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[It's honestly a mixture of both. The location draws the eye, and it makes for a lovely and lewd display... and it also means that it rests right against her clit, adding a whole lot to any stimulation it gets.

Her relief is every bit as desperate as his when she finally feels him push into her; her voices rises sharply to a point, nearly a sob, her body so hot and incredibly wet, squeezing tightly around him. She arches her back as he pins her wrist, encouraging, thrilling in the feeling of him holding her down, using her to seek relief.]

Nh, hah, hah, oh, fuck...!

[He's not gentle in his thrusts, jostling her and making the bed creak with every forward movement. His free hand slides up her side, toys with her breast, before reaching up to curl loosely around her throat. He doesn't squeeze, though; it's more of a gesture than an actual desire to harm her.

Regina's moans and gasps spur him on, and he offers his own, quieter sounds in return. He has no words right now, his mind is blissfully free of anything but the building pleasure.]

[She seems to adore even just the idea, if her reaction is any indication; she stares up at him, flushed, her dark eyes lidded and painted lips parted with her breath. She doesn't seem at all afraid, or upset-- in fact, her pulse races even more excitedly beneath his fingers, the meaningless play-pretend "threat" thrilling.

She squeezes even more tightly around him where he's driving heedlessly into her, and she lifts her legs to hook them over his the best she can, her un-pinned hand curling desperately at the sheets as she arches to meet each of his motions.]

Connor... please... hah... hah...!

[Noting her apparent excitement to the idea, he does start squeezing a little. Not enough to cut off her air completely, but enough that she has to work for it. He groans as she tightens around him, thighs beginning to tense and tremble, and then his hand clamps down, restricting her breathing completely.

He watches her with the morbid sort of curiosity of a being who doesn't need air to function, but then he's coming hard inside her and his thoughts once again are wiped from his mind, only focused on the pleasure as he fills her. She'll be bruising under his fingers, but he doesn't care for the moment.]

[--!!!!

The pressure is even more exciting, and she tightens far more around his cock, squeezing almost desperately as she chokes out half-breathless whimpers and wordless pleas--

-- and then he cuts off her air entirely, and her body buckles beneath him, shuddering and squirming, her eyes rolling back in her head as she hits the edge so suddenly that it nearly makes her faint. She shivers, attempts to gasp, her chest shuddering desperately, her mouth dropped open to put the shining barbel through her tongue on display; her body clenches and pulses heatedly around him, hips pushing up with each wave of her climax.]

[He uses her to ride out his own orgasm, the clenching making it feel so much more intense- and then he lets go of her throat finally, letting her breathe. As he suspected, red and purple marks are blossoming around her throat in the perfect imprint of his fingers.]

...Are you okay?

[It takes him a moment to even ask, still recovering from his climax. He hasn't even pulled out of her yet.]

[It's a few moments before she can even answer-- her head reels and sings, and the second he lets the pressure off of her throat, she gasps sharply, shuddering and writhing as she desperately pulls air back into her lungs. Each gasp is marked with a moan, however, her pussy still twitching tightly around him even as she comes down, as the glossiness of her eyes fades and the world comes back into focus.]

-- ahh... hah...! Mhn... [She nods her head quickly, biting her lip as she gazes up at him from lidded eyes.] Ye... yes... hah... oh, fuck, Connor... yes, that was... mn...

[He shifts and pulls out of her to rest at her side instead, and traces his scaled fingers over her throat.]

You're bruised.

[He only feels a little bit bad about it. Actually, he's more worried about when they can go again. He props himself up on his elbow, looking down at her, raking his eyes over her body. The great thing about being an android? No need to wait. Over sensitivity is a non-issue, it will never be painful.]

Good.

[She breaks into a dark grin, lays her head back to bare her already bruised throat to him.

And then she catches his gaze, and she arches her back, putting her body on display... she leans in to catch his lip between hers, and then pulls away to whisper.]

That was fun... mmh, but if you like havin' me all helpless, maybe you should just tie me up. I'll be all yours...

[Connor considers that for maybe half a beat before getting up, padding over to his chest of drawers. He doesn't have many ties- he doesn't wear them often enough to need them. They're an accessory for if he wants to look particularly smart. But the point is he has them, and he picks one out and comes back over to Regina with it curled in his fingers.]

Get on the bed properly, then. And put your arms above your head.

[She stares up at him... and then breaks into a grin, her dark eyes glittering as she shifts herself on the bed.

And then she raises her hands up over her head, holding her wrists together, her back arched to put her soft body on clear display for him, the glittering barbells piercing her soft skin in such sensitive places.]

[He ties the fabric tight around her wrists, not enough to cut off her circulation but enough to keep her bound to the bars of the headboard even if she pulls.]

I should really invest in some handcuffs...

[He smooths a hand idly down her body as he talks, before pushing her legs open and settling between them again.]

Mm, weren't you a cop, honey? Do y'all not use cuffs where you come from?

[She shifts her wrists in their bonds slightly, curling her fingers, and smirks up at him, arching up into that touch, her legs lifting to curl around him.]

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