[ Her eyebrows go up slightly when she notices the change in his eyes. Softer. Less defiant. Slowly, she smiles, and the high from so much power and control settles back into place, back where it rightfully belongs. He's becoming less and less of a consideration. His pleasure means less. His comfort means less.

Her role's clear, and there are only her needs. Just. Monika's. ]

Mm~ I wish I'd taken a picture. [ That face he'd been making before she smothered him was one she'll commit to memory. ] You really like this, don't you?

[ Her breath hitches as her pleasure builds to join the overwhelming swell of her ego. The pulling on his hair lessens, and instead she gives an encouraging caress to his temple. Another treat for rightfully allowing her to tame such a powerful being. ]

Did you lose on purpose? Ahaha~

[ Her body pushes down harder, putting more pressure on his neck, and her thighs tighten around his head, since he seems to want that so, so much. Another treat for him to mainly benefit herself. And benefit she is, the painful ache that's been burning inside from the moment they kissed finally about to be taken care of.

With a low moan, her hips slowly rock against his mouth, his face. She wants more. More of his tongue, more friction against her clit. She's worked so hard for this moment. She deserves for it to change her life, just as much as ending up in this resort had. ]

Go on. [ The next moan's louder, caught up in a laugh. ] Prove to me you're sorry.