"Your body seems to be enjoying this, even if you aren't." He said rather plainly, as if he were stating some common fact or even talking about the weather.<br/><br/>All of his action halted and he inhaled sharply, the air grew tense, foreboding and frustrating all at the same time as her captor simply held Viloet there. "Hmm... butter. I'd never actually considered that, but it could prove interesting." ...So much for tense and foreboding. Though it did prompt another, light-hearted reply "Perhaps I should settle on a gag then?"