Marcus
Marcus shook his head and said, "Nah, i'll save that for when I beat you. I am sure we can kill a monster easy. Its not worth waging your body on."
His eyes never left her piercing glare. In fact, they dismissed them, as if he had seen something sharper before. He closed the distance between them, breaking into her personal space without even a second thought. He reached out for her breasts, ready for her to deflect his hand. "But, if you fall on your face with your ass in the air, don't think I won't fuck it."
I want to earn it, but I will absolutely still abuse it.
Rundas
"So you desire to touch me?"
If the demon's look was surprised, it was only for a second. Her expression rippled like a lake and soon became a maelstrom of malice. At that moment, her eyes became pregnant with desire, and she realized just how much she wanted this insolent worm to kneel to her. On that moment, her shadow throbbed and became that of a monster, expanding hungrily behind her.
As if to respond to her bold claim, her frigid hand slipped under his shirt and sensually stroked his muscles with lithe fingers, only to travel under his pants and wrap her hold around his shaft and testicles. Their foreheads and glares clashed in intensity, for even as a demon or a human she had always been too proud to refuse a challenge.
"I'm afraid the odds are stacked against you, but very well.
Back at you, I will enjoy this game to the fullest. I'll make you mewl and moan for mercy, toy with your body whenever and wherever I please. You will be my dog, a naked cur whose tongue will crawl as I command, a toy for my entertainment and pleasure alone, a ripe fruit to bite into until there is nothing left but waste."
Her breath was oh so sweet as it neared him even closer, and his eyes were practically locked against hers. Any closer and they would be kissing, but even then she didn't care. Her words grew soft, gentle, as a lover. And yet, her grin was utterly chilling.
"The moment you falter I will plunge my lance into you over and over until its shape is all your body and mind can remember, and I strip you of any and all reason. All you'll need is me, and nothing else. Your ass is mine, punk."