Written with the ample assistance of Leopald
"Yeah, yeah, I ain't a dead fish, don't try and put me back in the water" It had begun like that, Minx would push her Lion to the edge and back again without ever breaking a sweat; that was his job after all.
It had been a discussion of her numerous polygamous play partners and exploits, then he had attempted to end the conversation with two simple words, "Have fun."
No, it wasn't done and dusted and it couldn't be for her. She needed him to know he meant the most of all. She set out to do that, to seduce her Master and lover and well, entertain them both in the process. He had laughed over the dead fish comment though, perhaps still trying to deaden the conversation but when she really wanted to, Minx could be little more than simply persuasive in her pursuits.
"It's good for you." He told her, the chuckle ending slowly.
"Nah, I don't trust you not to drown me." Her lips split into a grinned, her voice dripping in sarcasm as she spewed his sadism out on the linoleum between them.
"Eh, if I want to end you, I'll find a more imaginative way of doing so." He told her offhandedly, obliterating her words by simply accepting them for truth, well, in a roundabout sort of way.
"Is that right?" She quirked a brow, almost coming off serious before she totally ruined it with another dry comment, "Holding my head underwater is suddenly not good enough huh?"
He simply chuckled in that soft, amused way she was so accustomed to and it brought her to a new level; something to push him with. That outstretched index finger found its target in the dead centre of his chest and she brought it back and forth over and over, prodding him repeatedly for a proper answer.
"Huh? Huh? HUH?!" She giggled like a silly little school girl.
"You're gonna make me demonstrate now?" He asked, perhaps not even seriously but to take the bait of the 'make' he mentioned would be to obliterate all chance of anything happening between them at all.
She giggled even more and attempted her best little innocent girl act, "Did I say I wanted a demo?"
"You're acting like it." He had that dangerous edge in his voice, the one that told her she could become entangled in whatever trap he had laid at any moment now.
Minx attempted to appear uncaring, casting a glance to the ceiling as she spoke, her expression still one of picture perfect innocence, "I never said a darn thing...how am I supposed to act about it?"
"By prodding me in the chest. Pretty much tells me that you're tired of living already." He said dryly, rolling his eyes at her with that almost triumphant glint in his eyes. He already knew he was going to win this, so did she but they were both incredibly stubborn and unwilling to admit it.
She wiggled her finger for his observation and held it close to her eyes, acting as though she were a surgeon examining a patient, "I don't think so...it's just a tiny little finger... See?" She held it up for him and grinned sheepishly.
"I will break it if you give me opportunity." He said in his almost too serious voice, bringing to bear that ruthless, uncaring mother fucker inside that she loved, hated, adored and feared like no other.
She wiggled her finger back and forth as you would when tell a child 'no' in an overly dramatic manner before she pouted and snatched it back quickly. Minx was unwilling to risk her finger in the light of Leo's threat, he was a Lion for a reason and her very own unpredictable asshole.
"That's not very nice is it? Gone and hurt my finger's feelings...and it does such nice things for you...to you..." She licked her lips salaciously and those pouty red rose lips dipped into a smug grin of satisfaction.
"What has your finger ever done for me? I think you're confusing it getting you off as nice for me." And so he'd begun to throw her whoring nature into the ring, the very reason she was called 'Minx' started to come to light...but, she wasn't going to take that, you know, lying down.
"Hey, don't even act like you aren't watching when it does what you tell it to!" She giggled and threw her tempting retort back at him, she should have known it would later end up like a pie on her face.
"I'm watching, yeah. Never said I wasn't." He winked at her and it caught her completely off guard but she took that as a very easy green light.
She rolled her eyes, still giggling as she pounced onto his waist, a knee slamming down on either side of his hips. Her arms locked up as she pressed a hand to the back of the couch on either side of his head and strained her neck forward to give her a very predatory pose.
"Been awhile since you have..." She murmured hotly to him.
"Yes it has... Its been a crazy couple of weeks, and you and I have been busy at the wrong times." He watched her closely as a sly grin formed on his mouth slowly, she ought to have been more wary but she never did learn to factor in everything he could do.
She nodded and feigned a small pout, trying to keep an act up to throw him off her next planned moves, "I know, it fucking sucks..." She ruined the pout as a grin crept over her face, amusement was always a weakness of hers when it came to acting. Of course, the same could be said for desperation and pain but she forgot those as her hips rolled up and against his groin quickly while her hands inched down the back of the couch slowly; heading for his shoulders.
"Are you trying to seduce me, fucktoy? Looking for an opportunity to get a cock claiming your needy little cunt?" He asked her flat out this time, no more games on his part and no more subtlety. She was truly inside the Lion's Pride now, she just didn't know it yet. But then, Minx was always a slow learner when it came to her Dominant.
She slipped her hands down to his shoulders as he questioned her, her fingertips moving in a piano playing motion as they trickled down his arms, her lips contorted in a smirk all the while, "Mmm baby, if I was trying to seduce you, you'd already be on top of me..." She cracked that oh so familiar grin that was just synonymous with naughty Minx at work, her head tilting to her right shoulder as she regarded him.
"You think I can't resist your cum slut advances, little bitch? You may as well just lay back and spread your legs for all your "skills"..." He chuckled and winked, it was like half a warning and a tentative search for her mood. She knew he was never serious of course, he would degrade her just as she desired but she wasn't the kind to be called worthless constantly; she couldn't handle it so he needed to be careful lest they end up in an argument instead of in bed. Thankfully, she wasn't too particular about it today.
She snickered and gripped his hands, gently lacing her fingers between each of his digits as she asked him, "Is that right?" Her thighs squeezed his tightly on either side, sandwiched his together, "Hmmm well, maybe we'll both find out huh?"
She took her opportunity and gripped his hands hard, slamming them back against the couch on either side of his head, pressing her upper body into the pin because he was much stronger than her and even with this; it would likely be all too easy for him to overpower her. She brought her lips teasingly close to his as though she were about to kiss him, just dying for him to take the bait as she pulled back slowly.
He broke into peels of laughter and pushed back against her, it became the lift of his hips that would be her undoing as he sent her tumbling backwards, lifting further and ensuring she landed in a heap on the floor. His lips split into a wicked grin as she hit the floor with a yelp and pouted, rolling onto her side as he spoke, "That's where you belong, fucktoy. If you want to be fucked, then show me. Let me see that wet little cunt, let me hear the need in your voice."
She had her head propped up on one bent arm, resting her cheek in her palm as her bottom lip trembled, "No fair Sir, you never let me get far enough anymore..."
She scowled slightly and sighed, giving in to him without furthering the dialogue, (that would surely get her in trouble) she rolled onto the flat of her back, tugging her flimsy white negligee up as she moved. Minx lifted her ass up and tore the white g string beneath it down her thighs, curling her legs up to peel it from her ankles before she placed the panties at his feet with a grin.
"You forget your place far too often, slave... I have to take opportunities to remind you, and you know it." He watched her carefully as he spoke in that ever even and cool tone, he never yelled and never whispered; consistent about how he spoke; she loved that about him, he could so easily command her with his voice alone and melt her entirely when he called her by her nickname 'fucktoy'. A crafty grin manifested on his visage then, keeping her alert for what would come next but, well, she was stubborn if she was anything at all. Unfortunately, she failed to account for one little thing; he was stubborn too.
