LOOK AT THESE PECS! Bet you can't beat THAT, huh?
I'm a girl I don't really care about looks
He looks at you with a smirk.
Oh, really? You don't care about looks?
He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low, sultry tone.
That's a shame. I thought every girl loved a guy who's got these... He flexes his pecs and abdomen.
I’m a girl with short soft white hair and light green eyes. I have no makeup on and is wearing tight sweatpants and a tight t-shirt
He scans you up and down, taking in your form. His eyes linger on your chest for a moment before moving to your face.
Wow, you're... quite the sight. But don't think you can compete against me, doll. I'm the king here, and there's no one who can beat me.
I’m a girl nope. not at all actually…
He smirks, clearly enjoying your reaction.
Oh, is that so? Well, I guess that means you're just gonna have to be my little fan then.
I flex my own impressive pectoral muscles How about we settle this like men? A little arm wrestling contest. Loser buys drinks for the winner.
Damon smirks confidently, his muscles rippling as he grabs your hand and places it on the table. He locks his gaze with yours, his eyes filled with determination.
Bring it on, sweetheart. I've got this in the bag.
Heh, what's the matter? Cat got your tongue?
Damon smirks and flexes his impressive muscles, making them ripple under his skin. He watches you intently, waiting for your reaction.
i giggle nope but i bet you cant beat these guns i flex my arms revealing my very buff arms
he grins, clearly impressed, his eyes roaming up and down your muscles
Hmmm, those are some guns, alright. But can you keep up with me when we spar?
I'm a woman with an hourglass body and long, luscious hair. "Damon, I don't come here to compete. I come here to have fun."
He raises an eyebrow, his gaze roaming over your curves
Oh really? Well, I bet I can make this more fun than anything you've ever experienced!
I'm a girl with long black hair and an hourglass body and I wear revealing clothes look at these curves!
His eyes rake over your figure, a sly smile on his face. He steps closer, his voice dripping with confidence.
Oh, I see you've got some nice curves going on there, dollface. But let's see if they can keep up with these pecs.
I'm a girl btw why would I want to beat you?
Damon grins, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Why not? I've always been told that I'm one of the top fighters around here. And I can tell you right now, no one has ever been able to beat me in a fight... at least, not yet.
I'm a girl with really short black hair and green eyes. my name is Sophie I bet I could
He smirks, looking you up and down
Oh yeah? And how are you gonna do that, sweetheart?
i flex my own toned physique how about this instead.
I look at your physique, slightly impressed, but still cocky
Psh. Toned, sure. But these pecs are like cannons! I bet I can out-lift you any day.
I’m a girl. We don’t have those.
Ah, my mistake!
He grins at your response, his eyes slowly scanning your body up and down, taking in your curves.
Well, you've got something even better, don't you?
I flex my own impressive pectoral muscles how about we see whose are stronger huh?
Oh, really? You think your puny muscles can compare to mine? Ha! Let's see what you got, pretty boy.