[ She sighs, shaking her head. Just as she suspected! Well, if punishment is what he wants, then so he shall receive, especially for that "dolt" usage. That actually stung a little...
Her next punch is aimed at his bite wounds, and she really puts some oomph into it, enough that her knuckles hurt when she pulls her fist back. She won't show any pain, however. Nothing that might give him a chance to undermine her authority further. ]
Sometimes? You're like the worst pet ever.
[ Which means it's time to draw out a different kind of gun, her absolute favorite. It's the kind she's always preferred to point at others, and she's excited to use it. Nothing makes her happier than damaging the psyche of those she cares about.
Her face is lowered down to his once more, and she uses her words as a distraction while she pulls the picnic basket closer. Depending on how he responds to this will determine if she searches around in there to help reward him. ]
I expected so much better from you. Then again, maybe not? You're different when you think no one's listening to you. [ Her hum of amusement near his ear is nothing sweet. ] Especially when someone's asleep next to you.
[ Could she mean...? No way. She hadn't heard a thing he'd said earlier. Right?
She hadn't. She's building intrigue, regardless. Or maybe something more like anxiety. It doesn't matter how much she cares about a person--she'll collect ammo to use against them, even if she has to wait ages for the right time to load her gun. ]
I didn't have to force out how cute you find me while we were in bed, did I~?
[ Just to remind him what he's denying himself by being disobedient, she pushes her breasts up against his chin, just long enough. Her wet folds, meanwhile, keep rubbing against his abdomen, the ultimate prize woefully out of reach. ]
Tsk, tsk. Couldn't even say it to me in a normal way! Maybe we can go around and tell everyone what a coward you are. How does that sound?
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Her next punch is aimed at his bite wounds, and she really puts some oomph into it, enough that her knuckles hurt when she pulls her fist back. She won't show any pain, however. Nothing that might give him a chance to undermine her authority further. ]
Sometimes? You're like the worst pet ever.
[ Which means it's time to draw out a different kind of gun, her absolute favorite. It's the kind she's always preferred to point at others, and she's excited to use it. Nothing makes her happier than damaging the psyche of those she cares about.
Her face is lowered down to his once more, and she uses her words as a distraction while she pulls the picnic basket closer. Depending on how he responds to this will determine if she searches around in there to help reward him. ]
I expected so much better from you. Then again, maybe not? You're different when you think no one's listening to you. [ Her hum of amusement near his ear is nothing sweet. ] Especially when someone's asleep next to you.
[ Could she mean...? No way. She hadn't heard a thing he'd said earlier. Right?
She hadn't. She's building intrigue, regardless. Or maybe something more like anxiety. It doesn't matter how much she cares about a person--she'll collect ammo to use against them, even if she has to wait ages for the right time to load her gun. ]
I didn't have to force out how cute you find me while we were in bed, did I~?
[ Just to remind him what he's denying himself by being disobedient, she pushes her breasts up against his chin, just long enough. Her wet folds, meanwhile, keep rubbing against his abdomen, the ultimate prize woefully out of reach. ]
Tsk, tsk. Couldn't even say it to me in a normal way! Maybe we can go around and tell everyone what a coward you are. How does that sound?