[ Good to see him enjoying her selection. At this stage in their relationship, Yoimiya is quite confident she has his taste buds figured out, both in drinks and sex. Following suit, she swiftly downs the other glass of vodka martini, eager to get started now that she's all hot and bothered.

The wickedness in his voice is exactly what she wants to hear, another lewd moan spills out of her lips just from listening to him speak. He hasn't even touched her between her legs and she's already terribly wet, aching for her beloved just from thinking about him dominating her mid-air. But... ]

Ah, you are sure plum full of ideas. Sounds like we're in for a good time tonight. However...

[ Grabbing a hold of the harness attached to his outfit, she forcefully yanks that cheeky bunny boy down to meet her at eye level. Although she has considerably calmed down from earlier, Tartaglia might notice there is a fierce flame burning behind her golden eyes. She's still carefully holding back, waiting for the perfect moment to strike but with each passing second, she's becoming more and more aggressive. ]

I won't be going down that easily, you're going to have to get me in those positions first if you wish to have your way with me. [ Still holding onto his harness with a firm grip, she brushes past his face to whisper her words of provocation into his ear: ] Bring it on.

[ Both of them riding the high of the altercation from earlier now with alcohol in their system make for a terrifying combination. ]