( head snaps again, turns back just the same. cheek is stinging red. a fire in her eyes, but not the usual one. not the one that's often followed by a transformation. she wants more. she wants -)
𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳.
[her lip quivered with a slight embarrassment at the sudden challenge. more torque thrown into the following one; a smack and impact so harsh that it caused her to incessantly shake her hand post-slap.]
( illyana doesn't flinch at the spit. maintaining direct eye contact as she cleans her face with her tongue. )
i intend to.
( hand slipping under her clothes, finding direct contact and forcing two fingers inside her without warning. pumping and curling them. )
[her legs jerked harshly the moment the greedy blonde palmed her crotch. a low hushed moan, followed by her face noticeably burning up. she spat directly at illyana’s lips.]
make me.
shut up, and...
( one hand pinning her wrists, the other palming at her crotch, shamelessly and forcefully groping her. )
take what i give you, like a good girl.