she's teasing me, was all he managed to think to himself before cornering you. his hands rested next to your face on the wall and his eyes followed along your body. you refused to believe you belonged to him and he was rather turned on by the possibilities to prove other wise. "on your knees with that pretty little dress to the floor." he scoffed in a low voice. feeling unable to refuse him you get on your knees, the dress next to you on the ground. the sight was pleasing for him and he loosened his tie, watching your every move as he hovered above you.