Rafael's Choice - Darius and Crew

Okay, this wasn't messing around. This was metal and spikes, spikes that pierced the flesh. He gave her pain but he also looked at her wit warning through gritted teeth."

"Careful .. spikes."

She smiled.

"I am aware of the spikes."

And she hit him again -- as though she honestly didn't give a damn about the spikes. Being metal, it's not like he could be staked.

No, but they did damage, A lot of damage. Oh, there was pain too and he screamed one time when the spice slices through a tendon. Still, you could destroy a heart. Or the brain, beyond repair, with something like this.

He still let out screams as she hit him with the spiked ball. She migyht have been careful but it hurt like hell. And he knew pain. Being skinned was pain. This was just brutal force though.

Each time he screamed, he could see her shiver. Every single jolt through his body seemed to hit her as well -- causing a soft, low moan to come from her throat.

She was, in fact, enjoying his pain immensely.

He shook his head, trying to find his voice..

"I hate brute force.. so .. sloppy."

taunting the woman with the giant spiked mace. not smart.

She couldn't help but grin at his words.

"It's not about what you want, now is it?"

"Hey.. if this is you.. "

He seemed to imply more but didnt say it.

"my god prefers finese."

She paused and tilted her head.

"There is finesse in this. You just don't realize it because I'm flaying you."

He shook his head.

"This is beating to a pulp. Not true flaying."

She snorted.

"You're not seeing your back. I am."

He shook his head.

"You beat a body against concrete, the skin comes off sooner or later. Doesn't mean its finesse."

She laughed again.

"There's a finesse to it. And to what I'm doing. Though I'm curious as to what 'finesse' that you think your god needs."

"I said prefers, not needs. release me and come up here and I will show you."

She tilted her head and considered that.

"On one condition."

"Oh, what condition is that."

She smirked.

"The same rules that you applied to yourself in this situation apply to me."

He laughed.

"Like I would expect anything else?"

She shrugged.

"I won, so I didn't expect you to expect anything."

He somehow managed to smile.

"Rub it in. Nice."

She tilted her head, confused.

"What? I did win. Fair and square."

"You did, though fair and square is in question. But the truth of it is that you won and I kept my word and you set the rules."

She smiled and started to unhook his chains, though she was still wary.

"True. But the rules were different for me."

"How so?"