Thread: Court Domination [InsertNameHere and Sigr]

yeah replied Ben, blushing a little bit and admitting with a near silent laugh that it was, Indeed, a theatric move. Maybe kind of cheesy. As she required him to sit, he didn't even occured to him that this was up to discussion and so, he took place by her side or, rather, a long and toned leg distance from the athlete. It was true he didn't really have any clue of what was going to happen. What he knew was that he did consciously make this decision and it was exciting in a way, probaby arousing. As a med student, Benjamin wasn't foolish enough not to think many decisions were the fruit of hormones and a longing for a quick reward. In this case, it was getting close and almost personnal with a woman both his age and completely different from him and anyone else he met. He knew athltes, some of his friends were sports guys too but, she, was Something else. By anyone standards she was tall, very tall and she had this confidence... this assertive presence that humbled you as easily as she seemed to consider her place in the world and that place was on top apparently. The tallest, the star athlete, the wealthiest... even the model. She had a lot going for her and the way she integrated it in her behaviour until she seemed to consider it casual was the intimidating part that got into you and made you weak in the knees. Which was even stranger when one thought you could hear good things about her from her friends apparently, when engaged in social activity. And, yes, he had, for a minute, the vision of this giantess in full leather holding a whip. Contrary to what one might thought, this wasn't what would seduce him. When she gave him her command, he didn't think twice and put his studies to good use, trying not to move the robe Indeed and resist the urge to pick. It was one of this case in which, had hse not talk about it, he wouldn't have thought about it. Ok... so no holding hands and kisses, I got it he joked lightly as he even wondered what it would have looked like from a distant observer to witness her bending while he'd tip toe to reach her lips or her cheeks. He did raise an eybrow when he heard the word servile. A medical assistant wasn't servile. He would be, for her, because he couldn't get her out of his head and the more he thought about it, the more the idea of being at her beck and call sent waves of teasing anticipation through his body. His chemicals, his wiring, his plumbing to be crude, seemed to have been hacked by this Katherine Richards. So Kat it is, I understand he replied letting her know he understood her words while his hands were rubbing and massaging and trying to ease the muscles in her long legs. When she reached for his hair, he felt pampered somehow, treated like a good pet and, while her should have felt a bit humiliated maybe, he liked it a lot and even tried to lean longer against her hand. they are... very smooth he commented of her legs, almost surprised as, even if it were silly, he had not yet associated the hard trained voller ball player with a feminine woman taking care of her appearance even though, it was obvious, the new boss of his life would rank high on anyone's hotness ladder. can I ? he asked, his body bending a little bit please?, obviously begging for the right to kiss them while his hands were still working on them.