The blood you bleed Is just the blood you owe

The creak of the table against the floor was her only signal that he was after her.

The giddiness in her head did not abate as she found her self shoved against the wall. Her head rocked side to side with a wide grin until he pressed in soft and close. Her breath stumbled against the ribs of her chest, heaving from the efforts of scrambling so unsteadily. They never asked twice... they never tried again. The floaty giddiness fluttered into a fog of her mind as her eyes searched his coiling silver crucibles. Was that... genuine earnestness?

Her eyes danced between the triangle of his gaze and his lips. The giddy effervescent demon in her belly told her to see what would happen if she said no. The buzz was starting to wear off, running through her system like lightning.

She was actually startled by his please. Held against the wall she reached her nose forward, her eyes locked on his lips and her own seeking his. Maybe... She lightly brushed her lips against his. Seeking him, giving him the answer.

"Speech"