[he's made more than enough concessions tonight. he's not making another.
so no, he won't ask nicely. he won't call her queen. in fact, he won't call her anything at all, he won't say a goddamned word as she insists upon herself. he's annoyed, he's aggravated, he's downright pissed that she has to drag the whole affair out, denying him again. blueballing him, even to her own detriment. nothing can ever be easy, no chase ever straightforward with this woman. even when he's killing her, slaughtering her in cold blood, she stomps her feet and kicks up a fuss and cuts him to the quick. it isn't fair.
it isn't fair so he isn't going to play fair. his eyes almost seem to flash, his growls akin to an animal that has been provoked to the point of violence. his hold tightens on her arms and for a moment everything grinds to a halt. he stops. he stares at her. for a moment, it might look like he'll just leave her there, that he'll cut his losses and storm off.
but it only lasts a moment before his head eases back and then lunges. he bites and bites hard, right into her neck, so deep it's a miracle he doesn't snap through it. it's precise work and that's definitely a mark she'll bear for days to come but she won't die. at least not literally. she might feel like it. especially when he resumes fucking her, twice as hard.
so sorry, monika. no please, not this time. but since he didn't get a -sama, only boss, it seems only... fair.]
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so no, he won't ask nicely. he won't call her queen. in fact, he won't call her anything at all, he won't say a goddamned word as she insists upon herself. he's annoyed, he's aggravated, he's downright pissed that she has to drag the whole affair out, denying him again. blueballing him, even to her own detriment. nothing can ever be easy, no chase ever straightforward with this woman. even when he's killing her, slaughtering her in cold blood, she stomps her feet and kicks up a fuss and cuts him to the quick. it isn't fair.
it isn't fair so he isn't going to play fair. his eyes almost seem to flash, his growls akin to an animal that has been provoked to the point of violence. his hold tightens on her arms and for a moment everything grinds to a halt. he stops. he stares at her. for a moment, it might look like he'll just leave her there, that he'll cut his losses and storm off.
but it only lasts a moment before his head eases back and then lunges. he bites and bites hard, right into her neck, so deep it's a miracle he doesn't snap through it. it's precise work and that's definitely a mark she'll bear for days to come but she won't die. at least not literally. she might feel like it. especially when he resumes fucking her, twice as hard.
so sorry, monika. no please, not this time. but since he didn't get a -sama, only boss, it seems only... fair.]