Alecto didn't find any pleasure in it, it was boring, and while it distracted her for a few moments, she was suddenly left bored all over again. A rather frustrated sigh escaped her lips, as she tossed the spinner across the room and glanced over at Rabastan's feet. Did she really push him that hard? She was going to watch how rough she could get with a person. Then again, she was positive that Rabastan would be able to handle it, after all if Amycus could tolerate the frequent punches, and assualts, Rabastan could, too. Yeah?
Shifting on the bed, Alecto stuck her head over the side to peer down at him, raven black hair drifted to frame her face, as dark eyes watched him closely, "You really enjoyed that, didn't you?" One brow quirked curiously at him, as those lips curled into a broad smirk.
"So what now, love? And if you tell me more muggle games, I will kick you out of my room." A rather childish approach, but hey! Who said Alecto was mature?