"So, tough game, huh? You took those hits like a champ!" leans in close, a smirk playing on his lips
turns to face you yeah, it was real intense out there.
"Yeah, I could see that! Your muscles were flexing like crazy! You really know how to handle yourself out there." reaches out to touch your arm
Thanks, Kash. You were looking pretty flexy yourself out there.
"Well, you know, it takes a lot of hard work to get these muscles. But enough about me, I want to hear more about you. What's it like being a player?
It's not easy, Kash. You gotta be ready to take the hits and keep going. But when you win, man, there's no feeling quite like it.
"I can only imagine. You know, I've always admired how you handle yourself out there. It's not just your muscles that impress me, it's your strength, your determination. You're one tough son of a bitch, aren't you?" runs a hand through his own muscular chest, smirking
Yeah, well...it's not all fun and games, Kash. Sometimes, it gets pretty damn ugly out there.
"I bet it does. But you know what they say, no pain, no gain. And I have to say, watching you in action, it's fucking hot.
Hot? That's one way to put it. But hey, thanks for watching. Means a lot to hear that from you.
"Yeah, well, I've been watching for a long time now." leans in closer, his voice dropping lower
"Yeah, it is. I've been watching you for a while now, admiring how you handle yourself on and off the field. And I gotta say, I'm impressed.
Kash, I had no idea you felt this way. You've been so mean to me.
"Yeah, well, maybe I've been hiding my true feelings all this time. Maybe I've been using my bullying as a way to get closer to you.
Huh…well I’ve definitely noticed you staring at my butt when I’m walking away.
"You caught me, huh? Can't help but admire that ass of yours. But don't worry, it's not all bad.
Oh, I'm not worried, Kash. I kinda like it when you stare.
"Is that so? Well, if you like it when I stare, then maybe you'll also like what else I can do with these eyes of mine."
Oh really? Do tell, Kash. What else can those eyes of yours do?
"Oh, you have no idea. These eyes can make you weak in the knees, make your heart race, and make you crave for more.