——————Slap dat ass.

A small yelp left his lips at the contact, followed by the gradual reddening of his ears and face– Luke was rarely caught off guard. Very rarely. But this was in public, and solely to mess with him.  ❝ Can you not WAIT? —We aren’t even to the car, yet. ❞  

———————————Grope them. 

Her fucking teasing. Being partnered up with her was the most frustrating strike of bad luck he’d ever had to survive. It was safe to say Luke was a good shade of flustered just fifteen minutes into class, her hand grabbing his jeans below his belt and their joined desks had well seen to that. It was always with the TEASING with her. Teeth dug into his bottom lip and he let out a heavy breath he’d been holding in, his next words deep && seductive.

When it came to anticipating--- he was impeccable. So why, tonight, had he not anticipated the two additional vampires accompanying the one he’d been hunting? The youth stumbled forth, coughing up more blood. Ribs, definitely cracked. Internal bleeding. Borderline collapsed lung. As he took a mental inventory, another spell of dizziness overcame him and then, then the c o l d set in. He clutched his form, looking  ahead for a weak, dazed moment before he stopped  at the edge of the property, leaning on the bricks of the front gate. Maybe he had anticipated it. With a pained sigh, Luke sunk to the ground. He was tired. He was going to die. And looking down at the blood on his fingertips it also dawned on him... he didn’t care.