Acererak kisses her again, nuzzling her and grinning until she seems to have recovered herself a bit.

Oh, you've got to teach me those, sweetheart. That was amazing.

Heeeeee.

Of course, darling.

Seems a bit hard to follow up on...

Well, I still need to scare her...

I'm looking forward to it.

What do you think about me threatening to kill her? Implicitly or explicitly.

(She pets Lace's hair, pining the girl as her alt sobs into her shoulder.)

She licks her lips.

So long as you don't actually do it.

I'll be cautious. But I bet I can sell the threat all the same.

Then go for it.

She grins at Eliese, then turns to nuzzle Lace, coaxing her into calming down some.

Lace bounces back pretty quick for someone who just spent four minutes basically entirely checked out from reality.

She nuzzles Acererak.

"Mmmmmm, that was - so much - but don't think I'm scared ma'am..." she says, a bit breathlessly teasing.

She kisses her alt, summoning a knife to her hand, and rests the tip on the hollow of her throat. "Oh, you will be, pet."

She tilts her chin back, swallowing reflexively.

Acererak pushes just enough to pull up a single droplet of blood.

"Now the question is methods... There's so many fun options here. Strangulation, evisceration, magic, crushing, fire... Something slow, I think, painful, wouldn't want to cut this short..."

That gets her tensing up! Not afraid yet, but - wary. Unsure if there's a bluff, here.

(She hasn't told them she's a demigoddess, almost no one knows or can tell that - she can survive nearly anything, and can enter a false death state if she must, but they might push - )

She shivers, whining a bit, low in her throat.

She drags the knife down Lace's sternum, pressing enough to paint a pretty trail of blood.

To Eliese: "What do you think, darling?"

"Strangulation," she says slowly, "can have a nicely personal touch... though a noose is easy enough to tie. Rig one to have her just at the edge then cut her organs out one by one. Cauterize the wounds and provide healing... It would last quite some time, I imagine."

She hums. "That sounds lovely. Though there's a special delight to feeling someone's pulse jump under your hands..." She rests her free hand over Lace's neck demonstratively, the heel of her palm pushing into the cut at the base. Pushes just a little.

Lace's kink brain kicks in before her fear brain because she is very herself - she moans as both feelings start swirling in her head at once.

"We could work together," Eliese says. "Best of both worlds."

The thought of Eliese with her hands around Acererak's alt's neck is startlingly hot - Acererak tilts her head back, moaning a little. "That sounds lovely, darling."

And, leaning down to give Lace a kiss (her hand squeezing around her neck), "Do you need to be tied back up, good girl? It's okay if so." Perhaps her arms fixed behind her back, to give Acererak clear access to her vulnerable belly...

She makes what is probably the most conflicted noise in the multiverse.

"I think that's a yes," Eliese says.

Giggle. "I think so, too."

She pulls Lace into a sitting position, kissing her more - gestures, and magical shackles shimmer into existence around Lace's wrists, dragging her arms behind her back with no regard to her comfort, securing each wrist to the opposite elbow with far too short lengths of chain, forcing her back to arch quite uncomfortably (and very, very attractively). "You can sit behind her, darling, if you want..."