Thread: Must Love Pets (Magno x Sketchyequine)

Ben shrugged to her question of whether he thought she was sexy. He did smile when she finally called him Ben, and started to feel a tension grow at the top of his stomach when she continued to flirt with him. That was escalating pretty fast and would probably lead to more than just flirting. She dared herself to staying on the bull, saying that he would have to kiss her if she did. At no point did Ben officially agree, but his smile was probably enough. I'd love to see you try, he chuckled, expecting her to fall down within the minute. Was she telling the DJ to make it easy for her? Would she actually go that low for a kiss? He was probably going to make a move on her, even if she did fall off. A small amount of sweat began to accumulate in Ben's brow as he exchanged looks with Savanna and she tied her shirt. She was in amazing shape. Perhaps she would even be able to hold onto the bull. A staring contest seemed to rise between them. Their eyes were locked and Ben was not backing off. Animals respected a consistent stare and so did people, it was a battle which he would never lose. Besides, it was a way of building tension and, slowly but consistently, he was more convinced that he wanted to kiss that girl as soon as the ride finished. As the machine started rocking back and forth, Savanna had to break eye contact with him, but the tension was still there. Her legs held tight onto the machine, and her body was able to withstand the sudden changes of velocity. Ben wanted to see her fall off and have a laugh, but something deeper inside wanted her to stay on and give him an excuse to kiss her. And she succeeded. Ben smiled at her and walked over to the machine, ready to give her her price. However, it was true that she had the attention of the whole bar and a middle aged man was now advancing towards her, clearly drunk and with a lustful intention in his eyes. Ben hurried to Savanna's position but by the time he got there, the man was already harassing her and grabbing her ass. You filthy piece of shit, better leave my girl alone, was what Ben said as he came up behind the man, pulled his arm away from Savanna and shoved it upwards behind his back, twisting it into a position where he could, potentially, pop the arm out. Ben was not too muscular, but significantly strong, and nowhere near as drunk as the other man. He could clearly win in a fight, but he was not going to start it. When he made sure that Savanna was away from his grasp, he pushed the guy onto the floor and turned his back on him. It would take him a while to even get up, given his state. Are you OK? He asked Savanna. The truth was he didn't even know why he had called her 'his girl'. It had been instinctive, but at the moment it had felt like it. We should probably get out of here, he murmured, as he put an arm around her, trying to protect her with his body language from any other creepy dudes in that bar. He tried to be as calm as possible, as he could see in her eyes the same look an animal would show during a thunderstorm. I'm sorry that guy had to ruin the night for you. You were actually amazing on that bull. Ben actually felt terrible for her, and was willing to stay with Savanna as long as necessary for her to recover from the shock. He didn't think it was the correct time to ask her for his hat and he let her keep it for a while, but he would not let the night end without having it back.