He chuckled, the swirl of alcohol dulling his edge. No longer was her embarrassed of his statement. She had taken it and ran with it, indulging in his slight perverse showing. She was a good sport and Connor was happy to figure that out. Now he had something on her. She was submissive, but of course that was a broad label. Just because she was submissive didn't mean that she wanted to be dominated. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to dominate her, though the idea of it was inticing. The alcohol must've been working on him faster than he thought because his mind was freely wanting and he felt the beginnings of arousal ping in his shorts as blood slowly started to flow south, an erection threatening to come up and expose his impure thoughts. It took a lot of focus, and thanks to the loose sweatpants he had one, the half a chub he'd gotten came and went without even being seen.<br/><br/>Caught? He wasn't sure what she was implying but it was safe to say that she meant caught in the act. His teeth lightly grounded against one another as he thought. He exhaled deeply and swallowed some down, smiling and bringing onefinger up to hush any potential witty comments from her. "And I will not divulge that information," he said, fighting back a cough. He swallowed to quickly and some of the liquor had gotten stuck in his throat. He words brought the memory back. He'd been considerable younger and was staying at home with his sister. One of her friends came over and ended up staying over for a few nights. One thing led to another and Elle walked in on Connor bending her friend over the bathroom counter. She didn't say anything at the time, but later revealed his indescretion. Elle never invited the girl over again.<br/><br/>He stood up and kicked off his shoes, pulling at the sweats and stretching out before sitting back down. "You're good, he said in praise," and began to think. He didn't look at her this time and instead focused on his clamped hands as her thought it over. Apparently sexual things were on the table, faster than he had anticipated it would happen. It excited him, though, he did t expect to have his way with her that she. She was a tougher but that that. Perhaps she would make him wait; tease and make him want it more that she may want it. His mind was wandering and there came that damn feeling again. He shook his head and cleared his throat.<br/><br/>"Alright, never have I ever freaked someone out with a kink of mine." Before she answered either way, he halted her with a raised hand. "And if you have, then need to tell me and I'll tell you mine." He drank slowly, conceding defeat in the moment and waited for her to either drink, not drink or call him a dumbass for playing wrong. Either way, it was exciting, though now he was in a position to reveal something to her and he was just tipsy enough to give full disclosure.