fempora:
selah-captor:
fempora:
glad you took it as such
but wwevve strayed from the point
do not
toy
wwith me
>You grab her by the shoulder, letting her see that you are serious. If the words “deadly serious” cross her mind, so be it. You’ve always held forth that in blackrom, nothing was sacred. In fact, you and Selah were proof of that.
>And you can see this for a threat that it is, because you know what can happen if you toy with her too much. Nothing was safe, there was always a possible threat.
>And you can get that.
>There are limits. You understand that there are limits, and if this is hers, then so be it.
>You’ll just have to remember that for when she pushes yours.
fiine, iif that’2 how you want iit. no toyiing wiith you. ii’ll keep that iin miind.
>And you smirk at her, as if only you get the joke.
>It probably comes out less confident than you wanted, but it’s something.
>You smile, savoring your victory. You wrap your arm around her waist and press your still mostly naked form against her.
wwell then
i suppose ill see you again soon wwont i
>You place a deceptively gentle kiss on her lips.
>You kiss her back, smiling right back at her.
>It’s all fake, you would never be this gentle.
>But two can play at this game, and at these fake pleasantries, even if in the long run she can play at it so much better.
of cour2e you wiill. ii wouldn’t expect anythiing le22.
fempora:
glad you took it as such
but wwevve strayed from the point
do not
toy
wwith me
>You grab her by the shoulder, letting her see that you are serious. If the words “deadly serious” cross her mind, so be it. You’ve always held forth that in blackrom, nothing was sacred. In fact, you and Selah were proof of that.
>And you can see this for a threat that it is, because you know what can happen if you toy with her too much. Nothing was safe, there was always a possible threat.
>And you can get that.
>There are limits. You understand that there are limits, and if this is hers, then so be it.
>You’ll just have to remember that for when she pushes yours.
fiine, iif that’2 how you want iit. no toyiing wiith you. ii’ll keep that iin miind.
>And you smirk at her, as if only you get the joke.
>It probably comes out less confident than you wanted, but it’s something.
fempora:
hate it yes
thats the point isnt it
but knoww theyre there
an knoww its pointless to fight them
oh you can try i do hate it wwhen you try
but you wwill nevver wwin
ii’m not an iidiiot. ii’m not ju2t goiing two forget about 2hiit liike that.
ii’m not goiing two roll over iif that’2 what you’re expectiing, but thank2 for the warniing.
fempora:
>You approach her, tracing a finger down her neck, clearly outlining a vulnerable spot.
wwell wwhat else did you think gettin into a blackrom wwith me wwould be
you kneww wwhat youd havve to deal wwith
after all you knoww the vvery
wworst
parts a me
>You meet her gaze, holding very still in front of her.
ii hope you diidn’t expect me two liike those part2, though. becau2e ii don’t.
ii hate iit.
>Which is the point.
>That’s why this is black and not red.
fempora:
selah-captor:
fempora:
yes
>You step rather pointedly on her toe.
youre here because you surrendered to me
you please me
you servve me
>You take a step back quickly and sneer.
ii don’t remember that beiing iin any agreement.
again
you agreed to this
you shoulda knowwn the full implications
in fact i think that you did
well clearly we’re rememberiing thiing2 diiferently. iif you really thought ii wa2 2urrenderiing my2elf, you mu2t’ve been crazy.
fempora:
yes
>You step rather pointedly on her toe.
youre here because you surrendered to me
you please me
you servve me
>You take a step back quickly and sneer.
ii don’t remember that beiing iin any agreement.
fempora:
selah-captor:
fempora:
>You can only manage to get your underwear on before you look at her pointedly, a truly dangerous anger suddenly showing in your eyes.
yes
but it should be your goal to keep your owwn skin safe
i havve goals in blackrom just as much as redrom
mustnt displease me you knoww
>You smile wickedly, showing off your sharp teeth.
>And that works for you fine; you didn’t want her as your kismesis because of any desire to be safe, not at all.
ii’m pretty 2ure my 2kiin ii2 2afe enough. after all, ii don’t thiink you want two be lo2iing any quadrantmate2, riight?
>It is a legitimate question.
>You smile back at her, although it’s nowhere as wicked or dangerous or confident as hers.
>You slap her. Perfectly acceptable in a blackrom, but your rings made sure that it stung quite a bit.
noww that wwas uncalled for
remember your place
>Not even beneath you because of your blood. Beneath you because she was a worthless, self-righteous temptress and a coward besides.
>Yeah, that’s pretty true as far as you’re concerned, but like you’re going to give in to that.
>You look right back up at her, rubbing your cheek and standing up again, arms crossed.
wa2 iit? ii diidn’t notiice.
fempora:
>You can only manage to get your underwear on before you look at her pointedly, a truly dangerous anger suddenly showing in your eyes.
yes
but it should be your goal to keep your owwn skin safe
i havve goals in blackrom just as much as redrom
mustnt displease me you knoww
>You smile wickedly, showing off your sharp teeth.
>And that works for you fine; you didn’t want her as your kismesis because of any desire to be safe, not at all.
ii’m pretty 2ure my 2kiin ii2 2afe enough. after all, ii don’t thiink you want two be lo2iing any quadrantmate2, riight?
>It is a legitimate question.
>You smile back at her, although it’s nowhere as wicked or dangerous or confident as hers.
fempora:
>But you actually enjoy feeling that, proof that she considered you worth it as well as a base physical reward. Your lip curls into a sneer.
heh
clearly you still knoww absolutely nothin about me
>You decide to retrieve your cape first, letting it drape over you in a manner that you consider quite alluring as you retrieve the rest of your clothes.
like are wwe evver goin to actually introduce a pail into this situation or are you just toyin with me
>For just a moment, your voice darkens.
you knoww how i dislike bein toyed wwith sel
oh, and thii2 wa2n’t enough for you? hehe, 2lut.
>WOW THAT PROBABLY WOULD’VE SOUNDED BETTER WITHOUT A LISP.
>You sit up again and watch her. Always going to make herself look a certain way, always putting appearance first. That’s just like her, and you’re not going to pretend that it doesn’t irritate you, and that it always has.
yeah, ii know. iit’2 not my goal two make you happy, iin ca2e you forgot.
fempora:
selah-captor:
fempora:
>Well. You’d gotten what you’d asked for, and now you were wondering why you’d doubted her. And you’re also just the tiniest bit humiliated at the state she’d gotten you into. That she’d always have that little mental image in the back of her mind whenever she wanted something to dangle over your head. Not looking at her, you reach for your discarded skirt.
>You sit yourself back and watch her move to recover her clothes. You can still feel your skin glowing and burning still, in a way that burns. You’re more than a bit proud at the state that you were able to work her into, and at being able to reduce her to this.
>You turn back to her when you see that glowing. She didn’t use her psionics in situations like this all that often. Had you increased her confidence? How dreadful.
wwhats this
another powwer play
>You run your finger up her black, feeling the electric tingle.
>You let out a light shock when she touches you, letting it make an arc between your body and hers.
>It’s mostly pent up energy that’s finally being released right about now, so it’s not enough that it’ll really hurt her.
>Just a sort of general reaction to high levels of hormones and excitement.
nothiing two much, don’t worry; ii know you wouldn’t be able two take much more twoniight.
