[That whimper stirs Lina to half-lid her eyes, stirring up another bit of gay chicken with how close she draws Severa's face to her own, continuing to approvingly touch her face as she gives her a doting expression. Her thumb crosses over Severa's lips once before Lina smiles, coy but affectionate.]

I don't think it'll reach that point, dear Severa. You're still more than capable of bringing me to my knees, this will just give me more time to enjoy your work.

[Her words are quiet, silky, and dripping with earnest praise. She can play at dom all she wants, but Severa will be true to her word - within time, Lina won't be able to see, or think straight, absolutely lost to the bliss Severa's going to inflict on her.

And she's going to love every minute of it.]