[ you all think you're so witty. grunting another painful-sounding laugh, petering out quickly without breath to round it out, she palms at the arm curving her throat. there he is, muttering into her ear... she didn't expect it, but he's really getting her going!
the corners of her vision are beginning to pulse and blur. there's fire in her chest. she lists slightly in his grip, tail writhing, but it's not enough. he is too much for her to fight the way she wants, tooth and nail, like a monster fights, when she can't even take a breath. ]
...with me... won't you...?
[ but what she can do is force her arm... up, and she can let it—and the kanabo she's still clutching onto—swing back down like a pendulum. just in case she might bust a knee in sideways while she's at it.
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the corners of her vision are beginning to pulse and blur. there's fire in her chest. she lists slightly in his grip, tail writhing, but it's not enough. he is too much for her to fight the way she wants, tooth and nail, like a monster fights, when she can't even take a breath. ]
...with me... won't you...?
[ but what she can do is force her arm... up, and she can let it—and the kanabo she's still clutching onto—swing back down like a pendulum. just in case she might bust a knee in sideways while she's at it.
this is her last chance. ]