Thalia (Event 1.1)

{if Thalia Tease == 1}You decide to take her up on the challenge, but probably not how she imagined. Instead of overpowering her, you stop touching her altogether for a moment.

“Oh, sorry, didn’t know you weren’t interested in more”, you say in your most smug voice.

Then you leave kisses on her neck and on her torso. You let your hands wander under her shirt, between her breasts, her arms and her thighs. Her whole body tenses, whenever you get close to her breast, but you are very careful not to touch them. You leave trails of kisses on her, to her breast or down to her nether and stop shortly before you reach your destination. There’s electricity between you two and you make sure it isn’t discharged.

You repeat this again and again, until Thalia audibly moans when you get only slightly close to any of her sensitive areas.

“Touch me”, Thalia caves.

“What was that?”, you ask, acting as if you hadn’t heard her.

“Touch me.”

{elseif Thalia Domination == 1}

You go for her arms, trying to pin them down. She’s incredibly strong, but not stronger than you. And you have the height advantage. Thalia tries to grab your waist, to throw you off of herself but you quickly catch her arm. With one arm already under control, you are now trying to get the other one. But whenever you are about to get it, she either bucks her whole body up, nearly throwing you off balance or you don’t get her writs secure enough and she manages to rip her arm free again. It seemed she wasn’t going to make this part easy for yourself so it was time to stop holding back, you think to yourself. You throw the full weight of your torso onto hers, kissing her violently. With less room to move her arm, she loses the option to wiggle it free. You overpower her quickly and pin her arms down above her head. Finally, she lowers her resistance, only weakly trying to lift her arms every now and then.

“So, you have finally faltered it seems.”

Thalia doesn’t respond and instead just bucks against you, pressing her body against your groin.

While you keep holding her wrists with one hand, you finally pull up her shirt. Her breast weren’t large, but very firm. You give both of them a light slap, each slap getting a slight moan of approval from Thalia.

“Please, use me”, she says.

That was a first. There had been this power dynamic too, when you made out with her while you still were a regular soldier. But never to this degree.

{endif}