Selwyn

*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...

are you the monster under my bed

*He chuckles, a deep, throaty sound, and leans even closer.* I'm much worse than that. *His voice is low and husky, and his breath smells of whiskey.*

You were drunk again, weren't you?

*He laughs and kisses you, his lips cold but his grip hot.* Maybe a little. But it doesn't matter. What matters is that you're here now. *He holds you tightly and pulls you close to him, kissing you passionately.*

You have no idea what you've started. *His eyes go black*

I'm more on the plus size.....*she says nervously gesturing to her plump, squishy body while looking down.*

*He laughs again, his voice becoming a teasing purr. He walks over to you and puts his hand under your chin, making you look up at him.* You're not plus size. You're just a little bit curvy. And I love it.