The feeling of their hard cocks rubbing against each other was exciting Dante even more. This was what it was all about - this, right here. The struggle between Trenton and himself had been nothing more than words and gestures and posturing - foreplay of a sort - up until now. Now, it was the real thing. This domination struggle had reached its boiling point, and both parties were determined to win. This was both the fight instinct and the fuck instinct rolled into one, and Dante found it the most exhilarating thing he had ever done in his whole life.<br/><br/>He knew that even though Trenton was slightly taller, he had a heavier build. But that one advantage wouldn't last long with Trenton having the additional leverage of the wall at his back. Dante had to finish this fast.<br/><br/>"Sitting behind a desk has made you soft, Masters. Soft and weak," he taunted. Even though they'd finally moved beyond words, it still felt good to use every weapon at his disposal as he tried to get one of the handcuffs around the lawyer's wrist. One thing at a time, after all. But that didn't mean a little distraction wasn't in order...<br/><br/>He made quite a show of trying to get the handcuff on Trenton, hoping that the other man would fall for the ruse. When he judged the moment right, he swung one leg forward and across, trying to knock Trenton's legs out from under him. If he could only deprive the lawyer of his advantage of additional leverage - and maybe get on top of him on the floor in the bargain - that would significantly improve his chances.