Kara snorts, though it transforms into a slow, low groan as she hitches a leg up to widen her position. Her eyes are positively spitting fire at him and she can't help but draw her lower lip between her teeth. Anger itches under her skin but so does the refusal of her stubborn personality, keeping her from giving in. He knows just the things to say and do to press her pretty little buttons and she comes back, again and again. She can't really see herself doing anything different for the time being.

"Oh, I can get by without you."

She hums at a particularly nice sensation, her own lie sitting heavy in her throat alongside the moan.

"But you know there'll never be someone who can pull you apart like me. Every time, Wolfwood. But why deny it longer when I know you're dying for this, for me stretching you just the way you like? Til you feel like you're gonna burst..."