"This is what I am doing," he said menacingly. His eyes glinted with ill-intent. In one swift movement, she found herself pushed back into the bed with Di Mo's heavy weight on top of her. He replaced the hand on her flesh with his mouth. Momentarily shocked and angry, Lily struggled, attempting to punch him off with her fists. He responded by pressing down even harder so that it became impossible for her to move.
"Di Mo, you — Ow!" She yelped suddenly as he suddenly breathed in, sucking her flesh in painfully. "Let go of me! Di Mo!"
He did so, although not after a few deliberate beats. Raising his head, he asked, "Will you stop complaining then?"
She nodded fervently. "Fine, fine, I will."
"Remember that you belong to me," he informed her candidly. "I can do what I want, and you have no say." He began rubbing the ointment on her again.
