She'd not said what he wanted, but at least she leaned into him as though what he made her feel was taking her strength away. It was within his power, to make her follow him in this descent. And she came along to his room, too, like they were going to have another adventure on the seven seas of imagination. Back then, she'd let him be the villain too. They were going to play other games, today. He smiled at her reaction at the colorful collection that still smelled faintly of her. He shrugged and looked away shortly at the mention of his parents. "Who's going to see, Haley?"<br/><br/>It was a question she should know the answer to. "My night-time friends? Do you think they'd care?" he indulged in tasting her mouth again, teaching her how to use her tongue to lace with his. She'd not wanted to kiss like this the first time, but now she was seeing the draw of being lewd. "That's the first time anyone asked about my parents in a while. Nice of you to care." he said, bitterly before taking out the day's tax from his pockets, waving her newest gift to him and then tossing them on the little pile of others he'd stolen from her.<br/><br/>"Do you think I'd get to have all this freedom if my parents were the kind to visit my room and check up on me?" he asked as he moved away from her, cock out from his jeans already. "Take off your clothes, Haley, and get on your knees." There was no threat in his voice. He imagined he didn't need to force her to do anything at this point. She come along, she was kissing him, not like someone who cared how his family life was working out, but someone who'd have his physicality, even if it meant wounds on her own relationship. The Haley he'd nurtured.<br/><br/>"Last time you weren't so good." he reminded. But it had been sweet, still, to let her taste his limb before she'd even kissed Cain's cheekbone. He stroked her arm to encourage her. We're in this together, and you're always letting me lead. If she was still pretending not to want this, he'd sigh and put his phone on the bed, playing his favorite video loud. He smiled, crooked, and looked her over, whichever event played out - he obedience or returning hesitation - he'd have his way. "Maybe if you busy your mouth, it won't lie so much." he meant to herself, about wanting all this, but she was free to remember her deceit to Cain, too.<br/><br/>He was growing impatient, and he was going to mold her further into a totem of lust that he could play with, if she insisted on thinking Cain was better for her heart.