Rasha avoided the paladin's gaze as he pressed against her, looking away from Siva as his chin rested on her bare shoulder.<b>"Something wrong?"</b>She hissed in anger as hate briefly boiled hotter than the shame of her defeat, but controlled herself from trying to claw his eyes out. Something wrong? The arrogance of this man! She had been marked and treated like an animal and would never be able cast off the shame of it. Blood trickled down her arms from her balled up fists, dripping to the ground below and being absorbed by the wood that so hungrily claimed it along with her tears. A low sigh fell from her lips as his finger retreated from her slightly-gaping asshole, her body relaxing a bit now the most painful intrusion inside her was gone. Rasha arched her back, softly groaning as the finger inside her snatch retreated as well, dragging over her velvet inner walls and making her knees tremble with pleasure. The Satyxis would've preferred everything hurting to this betrayal of her body clouding her senses.<br/><br/>Abandoned by her strength, Rasha shook her head at Siva's attempts to compliment her skill.<i>"Not well enough..."</i>She admitted to both him and herself, pondering how she could have done better. Her thoughts were interrupted as his strong fingers pressed against her clitoral hood, her breath quickening as he teased the sensitive area. Rasha moaned shamefully as a finger filled her tight sex once more, pants fell from her lips, occasionally interrupted by a moan whenever the wriggling finger found one of the more sensitive areas. Despite her best attempts not to enjoy his touch, Rasha found herself beginning to lose herself to pleasure, drifting on the cloud of sensations. The hand on her breasts, his hot breath washing over her neck.<br/><br/>She couldn't answer Siva at this point, leaving him to muse to himself how beautiful and attractive the woman was when pinned between him and the cage's bars. Not even resisting the hand guiding her chin, Rasha swallowed as she looked into his eyes with her own green orbs. The fire and hate in her eyes had been tempered now, not broken but controlled. Their gaze locked together, Rasha found the pleasure burning in her body peak. She bit harshly down on her lower lip, enough to draw blood as her body seized up and stiffened, denying Siva the pleasure of hearing her cry out as her inner walls suddenly clenched down on the finger inside her pussy. Her body shivered and quacked, only remaining standing because of Siva's strong arms while her clear nectar trickled from her depths.<i>"Nnngggghmmmmmmmmm..."</i>The tension in her body set fireworks off in her nethers and head for well over half a minute before she began to wind down, leaving an exhausted Satyxis panting in Siva's arms and him likely wondering what the hell just happened.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>