[Sekhmet whimpers and moans at that tug and it sends a forbidden thrill of pleasure through her. She's still patching things back up with Shrike and she still has the guilt of how things got messy with Kohime, in part because of this intense lust that can take her over, a terrible and alluring master. The lust is like the violence that wells up inside her, another intoxicating pleasure, but it's so much easier to surrender to. It feels so good to be treated like this and be the center of somebody's attention.
And of course she hadn't meant being good in just this context, Sekhmet meant many different, sometimes contradicting things that she was trying so hard to do, but right now everything is blurring in a heat haze.
She trails kisses back down Paloma's leg, licking the smooth golden skin every so often. She's so beautiful that she must kneel down and offer devotion. Her hand on her chin, that little smile, will suffer no disobedience, and she surrenders to it willingly.]
[ some people want to be tormented and, listen, it would be irresponsible of her not to help. also, this is fun.
she flicks her leg back to sit up in an imperious pose, hands folded in her lap. it wouldn't be her if she didn't put an impromptu socratic-style philosophy lecture in here. ]
[She whines in disappointment when Paloma takes away her lovely leg. She thought this "good" stuff was a kinky thing! She'll be a "good girl," but she's too horny to philosophize!]
Um, I know that you wish for the well-being of your Unit, but I am not sure that that is what this situation is about... um, you're enjoying teasing me? I'm enjoying it too. Ah, I don't know.
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[ she smiles down at sekhmet indulgently, stroking her fingers through her hair again—
and then tugs back on her hair sharply, still with that gentle smile, sitting up to lift sekhmet's chin a little with her other hand. ]
Trying isn't what I'm looking for. I'm looking for doing.
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And of course she hadn't meant being good in just this context, Sekhmet meant many different, sometimes contradicting things that she was trying so hard to do, but right now everything is blurring in a heat haze.
She trails kisses back down Paloma's leg, licking the smooth golden skin every so often. She's so beautiful that she must kneel down and offer devotion. Her hand on her chin, that little smile, will suffer no disobedience, and she surrenders to it willingly.]
I'll be good.
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[ some people want to be tormented and, listen, it would be irresponsible of her not to help. also, this is fun.
she flicks her leg back to sit up in an imperious pose, hands folded in her lap. it wouldn't be her if she didn't put an impromptu socratic-style philosophy lecture in here. ]
What does it mean to be good, Sekhmet?
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Um, to bring good to others?
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she takes sekhmet's chin in her hand, and not with an entirely gentle grip; her nails are sharp. her smile turns sweet, again, though. ]
What kind of good are you going to bring me?
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Um, ah, I'll give you submission and adoration, I'll give you kisses and caresses, and other pleasures if you wish, and find them good.
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[ she lifts sekhmet's chin backwards, looking at her in an appraising way. ]
You're the type that really is always after her own self-destruction, aren't you. This is a bit reckless of you, isn't it?
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she's a tease.
[ she winks, and stands up. ]
Hope you have a lovely rest of the game.
Re: she's a tease.
[UGH she's disappointed and she feels like a pervert for it!]
Re: she's a tease.
[ she waves, and saunters off. ]