"E-Elian" I stutter out as Elian approaches.
How the hell did he get here so fast? He's supposed to be at work.
He walks over to me silently and stares down at me. I gulp heavily, raising my hands up to wave a hi to him. His signature frown deepens and his jaw ticks.
I am so much in trouble and I would be lying my ass out if I say that I don't intend to direct all that sexually and get properly dominated by this angry frowning man right in front of everyone.
Turn that tea party into a 1v1 sex fest.
He stops right in front of me, glaring down with an insufferable aura of fume reeking out of him mixed with a slight tinge of his pheromone. I inhale sharply, almost trembling with excitement. I am scared but I am also looking forward to whatever is waiting for me.
Maybe it was when he bathed and kissed me instead of yelling the heck out of me. Maybe not but I am expecting a different kind of stick today.
The impaling kind of stick.
