[ He's radiating indignation, shock, offendedness, and...oh? what's that? just the tiniest--the ever so slightest sliver--a teensy hint of...could it be....? arousal? ]
Those are my terms, Fukuda. Either you meet them, or I am through with you. You'll be nothing more than just another murderous enemy out to get me.
Oh, I think we're well past agreement by now, if her behavior is anything to judge by.
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No...no, I think I'll stay right down here.
[ because he's just been sitting on the floor this whole time while his neck heals. But with that statement, he lays back down, artfully, sensually posed. ]
[Oh. Hot. I don't know if that's an emotion but if it is, Fukuda is feeling it now. He's still a little confused but he thinks??? Everyone is on board??? So he's relieved.]
Ah, then I'm glad. [Chill vibes to go with your femdom.]
[ Vlad lets out a strangled gasp of a yell when Grell steps on him, but he reacts immediately, grabbing her by the ankle and yanking, hoping to bring her down to the floor as well. ]
Oh? Are you going to make me submit to you? [She'd like that, for sure. And with this emotionshare it's impossible to hide how interested she is in that idea.]
[ oh my god fukuda are you really thirdwheeling in your own relationship right now
He reaches up to grasp at Grell's chin, cupping her lower face in a firm, clawlike grasp. There's no particular tenderness or care in the gesture--in fact, the rougher and more painful it is, the better. ]
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Sir, you are being far too forward!
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No offense Mr Vlad but I'm not really interested in dating you...
[That's what he means by relationship, right?]
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I am only interested in one person romantically, and I have no intentions of cheating on her.
I meant more....carnally.
[ i want you all to know that that word came to me unbidden like a curse and i have not been able to stop wailing in despair about it since ]
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Only if you get on your knees and beg me to fuck you.
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Oh, Mr Vlad's pretty good actually, Grell. He's pretty rough.
[Now Grell has to deal with the knowledge that Fukuda has fucked this man.]
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[ He's radiating indignation, shock, offendedness, and...oh? what's that? just the tiniest--the ever so slightest sliver--a teensy hint of...could it be....? arousal? ]
Those are my terms, Fukuda. Either you meet them, or I am through with you. You'll be nothing more than just another murderous enemy out to get me.
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[HE DOES NOT WANT TO BE ENEMIES.
He's glad you're both horny but he needs everyone to come to some sort of verbal agreement.]
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We're the ones doing him a favor, after all.
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[He's trying to figure out???? If Vlad actually does want to be forced to beg??? Kinks are so complicated.]
I don't know if it's a favor since I did kill him... I just don't want anyone to be mad?
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Or I'll put you there myself, in a way you will not like~
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[HE IS LOSING CONTROL OF THE SITUATION!!! He is stressed.]
I think we should be able to agree on something and not fight about it?
[Please.]
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Oh, I think we're well past agreement by now, if her behavior is anything to judge by.
[ to Grell: ]
No...no, I think I'll stay right down here.
[ because he's just been sitting on the floor this whole time while his neck heals. But with that statement, he lays back down, artfully, sensually posed. ]
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Ah, then I'm glad.
[Chill vibes to go with your femdom.]
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Grell on top of him, twisting to land with a knee slamming into his stomach.
Then she just slaps him across the face.]
Did I say you could touch me?
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Anyway he instinctively gets to his feet when Grell falls, but then she has control of the situation so he just moseys over to crouch next to them.]
You should probably behave unless you want Grell to punish you, Mr Vlad.
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I'm not one who'll be made to behave so easily.
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... What should I be doing?
[Please guide me, girlboss Grell.]
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He reaches up to grasp at Grell's chin, cupping her lower face in a firm, clawlike grasp. There's no particular tenderness or care in the gesture--in fact, the rougher and more painful it is, the better. ]
There's no shame in submitting.
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Then why don't you? [She grabs at Vlad's wrist with both her hands, forces it off her face and down to the ground.]
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DID NOT REALIZE IT WAS MY TURN