She smirked and smoothed her hands over his shoulders, nose wrinkling in her good humor, "I'm implying how they mistake sex for love, although it was just really good sex."
She ran her hands down his shoulders to his chest, massaging it with her palms almost like a cat. Cass allowed the moment of anxiety to pass her by, selling herself on her own explanation. It had been a while since she'd had a decent fuck, after all. Moving her palms lower, she ran them up his stomach and over his nipples, pleased that he still reacted to her touch.
"I don't intend to become a slave..." She rolled her hips back into him, letting his length slide along the crest of her ass as she thought on the matter. There were words begging to be said, but she became distracted by his fingers delving into her. She released a low, pleased moan, moving against his fingers.
Still... She found her mouth reforming the sentence. "I don't intend to become a slave," she paused and pulled in a heavy breath as his fingers picked up the pace, "I'm going to kill a God."
The words were out of her mouth, words she'd always dreamed of saying but had yet to find a way to bring into reality. But now that she had released them into the world, a predatory grin wove its way onto her features. Slapping a hand down on his chest, she pushed herself up and off of him and onto her feet off the bed, leaving him hot and hard where he was. Doubts and questions about Krah fled her mind as her mind began to properly form the intentions she had been unconsciously thinking on since their trial in front of the fae.
Striding across the room, her long legs strong and confident, she twisted her hand to pull water from the basin to wash herself off with, returning it before grabbing up a towel and scrubbing herself and her hair dry. "I'm going to kill a God, Shark Bait, and you're gonna help. Well," her voice was rushed with a vicious excitement, "first we do this 'trial'. Then perhaps a preemptive victory fuck..." The idiots were sending them off to uncover the death place of Ajax, a man who had killed fae and fae gods alike. Surely there was something there that could be used for her purposes... She'd send Krah back with the ring of Ajax, allow the court to believe he had abandoned her and then enslave her to Kataigida, and in his home she would commit the deed. If she could find a way to force Krah to return with the ring to help her escape, things would be perfect. Even if he didn't and she was killed, it still seemed worth it.
Whirling on Krah, she stood before him confidently, a smug grin on her face, "That is, if you're up to it."