[Gentle? Now? He laughs in her ear - low and dangerous, as he draws his hand out - and smacks the flat of it against her inner thigh, soothing it over with a grip hard enough to bruise.]
Presumptuous. [But she's given him permission, that counts as permission, right? His expression turns hungry. He's looking between her legs, covers her hand with his.] Submit to me, then. Trust me.
Re: we both did... rip
Presumptuous. [But she's given him permission, that counts as permission, right? His expression turns hungry. He's looking between her legs, covers her hand with his.] Submit to me, then. Trust me.