abyssdressing | (no subject)

[watch out, he's in the way, undoing yes_itdoes's pants]

*halts herself mid-kick and switches to try gently pushing him out of the way.* Asch! Stop it!

[gasps as she touches him, mouthing him through the fabric]

*scowls, giving up on that for now, yanking at the hand on her throat.*

Tell me, since when were we supposed to be grateful for meddling that ended in pain, injury, and possible death? Should you feel grateful to me for touch you, making you feel that ecstasy I can give...? Or giving you confidence in being a woman? Ungrateful wench. You stand there and say we should be grateful to you giving us pain, and you disregard when we give you confidence and happiness.

I didn't meddle in anything. It was only a suggestion that I gave him. It wasn't as if I brought Lorelei to you and told him to do whatever the heck he did that hurt the both of you. ....And I am grateful to you to a degree. That's why I tried to help you be happy as well.

Then take your failure with grace. Of course we won't be grateful with injury and pain. We're hurting... and you taking the indirect way to hurt me for punishing you was quite cowardly and human. I should drain you for daring that.

Fine. I'm sorry it didn't work out. At least now you can be with him, right? ..I told you, that's because I am human.

[pauses briefly as thepricepaid gets his pants undo and starts sucking on his dick] Mm. You, dear pet, gave me quite the idea.

...don't call him a pet. *wiggles around in an attempt to get free.*

He was broken. I believe that makes him a pet. [instantly turns on his ability, full force]

He's not.. *clenches her eyes shut as she tries to fight the urge, going still.*

[moans as he's hit with a wave of need, one hand reaching over to stroke across Luke's crotch]

N..no.. Asch..! *twists away from him, reaching down to block his hand.*

[moans, looking up at yes_itdoes as he rubs Luke]

*continues to struggle weakly, still trying to remove the hand from her neck.*

[still trying to drown her in pheromones] On your knees.

*slowly complies, starting to breath heavily.*

The pet needs some attention.

's not a pet... *shakes off the effects enough to turn away from them, though she can't get back to her feet.*

Then you will just let him need, want... and not finish? How human.

It's your fault he's like this. And I am human.

My fault that a touch makes him need? You also put blame where it doesn't belong.

Your fault for touching him to begin with. Why the hell did you tie him up?

He had this annoying tendency to try and strangle me. Very unwelcome. [touches her hair, still swimming in pheromones]