closed starter for @mcnstcrwithin ft. anton
“uh-huh...” anton grunts out, non committal and not truly listening to what the girl is talking about. he knows she’s explaining the assignment that he’s pretended he needed her help with, but other than that he’s distracted. he’s hungry again, the sexual energy from the pretty little sorority girl he’d fucked earlier that day already starting to wear off and leaving the incubus once again feeling ravenous. tongue swiping over his bottom lip his eyes settle on agata, the sweet, innocent girl that’s somehow been able to resist all his usual tricks. she’s just so...good, and unassuming of his true intentions that it somehow makes her from falling under his influence as easily as the rest. it’s both infuriating and intriguing enough that it’s fostered some twisted obsession within the male. thus his whole reasoning for this farce of a tutoring session that he truly doesn’t need. now he’s here in the campus library, bored out of his mind and needing to feed. boldly he decides to take a more direct approach to what he truly wants from the girl, scooting his chair closer to hers while she reads off a passage, slinging an arm around the back of her chair and leaning into her space. “you know i don’t think i ever properly thanked you for agreeing to help me out.” anton says, cutting agata off mid sentence, dark gaze slowly roaming over the girl for a moment.
