[ One sharp cackle rings out, loud enough to cause him discomfort. He's doing it! He's actually doing it! She'd almost think she was still sleeping next to him in her bed, deep into a dream, but she's not. She's felt him. She's tasted him. For once, her reality was better than anything her mind could've cooked up.
Her lips purse into a pout as she tuts. It'd almost read as some facsimile of pity, if not for how wicked she continues to look. ]
Aww. Look at you. Kind of pathetic, isn't it?
[ She noticed the hesitance. May as well rub salt into a different wound. What's he going to do about it? Bleed on her more?
He's done a decent enough job. She'll prod the side of his mouth with the knife, allowing him the sampling of her he was denied before. That, and another small cut along his cheek to join the other. A true generosity. She could've made the price for that gift worse.
It's all a ruse, of course. She's not done. ]
But the thing is...I don't think you're pathetic enough.
[ Her bloodied leg slides out of his grasp, and as she leans back against the wall for balance, she presses her foot against his chest. She'll push and push until he's on his back on the floor. She'll push, push, push until he submits, brushing the knife over her tongue to enjoy another sweet treat while she waits. ]
Ask me again. And... [ She can hardly suppress her giggle. ] Don't use "privates."
[ It'd be a struggle for her, too, being so undignified. She's not the one begging right now, though, is she? So please, suffer on her behalf. Really put your perverted little heart into it, Sparky. ]
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Her lips purse into a pout as she tuts. It'd almost read as some facsimile of pity, if not for how wicked she continues to look. ]
Aww. Look at you. Kind of pathetic, isn't it?
[ She noticed the hesitance. May as well rub salt into a different wound. What's he going to do about it? Bleed on her more?
He's done a decent enough job. She'll prod the side of his mouth with the knife, allowing him the sampling of her he was denied before. That, and another small cut along his cheek to join the other. A true generosity. She could've made the price for that gift worse.
It's all a ruse, of course. She's not done. ]
But the thing is...I don't think you're pathetic enough.
[ Her bloodied leg slides out of his grasp, and as she leans back against the wall for balance, she presses her foot against his chest. She'll push and push until he's on his back on the floor. She'll push, push, push until he submits, brushing the knife over her tongue to enjoy another sweet treat while she waits. ]
Ask me again. And... [ She can hardly suppress her giggle. ] Don't use "privates."
[ It'd be a struggle for her, too, being so undignified. She's not the one begging right now, though, is she? So please, suffer on her behalf. Really put your perverted little heart into it, Sparky. ]