[ Ruby was starting to wonder if he would try to hold out for the help that's not coming, which would be a terrible idea for him, all things considered, but she can practically taste his desire, and wonders how much of his helpless writhing is about the pain of his restraints and how much is his vessel's instinctive drive to press against her. She shamelessly enjoys this, his bloody and strained chest against her, all of his pained and lustful noises, and just the fact that something so powerful and arrogant is bound and helpless beneath her.
She knows she shouldn't let that particular power trip go straight to her head, but when he utters a please her lips are already curving into another pleased smile. There might be a flicker of wicked amusement behind it, but she's also genuinely pleased that she might have something to gain here beyond some momentary fun. Sure, killing him would be something to brag about, but it wouldn't really gain her anything.
So she slowly slides back down to the floor, casually dropping that feather to the side while she settles her hands on his waist. While she speaks she starts working his pants open, deftly prying him out of them and letting them slip down past his knees. ]
Now we're talking.
[ Demons in general love making deals. Ruby's no exception. ]
First of all you tell me why you're in here. And don't even think about holding out on me. [ She reaches to pointedly pluck out another feather. Just in case he needed another reminder of his situation. ] I know a lie when I hear it.
[ It's a bit of a bluff, she doesn't know how convincing a liar he can be if he really tried, but she doubts he's in any state to make up believable stories. Especially not when her other hand if drifting down to trace her fingertips teasingly over his cock. He's not excessively tall or muscular, but she's pleased to see that his human body is nicer to look at than she would have expected underneath that trenchcoat and multiple layers he's worn every time she's seen him.
When she speaks again there's a different gleam in her dark eyes, and her voice lowers to a purr. ]
If you're cooperative we could have a little fun with this.
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She knows she shouldn't let that particular power trip go straight to her head, but when he utters a please her lips are already curving into another pleased smile. There might be a flicker of wicked amusement behind it, but she's also genuinely pleased that she might have something to gain here beyond some momentary fun. Sure, killing him would be something to brag about, but it wouldn't really gain her anything.
So she slowly slides back down to the floor, casually dropping that feather to the side while she settles her hands on his waist. While she speaks she starts working his pants open, deftly prying him out of them and letting them slip down past his knees. ]
Now we're talking.
[ Demons in general love making deals. Ruby's no exception. ]
First of all you tell me why you're in here. And don't even think about holding out on me. [ She reaches to pointedly pluck out another feather. Just in case he needed another reminder of his situation. ] I know a lie when I hear it.
[ It's a bit of a bluff, she doesn't know how convincing a liar he can be if he really tried, but she doubts he's in any state to make up believable stories. Especially not when her other hand if drifting down to trace her fingertips teasingly over his cock. He's not excessively tall or muscular, but she's pleased to see that his human body is nicer to look at than she would have expected underneath that trenchcoat and multiple layers he's worn every time she's seen him.
When she speaks again there's a different gleam in her dark eyes, and her voice lowers to a purr. ]
If you're cooperative we could have a little fun with this.