She continues her pointed, cruel rinsing, as though it makes any difference, as though his body isn't in terrible peril from combining loss of blood and icy water washing through the wounds. It isn't as though either one of them really care what happens to him-- although...
... hmm. With a pointed, sharp gesture, she switches the water back off, and then she sits back to survey him-- shivering, stripped, in that tub, looking very much like the naked, mindless animal he truly is when all his human pretense has been stripped away. Now, how to use this body for the purposes she desires? She certainly can't give him what he wants; she's done quite enough of that already. No, this is about her, and she must make certain he's aware of that fact at every point, in ways that even he will find impossible to take joy in.
"... if you'll pardon me," she says at last, and she stands, straightening her clothing, ensuring there is no visible blood on her, "I've something to attend to. I'm certain you'll be just fine right here, won't you?"
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Date: 2018-02-19 04:14 am (UTC)... hmm. With a pointed, sharp gesture, she switches the water back off, and then she sits back to survey him-- shivering, stripped, in that tub, looking very much like the naked, mindless animal he truly is when all his human pretense has been stripped away. Now, how to use this body for the purposes she desires? She certainly can't give him what he wants; she's done quite enough of that already. No, this is about her, and she must make certain he's aware of that fact at every point, in ways that even he will find impossible to take joy in.
"... if you'll pardon me," she says at last, and she stands, straightening her clothing, ensuring there is no visible blood on her, "I've something to attend to. I'm certain you'll be just fine right here, won't you?"