"Yes, you do." it was cute when they closed their eyes, like she was something that would go out of mind if out of sight. "Because you want it too." she put the knife on the counter, her hands were deadlier and since he wasn't looking, both her hands grabbed his naked sides, "Underneath your initial whiny reply of 'i want you to leeeeeeeave', what do you want.. tell me or I will use other methods to get it out of you." she squeezed his sides, her touch potent, like a drug that his skin was thirsty for since he denied it so much and she was not letting go.