[Be as angry as you want, Sylvanas, Tig's not backing down.
She's cold under his touch, so unbelievably cold. He hadn't expected her to be, moving like she did, as alive as she seemed otherwise. The more he has under his hands the more he wants to get his hands on, to see how far it goes, but he can't if he's pinning her wrists down.
She forces his hands anyway, so to speak, when she lunges. Twists under him, bucks and lunges and it's instinct to go for her throat in turn, a hand around it, pushing up under her jaw, cutting off her airway, not that she needs it anyway. Pushes her back down against the mattress with a little extra force, leans in to press his nose to her neck. Nips at the skin on impulse, sharp but not enough to break it.]
Where's the fun in that? Be nice. Don't think I won't tie you down. Make things a hell of a lot easier for me if I did.
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She's cold under his touch, so unbelievably cold. He hadn't expected her to be, moving like she did, as alive as she seemed otherwise. The more he has under his hands the more he wants to get his hands on, to see how far it goes, but he can't if he's pinning her wrists down.
She forces his hands anyway, so to speak, when she lunges. Twists under him, bucks and lunges and it's instinct to go for her throat in turn, a hand around it, pushing up under her jaw, cutting off her airway, not that she needs it anyway. Pushes her back down against the mattress with a little extra force, leans in to press his nose to her neck. Nips at the skin on impulse, sharp but not enough to break it.]
Where's the fun in that? Be nice. Don't think I won't tie you down. Make things a hell of a lot easier for me if I did.