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[Yu just sat there, silently staring at what he was doing. He was... drawing her a bath? He just was okay with what just happened and here's a bath? Her fingers curled around the edge of the bath, jaw set and trying desperately not to shake in the rage that was bubbling up inside of her.]

...what do you think you're doing?

[She shot him a look, lips set in a thin line.]

You think you can start a bath and everything will be okay now? Do you have any idea what I feel like right now?

[ Her irritation wasn't unknown to him. He could feel it like an on-coming storm and he was almost tempted to wait for the crack of thunder to roll and a flash of light to ignite the entire area. Old habits, of course. Thousands of years with a thunder god and one learns what to expect. ]

You're filthy.

[ His tone isn't sharp at all but he is hopelessly inclined to needling. He should know better. He always knows better but it's so hard to ignore a chance to play.

For the first time he actually misses Thor.

He misses the pure fun in antagonizing someone for sport. ]

If I think I'm doing anything it's easing your way. [ A small smile. ] Hm, anger? Resentment? Rage? The spectrum is quite large.

[ He finally glances over to her. ]

Were you planning to narrow it down I shall I keep guessing?

[He might have gotten a clue, now that he was finally looking at her. Yu's eyes were dark with a desperate need that hadn't yet been satiated. Oh yes, her body was exhausted, and just sitting there was taking a supreme amount of effort. But there was far too much of that aphrodisiac running through her veins for her to actually just accept a chance to rest and clean up.]

[Her hand suddenly snapped out, grabbing Loki by his shirt and dragging him toward her, mashing her lips against his. It was sloppy, but she wasn't going to give him a chance to say as much. Her hands gripped his shirt tighter, practically tearing it off of him.]

Keep guessing.

[She murmured against his lips, very clearly wanting to fuck him senseless. The bathroom was a little too close quarters for that, however, and she hauled him up, trying to drag him out of the room.]

[ How she could still be wanton was fascinating in it's own right. Once her lips are mashed against his he can still taste the remnants of aphrodisiacs even through her less than desireable execution. However she caught his attention by even bothering to be forceful, to take, and it had him grin even as she roughed up his shirt.

He didn't resist as she pulled up him, leading back into her own room.

What would she do?

That was the always the fun of these sorts of games. He had plans, sure, but the amusement came from his curiosity simply to see what would happen.

He could care less how angry she was, his hand still found it's way to her hip, fingers sliding down to grope her thigh. ]

Frustration? [ He should learn to shut his mouth. ] Lust?

[He really should.]

[Yu didn't answer him, too busy with dragging him over to her bed and shoving him down onto it. She was on top of him in the next moment, grinding down against him like there wasn't clothing in the way. Her teeth were baring down on his neck, probably hard enough to break skin on a normal human being.]

[She didn't know where the energy was coming from; probably because she was both that pissed off at him and that much desperate for relief. Stupid, stupid boyfriend...!]

[ Well, well. Isn't she feisty. He didn't fight going down onto the bed but he wasn't expecting her so quickly. Her grind gets a genuine moan out of him, but he's been hard since he left her. Really, who was going to find in thirty minutes?

The shock of pain makes him hiss, a defensive reaction more than one rooted in pain. No, he was starting like what pain could do mixed in with sex and he only had himself to blame for indulging.

The first thing reaches for is her shirt, insisting on pulling it off despite her aiming to mark him with every angry bite. ]

[Yu pulled away enough to grab Loki's hands, ripping them away from her shirt. No, no; she was the one in charge here, not him; she pinned his wrists to the bed, attacking his mouth with hungry kisses until her lungs were burning. She pulled away with a flip of her hair, staying just close enough so her lips brushed against his.]

How does that make you feel...?

[ He let out a frustrated noise choosing to contend with his trapped spot on the bed in frustration than risk hurting her by exerting some of his own strength. She was being unnecessarily difficult from the way she stole his breath with her lips to the pout she put on his visage by pulling away. No he wanted more than that.

How does it make him feel?

With her body locked so close to his he presses up into her, the bulge of erection propped right against her sex. If only he didn't have pants in the way he might just take her. But he was walking on thin ice already. ]

What do you think?

[ Oh, he was most certainly frustrated and it was bleeding into his tone. ]

[She leaned back, settling on him with a triumphant look on her face.]

Desperate? Lusting for me?

[A smirk came to her face, nudging down on him teasingly.]

You want me.

[It was less a question and more a statement of fact. Even if it wasn't for the look on his face, she could certainly feel how much he wanted her.]

[Good.]

[She grabbed him by the shirt again, slipping off of him and pulling him up with her. That cocky look dropped from her face, and instead there was all the anger and frustration that she was feeling from what Loki just submitted her to.]

Then suffer with that feeling, because I am not touching you for the rest of this month!

[In the next moment, she was ushering him toward the door, fully intending to throw him out in his current state.]

[ . . .

He was very confused when he was being dragged back up then it started to click as he stumbled behind her, following. How could she be so angry over something she enjoyed? Humans are such ~~idiots complex creatures. ]~~

Don't you think that's unfair? [ He scowled. ] I didn't try to kill you or something.

[She tossed him out of the room with barely a word, slamming the door in his face as soon as he was out the door. A click followed soon after the door was closed, as if emphasizing the fact that she was serious.]

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