Squishy, Squishy

"Joke... Honey peach. Joke. I was joking."

Kaisen stammered, his voice trembling slightly.

Alice loosened her grip on his face, but her glare didn't soften.

"I hope so. Or else I'm gonna rip your dick off."

She said with a huff, turning around to unpack her own stuff.

Kaisen let out a nervous chuckle, rubbing his cheeks where her fingers had dug in.

'Oh, fuck! What was that?'

He had clearly felt it—something seeping away from his body.

It wasn't painful per se, but he felt strangely cold and tired.

He knew he needed to calm her down before she tried something like that again.

Leaning down, he whispered in her ear, his voice low and warning,

"Shut that foul mouth of yours, or else I'll stuff something else in there to make you shut up."

She instantly froze when she heard those words.

Her face flushed, and her lower lips tingled.

She loved it when he dominated her.