[ Hei makes a murmurous noise in his throat -- not heated but decidedly unhappy. After a beat he lets his hands drop at his sides. Slumps back with them, with a little thunk against the headrest, as if his bones have dissolved into lead. Some perfectly lucid part of him scowls at the idea of being treated like a pooch. He'll be sure to get payback, one way or another. If not tonight then at a later date, when his limbs aren't quivering like jelly. ]
[ Aloud he mutters, ]
Should've known you were a closet Dom.
[ It'll be just his luck if she turns into another Amber. ]
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[ Aloud he mutters, ]
Should've known you were a closet Dom.
[ It'll be just his luck if she turns into another Amber. ]