[ "Gladly". She should be focusing on the relief that pours through her now that she knows with undeniable clarity that he means to have her more than once rather than toss her aside like a used rag, but it falls temporarily to the wayside in the face of his smug, irritating grin. What an asshole.
She sniffs, indignant and prideful, and begins to lift herself fully from his cock. It's difficult to look affronted when his come is leaking down legs that still seem to shake when she stands, but she doesn't let that deter her from trying. ]
I'll think about it.
[ At the very least, she can pretend he has to work for it, that she doesn't immediately want to jump his bones again. She aims for nonchalance as she turns her back to him, hobbling her way over to her satchel to begin pulling out the rations she'd stowed away. ]
w all the strength of a great typhoon
She sniffs, indignant and prideful, and begins to lift herself fully from his cock. It's difficult to look affronted when his come is leaking down legs that still seem to shake when she stands, but she doesn't let that deter her from trying. ]
I'll think about it.
[ At the very least, she can pretend he has to work for it, that she doesn't immediately want to jump his bones again. She aims for nonchalance as she turns her back to him, hobbling her way over to her satchel to begin pulling out the rations she'd stowed away. ]