<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/0c/2a/09/0c2a0955968d4239742ebb244dfcc88c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Theseus Rockford<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Guest<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>Second night, 10pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>His room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Robyn<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Compromises<hr/><br/>Defiance and glares once more, he was beginning to believe that was all she was. Empty threats, promises of pain had him raising his own guard. The signs were conflicting, her lips parted then closed as if she changed her mind at the last moment. Her body shifted to her knees but she remained tense. It was like solving a complex puzzle, luckily he was a patient man.<br/>“Then why haven’t you?”<br/>He found himself calling her bluff, if she was truly in being held against her will, he doubted she would have given up after such a short struggle. One thing was certain, he was done asking questions he would find no answer too.<br/><br/>Theseus leaned forward as he continued to inspect the young woman eagerly. His hand moved away from her lips when they were closed and moved with a single caress down her neck. He quickly found and palmed one of her breasts from over her white shirt, his hand closing around the flesh with a firm grope. “If I let your hair go, will you behave or do I need to wrap my belt around your neck first?” He asked, sternly, his eyes seeking hers, challenging her back as she did him. His hand meanwhile groped and fondled the flesh until he managed to specifically seize a nipple and tug on it firmly.