet dreams everyone ;)

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