[Ana watches him with a wry smirk once the hit lands, even as his hands tighten in her hair - just as she thought, he does enjoy it. Unlike him, she's never really been around anything other than mortals or beings of faint supernatural persuasion, and so she had to be gentle. Overly so.
But she really doesn't have to with him, does she?
So in response, the hand in his hair tightens, fingers digging in as she tugs sharply. Her other hand drifts to the junction where his neck meets his shoulder, painted nails digging in; even if they heal quickly, she is curious to see if she can draw blood even for a second. Though it's a bit difficult to actually see at this angle, with her back still arched against him, but she can improvise.]
And leave me in suspense? That's so cruel, Belial.
[The knee between his legs also hasn't moved away just yet, but for now she keeps that still.]
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But she really doesn't have to with him, does she?
So in response, the hand in his hair tightens, fingers digging in as she tugs sharply. Her other hand drifts to the junction where his neck meets his shoulder, painted nails digging in; even if they heal quickly, she is curious to see if she can draw blood even for a second. Though it's a bit difficult to actually see at this angle, with her back still arched against him, but she can improvise.]
And leave me in suspense? That's so cruel, Belial.
[The knee between his legs also hasn't moved away just yet, but for now she keeps that still.]