Illyana was hoping Ignis would calm down, but was more than happy to entertain a small brawl. She struggled to keep him under her, but she was both too light, and Ignis a bit too strong, for that gambit to succeed. She gave a small cheer as he managed to roll onto his back with him under her, and then immediately had the breath taken out of her. His moist skin dampened her top, making it stick to them, but she didn't mind that, so much as she minded his scent in her nose, and her breasts pressing against his back. Which was to say, Illyana was absolutely into it. She pushed up and pressed back against him, but he wasn't budging.<br/><br/>"Hey! Get off me!" Illyana tried to push him off, both protesting and giggling, catching her breath. Was that it? Her brothers had thrown her around and pulled her hair aplenty, this wasn't even close to making her relent.  "You think you're hot shit? Hot, definitely. Shit? Absolutely." As she trash talked, she wormed her hand over to in front of his face, putting her hand right over his eyes. "You wanna play, kitty cat? Let's play." A mass of bubbles exploded out from the hand that was covering his hands, much more forceful than the softer ones she had blown at him earlier.<br/><br/>"You're not the only one with some experience!" She laughed madly as she wrapped her legs around his waist, holding on. She looked over at Enso sitting on the sidelines and gestured with her head, clearly asking him to give her a hand. She growled slightly in Ignis's ear, nibbling the earlobe playfully. "Two choices, furball. Either I keep kicking your ass, or you calm down. I've got<i>plenty</i>of stamina, and I play dirty!"