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She chuckles at that, then fists her hands into the cloth and uses it to tug him up into a sitting position. Which leaves her free to then pull the shirt over his head entirely. "Are you sure you wish for mercy?" She ducks her head, and kisses his neck once more--then bites again, not quite hard enough to leave a mark. She grips his forearms to hold him still as she continues, kissing and biting and sucking the skin as the moves along his neck and down to the shoulder. "Or would you as tamely submit to my will, were I relentless?"