*braces herself against the wall, one hand pressing flat against it, directing most of her weight that way* *breathes utterly wanton cries under your ministrations*
*somehow finds enough space between their bodies to slip her other hand down and swiftly unbuckle your belt* *drags down your zipper rather more slowly*
you're going to pay for that
*stops sucking on your earlobe just long enough to purr:* Promise?