[ Under all of her legitimate anger, this is so highly amusing. Just look at him! He's not fighting her! She didn't even expect to get this far! Based on their elevator excursion she'll probably never talk about again, he's a force to be reckoned with when he wants to be. Yet here she is, watching him put on a new show. It may be mostly exaggerated for her, but there's real satisfaction for someone who thrives on watching people being crushed under her heel.
Her mouth twists into a toothy grin, eyes aglow with madness as she drinks in his muffled noises, ignoring how his nails dig in. Again, she has that look of someone who'd happily watch him bleed out if she could do that much damage. If not for all the witnesses around, it'd be interesting to see if she could manage it.
Too bad he temporarily knocks her off her throne. ]
Ahh!
[ That cry was loud enough to get some brief attention from the others around them. Or was it more the resounding smack to her poor ass? Whatever it was, she's left reeling, red-faced and dumbstruck, and her thighs release him after she instinctively rubs at the stinging pain he's left behind. It's not like it's never happened to her before. There's always worse that could happen, too. But to be so humiliated, degraded, made to feel insignificant? It infuriates her all over again, just as it has before. Her body shakes, her jaw hurting from how painfully tight it is. ]
Maybe I'll put you back to sleep and leave you here?
[ Too easy, though, and not nearly enough for the retribution he deserves. Growling loudly, she moves at that same quick speed and tackles him, shoving his shoulders down into the blanket. Her hips are firmly planted on his chest and arms, in just the right place to keep him from accessing the wet heat he's been dying to have. He'll also lose a lot of the modesty his jacket had been providing. How sad. Besides, it's not like he'll actually fight, will he? ]
Hmm. No. [ She rolls her shoulders. ] I think I'll start by repaying the favor.
[ That's all the warning he gets before she draws her hand back and throws every ounce of force she can manage into slapping his face, breathing heavily from her unbridled rage. She'll go plenty far for him. Farther than she probably should, because no one is allowed to win but her. ]
blanket cw for extreme kinks
Her mouth twists into a toothy grin, eyes aglow with madness as she drinks in his muffled noises, ignoring how his nails dig in. Again, she has that look of someone who'd happily watch him bleed out if she could do that much damage. If not for all the witnesses around, it'd be interesting to see if she could manage it.
Too bad he temporarily knocks her off her throne. ]
Ahh!
[ That cry was loud enough to get some brief attention from the others around them. Or was it more the resounding smack to her poor ass? Whatever it was, she's left reeling, red-faced and dumbstruck, and her thighs release him after she instinctively rubs at the stinging pain he's left behind. It's not like it's never happened to her before. There's always worse that could happen, too. But to be so humiliated, degraded, made to feel insignificant? It infuriates her all over again, just as it has before. Her body shakes, her jaw hurting from how painfully tight it is. ]
Maybe I'll put you back to sleep and leave you here?
[ Too easy, though, and not nearly enough for the retribution he deserves. Growling loudly, she moves at that same quick speed and tackles him, shoving his shoulders down into the blanket. Her hips are firmly planted on his chest and arms, in just the right place to keep him from accessing the wet heat he's been dying to have. He'll also lose a lot of the modesty his jacket had been providing. How sad. Besides, it's not like he'll actually fight, will he? ]
Hmm. No. [ She rolls her shoulders. ] I think I'll start by repaying the favor.
[ That's all the warning he gets before she draws her hand back and throws every ounce of force she can manage into slapping his face, breathing heavily from her unbridled rage. She'll go plenty far for him. Farther than she probably should, because no one is allowed to win but her. ]