That Rasha's taunting was starting to get on Siva's nerves was clear as he turned to face her, and the Satyxis allowed her to slyly smirk at words. "<i>You told me to speak when spoken too, did you not?"</i>She said with bared fangs, grunting in pain as he grabbed the rope around her neck and pulled her closer.<i>"Nggggh, you're an idiot. I will not bend my knee and be your meek little prisoner just because of your delusions. I will make you struggle and suffer for each indignation you inflict upon me!"</i>She hissed, her fierce eyes full of fire and rebellion glaring up at him as he let go of the rope leash. She sank into a more comfortable position with a deriding snort. Even on her knees between the paladin's legs, the Satyxis remained stubbornly defiant. A stark contrast to the earlier weakness and tears she had shown, and likely an effort on Rasha's end to regain some of her face.<br/><br/>When Siva wrapped his hand around Rasha's horn, she let out a hiss full of hate, wincing as he tugged on it.<i>"Let go of my horns!"</i>The Satyxis shouted far too loud and quickly while she struggled to try and free herself from his grasp, legs scrambling to get a foothold on the floor while trying to move away from him.<i>"Aren't I your trophy already, you idiot? And a plaque with just horns on them will just make you look like a fool! Let go!"</i>Rasha's squirming was in vain, when their gaze locked and those brilliant eyes of her awoke something primal within the paladin. The Satyxis made a muffled sound of surprise when Siva pulled her up and against him. She had barely time to respond to the rough kiss and the tongue twisting around inside her mouth before he pulled away again, leaving Rasha flabbergasted and panting softly while she tried to process what just happened. Weren't these guys supposed to be chaste or something? Or at least unleash their pent-up need on choir boys or something.<br/><br/>Rasha dropped to her knees as Siva turned and just walked away from her without a word. Really, what the hell just happened? She stared at the paladin who looked just as stunned and surprised as her about his actions. Lying on his bed, the Satyxis wondered if he felt conflicted about her. If so, she could abuse such doubts to her own advantage. She rose unsteady to her feet, and briefly considered running while Siva was distracted, but bound as she was Rasha did not think her chances of getting away as very high. Instead she walked over to the bed, slowly sliding onto it and pressing herself against Siva's back. He could easily feel her breasts pressed into his shoulders, her warm breath running over his neck and her knee stroking his upper thigh. "<i>You know a hammock is more comfortable at sea, since it moves with waves. And when you hold a lover in your arms in one, it's like you're in a womb, sharing each other..."</i>For the first time, there was a gentle note to her voice. Soothing and seductive, and a little bit motherly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>