Artemis just laughed, the sound a little woozy. Jerking her head back like that really hadn't helped clear her vision, and it was getting distinctly swimmy now. "Call me that again," she purred. "I love a filthy mouth."
Her vision wasn't swimming enough that she couldn't take advantage of Max letting go of her legs, of course. He'd pulled her close, one foot between hers. Opening himself up to a whole world of pain. She brought her knee up sharply, still smirking as she connected.