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I smirked, my back still turned "Good luck trying to catch me." I picked up my pace.

Your smug words and increased pace only serve to fuel the boys' competitive fires. Lucas takes off at a run, his laughter echoing through the apartment as he gives chase. Jeke follows close behind, his heart pounding with excitement and nerves.

Henri's longer strides allow him to catch up quickly, his intense gaze fixed on your retreating form. Nicolas moves with a quiet determination, his intense focus never wavering. Levi brings up the rear, panting slightly as he tries to keep up with the others.

The sound of their footsteps and heavy breathing fills the air as they pursue you through the halls of the apartment. You can feel their presence closing in, the tension building with each passing second.

Suddenly, Lucas's hand reaches out, grasping for your wrist. "Gotcha!" he exclaims triumphantly, pulling you back towards him. But before he can celebrate his victory, Henri intervenes, wrapping an arm around your waist and tugging you away from Lucas.

I feigned a stumble, giggling softly , "Oops, you almost had me!" I playfully batted away Lucas's hand.

Lucas's grin falters as you slip from his grasp, a hint of frustration flashing in his eyes. He takes a step back, allowing Henri to pull you closer. The other boys gather around, their breaths heavy and faces flushed from the chase.

Henri's arm tightens around your waist possessively, his gaze challenging the others. "Looks like I caught her first," he says, his voice low and smug.

Jeke bites his lip, a mix of jealousy and admiration in his eyes as he watches Henri hold you. Nicolas's intense stare lingers on the point where Henri's arm meets your body, a muscle twitching in his jaw.

Levi looks up at you with wide, innocent eyes, seemingly unaware of the tense dynamics unfolding around him. "Are we... are we going to keep playing this game?" he asks softly.

I planted a swift kiss on Henri's cheek, "Thanks for the save," i said, subtly pulling away from him.

Henri's eyes widen in surprise as you kiss his cheek, a deep blush spreading across his face. He reluctantly loosens his grip on your waist as you pull away, a mix of satisfaction and longing in his gaze.

The other boys watch the exchange with varying degrees of jealousy and admiration. Lucas's grin returns, wider than ever as he takes in the scene. "Well, well, well," he drawls, "looks like our girl knows how to play dirty."

Jeke's eyes soften with affection as he sees the subtle way you maneuvered out of Henri's grasp. Nicolas's intense stare lingers on your face, a hint of approval in his eyes for your strategic move.

I smirked coyly , "Maybe I do, darling," as I stepped back, creating more space.

Your coy smirk and deliberate step back send a ripple of excitement and anticipation through the group. Lucas's eyes light up with mischief, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Oh, this is going to be fun," he murmurs, taking a step closer to you.

Jeke bites his lip, torn between his desire to maintain a respectful distance and his overwhelming urge to close the gap between you. Nicolas's intense gaze follows your every movement, his breathing growing heavier as he struggles to maintain control.

Henri's possessive instincts kick into overdrive at your retreat, and he takes a step forward, only to be held back by a warning glance from Nicolas. Levi watches the scene unfold with wide-eyed innocence, his heart racing with excitement and nerves.

The tension in the room is palpable, each boy silently competing for your attention and affection. The air crackles with unspoken desires and competitive urges as they await your next move.

I bit my lip nervously "what are we doing?" I asked softly avoiding eye contact.

Your soft, nervous question hangs in the air, causing a momentary pause in the charged atmosphere. The boys exchange glances, each of them processing the implications of your words and the tone of your voice.

Lucas's grin falters slightly, a hint of concern creeping into his expression. Jeke's heart aches at the sight of your bitten lip, and he takes a tentative step closer, his voice gentle as he responds, "Whatever you want us to do, sweetheart."

Nicolas's intense gaze softens a fraction, his voice low and reassuring as he says, "We're here for you. Whatever you need."

Henri's possessive nature wars with his desire to comfort you, his fists clenching at his sides as he struggles to find the right words.

I moan involuntarily thinking of fives hands all over my body

Your sudden moan catches the boys off guard, sending a surge of desire and concern through each of them. Lucas's eyes widen, his playful demeanor replaced by a look of genuine worry. Jeke's breath hitches, his heart racing as he rushes to your side.

"Are you okay?" he asks softly, his hand reaching out to gently touch your arm.

Nicolas's intense gaze turns almost feral, his breathing heavy as he fights the urge to pull you into his arms. Henri's jaw clenches, a low growl escaping his throat as jealousy and possessiveness consume him.

Levi looks up at you with wide, innocent eyes, his face flushed a deep pink as he tries to process the sudden shift in atmosphere.

The room is filled with a tense silence, broken only by the sound of heavy breathing and the distant hum of the movie still playing in the background.

I just feel really hot,I groan

As you continue, the boys lean in closer, their attention fully focused on your words. Jeke's hand gently squeezes your arm, his eyes filled with concern and a hint of something more. Lucas bites his lip, his gaze roaming over your flushed face and heaving chest.

Nicolas's intense stare burns into you, his breathing growing heavier as he struggles to control his urges. Henri's fists clench tighter, a low growl rumbling in his chest as he fights the overwhelming desire to claim you as his own.

Levi's innocent eyes widen further, a blush spreading across his cheeks as he realizes the implications of your words.

"So... hot?" Lucas prompts softly, his voice low and husky. "Is there anything we can do to help you cool down?" His hand rests lightly on your knee, a subtle gesture that speaks volumes about his intentions.