Threatens her. (MF, brief)

“You should watch your mouth girl,” he glared down at her with a grin, he let her go, his hand coming up to her chin, his thumb caressing her cheek. “Anyone else talk to me like and I’d break their jaw. You’re lucky I like your pretty mouth so much.”

Ciri stared up at him, her eyes wide as his dirt covered thumb traced over her bottom lip. She let out a hiss of breath between clenched teeth. She hated this man, she hated all of them.

Her dagger was latched to her belt and she knew if she slit this man’s throat here and now she would better for it, hell, the world would be better for it. His thumb pressed harder against her bottom lip, pushing past and against her teeth and the man’s grin grew wider.

Ciri tensed with excitement, she could feel the dagger on her waist, a comforting weight on her belt, cold steel waiting to be used. He was big as an ox but just as smart. All she would need to do would be to open her mouth, let that filthy thumb of his slip between her lips, give it a little suck, a little nibble, and the fool wouldn’t be able to think of anything but the hard cock between his legs. How easy it would be to unsheathe the dagger and slip it across his throat ending his pathetic existence.

It would have been a fitting end for the man, exactly what he deserved. But others still lingered around the camp, pitching tents and starting cooking fires, it would be foolish to kill a man in front of so many. If they were to sneak off into the woods, if she led him away, reached out and slipped her hand around his cock what would he do then? What would he do if she pulled him deeper into the forest and fell to her knees before him? Give him a final parting gift of her lips sealed around the tip of him, wet and warm.

A different excitement filled Ciri’s mind and she imagined it playing out, she would tease him at first, let him use her just a little bit, a short blowjob would not hurt, and if he was too die it would only be fair if she let him fuck her one last time. She pressed her thighs together trying to find relief for the throbbing pleasure building there. Maybe up against a tree, her back and ass grinding against the bark, fuck it, maybe right here in front of all the other men, give them a show they could remember--

“Save it for later.”

A voice interrupted Ciri’s thoughts and she pulled away, the man’s thumb coming free from her mouth leaving a line of saliva dripping from where she had been absentmindedly sucking on it. He gave her a cocky, knowing smirk before they both turned towards the voice.