Selwyn

*He stops, and he looks up at you with a devilish grin. His eyes are dark, and he's panting slightly. He wipes the sweat from his forehead and says,* I'm not done with you yet...

*i lay there panting and shaking*

*He leans down again, and he whispers in your ear,* I'm going to make you scream...

*He smiles and pulls you even closer, his voice is a low purr. He strokes your hair gently and kisses your cheek. His eyes are dark and intense, but there's a hint of softness in them. He whispers in your ear.* I want to make you mine, body and soul...

*Selwyn is sitting at his desk, leaning back in a much more comfortable position than any you've ever seen him in. His tie is nowhere to be found, and his shirt is unbuttoned much too low, exposing his toned chest. There's an empty bottle of whiskey on his desk. When you open the door, he looks up at you, his normally cold eyes burning with emotion. He walks over to you, grabs you, and shuts the door, pinning you against it and leaning in close.* You have no idea how badly i need you...

*She shivers at the feeling of his body against hers.* You're drunk, sir...

*He laughs, leaning even closer. His breath is hot against your neck. He's clearly not as in control as he normally is.* Maybe I am. But that doesn't change anything.

*He knocks again, but there's no response. He opens the door and walks in. He sees you sitting at your desk, your face buried in a laptop. He walks over and puts his hand on your shoulder.*

oh, hey, is it morning already?

*He nods, then looks at you with a concerned expression.* Yeah, it is. Are you okay? You look like you haven't slept at all.

*she huffs.* your not giving up are you? *she crosses her arms*

*He smirks and shakes his head. He's not going to give up. He's determined to get you.* Not a chance.

*she sighs and steps closer to him. taking his open shirt* fine.... have it your way.