Oh for fucks sake he's not going to let me walk away from this, is he? Lay's it out all nice and neat, tells me I can basically do what I want to him. That's quite an offer... one that I am not sure I am able to turn down.
“I can take a lot.” My smile quirks up, just a little. There's a lewd comment to be made here, I am sure of it. “If you want to give it, that is. If you don’t, I’ll take you up on that coffee and stop pestering you about it. And I guess I should ask if there’s something I could do to keep from reminding you of her?”
He's giving us an out, both of us, so close to begging but trying to be casual and that damn offer hangs in the air.
"Doubt it... if you're not reminding me of her, you are making me think how much she'd love to have you for a night or two." I sigh, shaking my head. "She has a taste for submissive men."
Take a moment to try and think but fuck, if I can't get past this room and his eagerness. "Not looking for a relationship, am I understood?" I ask softly, then grab his hair and throw him towards the exam table. "Strip. I want to see what I am being offered." I say flatly, crossing my arms again and leaning against the table.
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Date: 2010-09-21 03:23 am (UTC)“I can take a lot.” My smile quirks up, just a little. There's a lewd comment to be made here, I am sure of it. “If you want to give it, that is. If you don’t, I’ll take you up on that coffee and stop pestering you about it. And I guess I should ask if there’s something I could do to keep from reminding you of her?”
He's giving us an out, both of us, so close to begging but trying to be casual and that damn offer hangs in the air.
"Doubt it... if you're not reminding me of her, you are making me think how much she'd love to have you for a night or two." I sigh, shaking my head. "She has a taste for submissive men."
Take a moment to try and think but fuck, if I can't get past this room and his eagerness. "Not looking for a relationship, am I understood?" I ask softly, then grab his hair and throw him towards the exam table. "Strip. I want to see what I am being offered." I say flatly, crossing my arms again and leaning against the table.