(She chuckles once more.. you were a cute little thing. Scared someone was going to walk in, scared that you'll be demoted.. your body said otherwise too with such an empty threat on your lips. When she pressed against your clit Yelena knew that your feeble attempts to stop her weren't what you wanted. You could pull her wrist, you could scream for help... but no... you were whining and moaning just with her fingers over your clothed cunt. She could feel her own core slicken up at the mere thought of getting a taste of you... to grind her pussy against yours.. she sucked in a breath at that thought, but kept her composure as she spoke back)
You'll swear you'll... what? Can't finish that sentence huh? Because you're such a little slut for this Marleyan that you'd do anything to have me? Your little pussy throbbing with each word I speak huh? I bet you're nice and slick, I bet if I kept rubbing you it'll seep through your pants... heh... I bet you could cum even like this.. with all your clothes on. I should just let you crumble right here where anyone can walk in like you said. But I'm thinking even if someone did you wouldn't mind.. disgusting little squad leader
(Yelena spat as she continues to rub at your clothed clit before stopping before you got close to cumming)
Good for you that I don't feel like sharing. Now you have a private room right? I think it's time I got a tour of it, don't you think?
[Private...private room, right...I struggle to recall what you're talking about when the slick between my legs is overwhelming me with a need to kiss you, have you strip me down and do the same, and for you to shove me down between your legs and tell me to get to work. Which inevitably makes me think of all the times we've spent together in the past, usually ending up with me muffling my shrieks against my hand or being edged for so long that I'm crying and begging for you. All shame about sleeping with a traitor seems to leave, and it only comes back when you begin your maddening teasing again.]
[Everything that you accused me of is true. If you kept rubbing me I would have come, clothed but so, so exposed, for both your sight and anyone else had they walked in. Shit. It brings heat to my cheeks just thinking about it.]
F-fine, let's go. [Stepping away from you to get some clarity again, I hurriedly walk throughout the base with you close behind, giving strained smiles to anyone who looks at us curiously. Just waving my hand seems to be enough to put them off. If anyone gets too curious, I have absolutely know idea what I'll say or do, and I'm even less sure that you wouldn't just tell them. And then what? Get arrested or even killed? Or...I shudder thinking of it, but the other outcome would be them just assigning me to you as a punishment—if you want to be a Marleyan's pet, then that's exactly what you'll be. I can almost hear the captain saying it. And I hate that the idea doesn't bother me as much as it should. On the contrary, it makes my core moisten even more, thinking of being at your beck and call every day.]
[Once we're in my room, I look outside before closing and locking the door, sighing in relief right as my heart starts beating faster. This is my bedroom, but I feel like the guest, because you're undeniably the one in charge here. Ignoring the violent leaps my stomach is making, I face you with my back to the door.]
This is it. Go ahead and get comfortable, it's what you do best.