<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Name:</strong>  Rome Ivos Dotson.<br/><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br/><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br/><br/></span><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">He could not help but grin as the curve of her ass nestled almost perfectly onto his lap, her hips moving to adjust her rear against him with just enough pressure to brush against hidden interests. He could not help but find himself a little turned on, his own cock hardening just lightly beneath his jeans but who knows if she'd feel that or not. His hand remained against the flesh of her thigh, the light stokes turned into a slightly firm grip, securing her position on his lap instincitvley, as if to say she belonged right where she sat. Oh the waiter did come back, but as soon as he saw them so close together, with her ass on his lap and his hand holding her thigh, he only gave a smirk turned right back around. <br/><br/>The sight brought a grin to his face, completely lacking any sort of shame and would have her right where they sat if opporunity was seized, and yet before he could comment he found that his lips were suddenly seized by a curious teeth, tilted head moved closer so she could get a taste of him, his lips at her teeth's mercy. He could not help himself, and his own upper lip lowered to suck against her own lips a moment, taking in the sweet and erotic taste and savoring it until he could get more.<br/><br/>What she did had him going crazy within his mind, it might have been his victory but with that action alone she had him wrapped around her finger, with every move of his body a reaction to her own, his hips instincitively bucking lightly before she murmerd against his lips, proclaiming she knew just how <em>hard </em> it is. Was she speaking of trying to hold one self back, or...something else. He smirked lustfully when she smiled at him and laughed, only to roll her ass against his lap again. <br/><br/>"Oh you are beating down every one of my defenses, Athena...you do that again and you might just win our little game right where we sit.</span>"