He’ll need training.

She’s brought out of thoughts as he lets out a hoarse grunt and her hand becomes slick with his release. He shivers and twitches in front of her as she continues to move at a slower pace against him as he continues to seek pleasure in her touch before taking her hand out. She brings the palm of her hand and licks it clean, still never breaking eye contact. She smirks at his tired expression while clasping his pants shut again before re-doing his belt. She lays a light kiss on his lips before nipping his lower lip a bit.

“Good boy.” She praises.

He blushes before whispering to himself, “I can’t believe we just did that.”

“Well get used to it because I’m going to do things like that whenever I want, Levi. I meant what I said when I said I wanted you to be mine.”

“What does that even mean?” he asks with a frown.

She shrugs caressing his chin with her thumb, “It means you belong to me.”

“Like a girlfriend boyfriend kind of thing?”

She smiles a little, “If you’d prefer.”

“Uh…sure?”

“Okay, then. You’re my boyfriend now.”

He looks up at her with surprise, “Really?”

“Yes.” She confirms slowly, “You said you wanted that.”

“I do!”

“Then don’t question it. Now I want to go to your house.”

He frowns at his recently acquired girlfriend, “Why?”

“Because I want to.”

She doesn’t give him time to respond before grabbing his hand and pulling him back the way they came. She’s looking straight ahead when suddenly she feels Levi being pulled away from her grasp. She turns to see two boys, the ones from a few days ago in the locker room, pulling her prey back towards the back of the building. Rage shoots through her veins.

No one touches what belongs to her.

Walking the same direction as them she clenches her fists while her mind buzzes in excitement at getting the chance for some destruction. Oh she’s going to make them bleed if they even lay a hand on her boy. Turning the corner she sees one boy, a meaty blonde, grabbing her Levi by the throat while spitting threats in his face.

“You fucking freak! You couldn’t just kill your dad? You had to kill my best friend? You’ll pay for this and we’ll see how tough you are then, huh?”

He rears back a fist and slams into her Levi’s face.

She sees red in this moment.

Opening her switchblade that she’s had hidden in her sweatshirt pocket she goes up behind the other boy, a brown haired guy with nice evenly tanned skin and puts the cool blade’s steel against the flesh of his throat. Kicking the back of his knees so he goes down without a problem he now kneels at the height of her breasts. Knowing he’s trapped he tenses against her body and she smirks at the fear practically rolling off him in waves before whistling to get the hulking blonde’s attention.

It does and he lets go of Levi to stare at her with disbelief.

“You!” he snarls.

She grins at the blonde boy, “Me, indeed.”

“Let Ricky go now bitch before you make me hit a girl.” He threatens.

She can’t hide the amusement from her face, “Do you promise to hit me hard?”

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