[Surprise flits across his face at the sudden roar, then the show of strength before he tries to quell the jerking by pressing his front onto her back, pining her back down on the floor. Perhaps he would've been merciful had Monika done what he demanded of her, much like she did to him. Be gentle with her unlike how he fucked her throat. That mattered zero now though, as Monika decided to show defiance.
A pained hiss leave through gritted teeth as he tries to subdue Monika, pain stinging his wounded arm. Notably though... Despite his arm around her neck, he's yet to actually use her compromised position to his advantage.]
No.
[A firm answer. Of course, he would've be completely satisfied with just that. How could he? He's denied of his pleasure when he so willingly made himself pathetic right before her. And she's made him... what? Begged to her twice? Used his face to pleasure herself while ignoring his own? Perhaps there is an argument to be made that he did enjoy having been under her control. He can't deny that, but it was still unfair that he's denied getting his own pleasure right now. She came onto his face twice, and he's determined to come inside her twice. Only Monika can satisfy this lust of his. Nobody else. Just Monika.]
You think I'd be satisfied with just that? Just once? As if you haven't denied my own wants.... You'll get what's coming for you.
[And honestly?
He doesn't care much about that begging anymore. Screw it. That dark side of him he's trying to quell? He'll still quell it, but now vindictiveness fills his spark. To get revenge on Monika. It's a side of him he doesn't want to return to, but has now crawled back up by the combination of the aphrodisiac, Monika's defiance, and that mocking laughter from the painter. By his need for pleasure. .... There is no hesitation as he slams his hips down into her. His entire length inside her pussy in one go.
That part of him that will feel guilty about this will have to be silenced. And it'll continue to be silenced right up until they both leave this elevator.]
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A pained hiss leave through gritted teeth as he tries to subdue Monika, pain stinging his wounded arm. Notably though... Despite his arm around her neck, he's yet to actually use her compromised position to his advantage.]
No.
[A firm answer. Of course, he would've be completely satisfied with just that. How could he? He's denied of his pleasure when he so willingly made himself pathetic right before her. And she's made him... what? Begged to her twice? Used his face to pleasure herself while ignoring his own? Perhaps there is an argument to be made that he did enjoy having been under her control. He can't deny that, but it was still unfair that he's denied getting his own pleasure right now. She came onto his face twice, and he's determined to come inside her twice. Only Monika can satisfy this lust of his. Nobody else. Just Monika.]
You think I'd be satisfied with just that? Just once? As if you haven't denied my own wants.... You'll get what's coming for you.
[And honestly?
He doesn't care much about that begging anymore. Screw it. That dark side of him he's trying to quell? He'll still quell it, but now vindictiveness fills his spark. To get revenge on Monika. It's a side of him he doesn't want to return to, but has now crawled back up by the combination of the aphrodisiac, Monika's defiance, and that mocking laughter from the painter. By his need for pleasure. .... There is no hesitation as he slams his hips down into her. His entire length inside her pussy in one go.
That part of him that will feel guilty about this will have to be silenced. And it'll continue to be silenced right up until they both leave this elevator.]