[ It's difficult to win when your opponent knows all your weaknesses. But also hard for Nell to feel like she's losing when exploiting those weaknesses means Kostos is giving her precisely what she wants. Doesn't that mean she wins, in the end?
She braces a forearm against the wall, holding herself back just far enough not to scrape her face on the stone and letting him do the work of moving, head hanging for a moment until his hand finds her throat. He'll feel her reaction to that: a clench of excitement around him, a breath sucked in in anticipation. The hand between her legs reaches back to his hip, slick fingers finding a grip where his pants are slipping down, nails like spurs dug into his flank. She lets his hands force her closer to upright and then leans forward eagerly into their grip. ]
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She braces a forearm against the wall, holding herself back just far enough not to scrape her face on the stone and letting him do the work of moving, head hanging for a moment until his hand finds her throat. He'll feel her reaction to that: a clench of excitement around him, a breath sucked in in anticipation. The hand between her legs reaches back to his hip, slick fingers finding a grip where his pants are slipping down, nails like spurs dug into his flank. She lets his hands force her closer to upright and then leans forward eagerly into their grip. ]