[ Those snarky comments earn him an intense glower. Fine, then. She'll kick him the rest of the way down, since he won't allow her slow indulgence. ]
Stop making this all about you. I'm doing what I want, because I'm what matters now.
[ Her shoe shifts up to his neck to dig into his Adam's apple while she sucks the blood from her thumb. ]
Because shockingly, not everyone's the slut you are.
[ Not that she knows his history with this sort of thing, but she could only assume he was trying to comment on her lack of experience. Not everyone in Hell was so willing to let her indulge in the darker things, so it's not like it was an issue with her. More people just needed to be more willing to let her go nuts and learn!
Huffing, she pulls her foot away, shifting to stand over him. Since he doesn't want slow, she pulls her dress up and quickly sinks to her knees, straddling his waist. And in no time, the bloody glass is against his neck. Not hard enough to pierce, but just to send a warning.
The leaning down, however, is still slow. Her face comes closer, her hair enclosing them and offering what would probably be their one spot of privacy for the night as she kisses him softly. Indulgently. ]
And stop making it so tempting to reconsider the deal.
[ Before he can react in a way she doesn't want, she slinks back and pulls the glass away, instead pushing his shirt up to expose areas that are less likely to make him bleed out. After a few seconds of consideration, she picks a spot on the left side of his torso, adjusts her grip, and drives the tip into his flesh. With the way her head falls back with a shuddering sigh, you'd think she'd penetrated him in another way.
Feeling somewhat better, she lowers her eyes back to his face and watches. Does he want more? Yeah, he wants more. Her palm pushes in harder. And thankfully, for the both of them, the blood wastes no time with flowing freely. ]
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Stop making this all about you. I'm doing what I want, because I'm what matters now.
[ Her shoe shifts up to his neck to dig into his Adam's apple while she sucks the blood from her thumb. ]
Because shockingly, not everyone's the slut you are.
[ Not that she knows his history with this sort of thing, but she could only assume he was trying to comment on her lack of experience. Not everyone in Hell was so willing to let her indulge in the darker things, so it's not like it was an issue with her. More people just needed to be more willing to let her go nuts and learn!
Huffing, she pulls her foot away, shifting to stand over him. Since he doesn't want slow, she pulls her dress up and quickly sinks to her knees, straddling his waist. And in no time, the bloody glass is against his neck. Not hard enough to pierce, but just to send a warning.
The leaning down, however, is still slow. Her face comes closer, her hair enclosing them and offering what would probably be their one spot of privacy for the night as she kisses him softly. Indulgently. ]
And stop making it so tempting to reconsider the deal.
[ Before he can react in a way she doesn't want, she slinks back and pulls the glass away, instead pushing his shirt up to expose areas that are less likely to make him bleed out. After a few seconds of consideration, she picks a spot on the left side of his torso, adjusts her grip, and drives the tip into his flesh. With the way her head falls back with a shuddering sigh, you'd think she'd penetrated him in another way.
Feeling somewhat better, she lowers her eyes back to his face and watches. Does he want more? Yeah, he wants more. Her palm pushes in harder. And thankfully, for the both of them, the blood wastes no time with flowing freely. ]