treat me right, buy me shoes

Hanako rolled with him, boneless and pliant as he positioned himself above her, a position Hanako was well familiar with by now. She let out an airy breath as she pondered the idea of being considered prey, something to be caught, consumed and savoured. It was an apt comparison in a sense, especially in moments like this when she was at his mercy. But if he wanted easy then he surely wouldn't want her, as where was the sense of thrill in something absolute and unshakeable? Azure's words claimed otherwise and Hanako couldn't help but feel a smouldering desire to call his bluff.

She pressed her lips into a thin line, determined to conceal any outward reaction as his teeth pressed against the softness of her pale ears. Just the right amount of pressure that her toes threatened to curl.

"We'll see about that, won't we?"

She shifted her legs, pushing out against him as though she wanted to be free of his entrapment. She squirmed, attempting to duck out from underneath his front foreleg only to let out a petulant huff when he cut off her escape. He never made this easy nor did she want him to, normal was boring and the thought of being treated all vanilla and genteel really did make her feel lukewarm and boring. Like one of those blank faced middle-aged woman who'd been married for half of their lives and pooted out more pups than she cared to count, instead of a young and fiery woman who saw little of the world beyond her own wants and desires.

Trying another method, Hanako instead tried to shimmy backwards towards the edge of the bed. The show she put on was awfully convincing, the indignant shine in her eyes standing out stark in the darkness as she pressed and shoved with her front paws. If he wanted her to stay put he'd have to make her.