Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-24487330-20140619233536/@comment-24487330-20140629022800

He wasn't sure how he'd managed to do it, but as soon as he earned some room for movement, Camo tried to wiggle out from underneath Sanguis. Unfortunately, she was as fast as she was strong, and she quickly adapted a new position that trapped him once again. Her raw power was almost palpable as her hands slammed into the ground beside his shoulders, and whatever perverse ideas had been running through his head were quickly overshadowed by fear for his own safety.

(Sweet mother of Vytal, she's strong,) he thought to himself, taken aback by her display of power. (She could crush me without even trying...! Can't very well escape her like this...and where would I even go? The creatures of Grimm would eat me alive if I went out there on my own...Shit, isn't there any way out of this?! Think, Vance, think...!)

It wasn't easy to keep a level head, since Sanguis was still just inches away from him, her expression gradually changing from wicked intention to muted contemplation. He could only imagine what she was planning, but he was sure that it wouldn't be pleasant, at least not to him. He wasn't kept in the dark for long, though, as she slowly started to lower her body back down onto his own. His bright eyes went wide as she brought her face nose-to-nose with his and questioned his decision in a rasping voice, the first words he'd heard from her yet.

Camo's surprise at finally hearing her speak, despite previous impressions, was offset by irritation at her irksome query, as if he hadn't made himself clear before. He didn't get much chance to make his aggravation known, though, because his attention was soon drawn to the soft weight of her bosom pushing down on him while she tried to coax him into consent. When that failed, the ruse quickly fell away, and she admitted her need to seek release for the excitement she felt. It wasn't that he didn't care for her plight, but he didn't like the idea of being forced to cooperate. On the other hand, it was getting hard to maintain his opposition in light of her suggestive gestures.

Soon enough, the provocative girl laid out her plan and proposed a mutual agreement of sorts: his willing compliance in exchange for assurances of consensual pleasure. He was rather distracted by the finger that was softly drawing lines across his face, but the part about "asking for your help" brought his attention around. Though somewhat awkward, he could tell that hers was a genuine request for his aid in channeling her frustration; given that his trying to help her may have caused some of that frustration, he felt partly responsible, twisted as the thought may sound.

Whether it was guilt or arousal that motivated him remains unclear, but at this point, Camo stopped struggling against Sanguis. What she'd said earlier was true - neither of them were going anywhere for a good several hours - and there was little point to remaining obstinate when he knew he couldn't really fight back against her. He grimaced and let out a deep sigh before timidly responding, "(Fine, we'll do it your way...I guess it's kind of my fault for getting you all worked up earlier...So, what exactly do you want me to do...?)"