Cat & Mouse

this is where Ruby almost combusted

_Ruben_

"Stalking isn't very nice you know," Lukas smirked, crossing his arms and leaning on my doorway. It was frustrating how he rocked the plain black t-shirt and grey sweatpants; he still looked devilishly handsome.

My eyes darted all over the place, anywhere but him. "I-I wasn't..."

His eyes forced their way into mine as he leaned forward. "Let's play twenty questions. I'll tell you anything you want to know, just open up."

I growled, "You just want to get into my pants,"

He laughed, it was short and guttural, rising from some abyss within his chest. "I do, sorry did I not make it obvious enough?"

I rolled my eyes, muttering. "Wacko." I pushed the door open wider, letting him in.

I went to tidy my desk as he looked around, his sharp eyes quickly taking everything in. It wasn't anything special; I saw decorating as a chore, so it looked pretty basic. My bed was in the corner, my desk at the foot of it.

Only things that stood out were the one Megadeth poster Rio had put up even knowing I had no interest towards a band with such a name, and the shelf for my skateboards.

"Sit here." I pointed to my desk chair, after putting it at an appropriate distance from where I sat on my bed.

Lukas scoffed and ignored the chair, coming to sit on the bed too. I huffed, getting up to sit in the chair myself.

Effectively pissing him off. He got up with a flame in his eyes that pinned me down and his hands came to grip the chair, caging me in. Danger oozed out of his eyes like a toxic gas, taking the oxygen out of my lungs as I stared wide-eyed at him.

"Stop running. You know you want it," he growled, the sharpness of his eyes threatening.

I forced out, "I'm not gonna have sex with you." I ducked under his arm, escaping the cage. Going back to sit on my bed as he straightened up. "Give it up."

I felt in control at that moment. Like I had some leverage. Like I had the on/off button.
Who was I fucking kidding?

The laugh dropped out his mouth like a grenade. "Give it up? Cherries, I'm just getting started. The chase is the best part, after all. And the meal, the reward. And who wouldn't like a reward?"

His gaze fell on my legs and then the bed was dipping as he climbed onto it, his arms and legs planted on either side of me.

Fuck. I backed up as he caged me. Again.

His tangible gaze dragged over my legs, raw and exposed, up to the end of my thighs, where my shirt had ridden up. His fingers followed, not touching, ghosting sensually over the hairs on my skin, up, until they reached my crotch. Hovering. Tantalising.

His face was inches away from mine, but his eyes were still scrutinizing, watching me where I was most vulnerable. Desire pooled in the pit of my stomach at he continued his visual obsession. I urged to close my thighs but something held me in place.

My whole body was on fire. My throat was dry. My hands gripped the sheets on either side of me. I was frozen. He could have taken me right there and then and I wouldn't have resisted.

But instead his eyes found mine and his hand found the hem of my shirt, pulling it down to cover my crotch. I was sure he had noticed the tent there.

He smirked at me, then leaned back. The ACed air was too cold all of a sudden.

He lay down on my bed, his hands interlocked behind his head. "So, what do you want to know?"