Thread: Gladiators Prize (Demorica & Rekoj)

He was not bored with the moment, merely trying his best to not be interested. He began to see why many fighters had requested her for her healing hands, she truly had a special touch, a perfect blend of firm and yet gentle. He trusted her completely, bowing his head forward as she massaged his scalp. He denied her the pleasure of admitting she was right about him enjoying it, it was obvious from the way his muscles relaxed. He allowed her to work over his tight body until finally he felt relaxed, and as his body relaxed, his mind became more and more relaxed to the idea of laying with this woman. His tension eased, and as her finger ran down the long scar that had been on his back forever he spoke quietly, not turning to look at her, It was a fight... in high school. One of my first.. I saw three kids beating on one in the basketball courts. Nobody else was around, they were kicking him, laughing about it. I didn't hesitate, I usually need less of a reason to get into a scrap. I managed to floor two of them, but the third... he was the star of the basketball team. Just a huge guy, he managed to stun me, knock me over... I don't know where the bottle came from, I suppose they had been drinking. Next thing I know, as I'm stumbling around for my bearings.. it's like my whole back was just torn open. To this day... he has been the only one to walk away from a fight from me. He stayed silent for a few moments, not liking to go back to that place. It was one of the few bitter memories he had from a fight, one of the only ones to get away. He stared at the bed before he decided he needed to bring his mind elsewhere. He needed to change what his mind was thinking about, and he needed to change it soon. He turned around in an instant, his fighter's reflexes and athleticism coming to the fold as his whole body tensed and he spun in an instant. His eyes were now only a few feet from her face, as he stared intensely into hers. He had to know if she was worthy, she claimed to be strong enough, she claimed to be ready for him. He stared directly into her bright blue eyes, his piercing green orbs staring right through them to her intentions. His hand grasped her wrist, holding it tight, but not painfully. He merely wanted her to stay still while he made his point clear, he was warning her, one last time that she should not be so persistent. You believe that I keep underestimating you, that you are strong enough, that you will have the mind, body, and soul to take me. But it is not me who is underestimating anybody, Alice, it is me that you continue to underestimate. You don't know what I am capable of. You think that it is just your body that I am scared to break. But if I am to make you mine, your mind and soul are the ones that cannot be put back together. I am more animal than man at this point Alice, and you are full of life. Are you ready to put that to risk? he questioned, the tone in his voice finally changing to an inquisitive tone as his eyes closed in on hers. He persisted with his questioning, his tone becoming urgent, Do you want to give it all to me? Are you ready to cross a line that you can never go back on?