Cricket Creek Bog comme un boomerang

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Mmmm. An ass-kicking. That sounded nice. He runs his tongue thoughtfully along his lower lip, considering her words. He really ought not to cause trouble, so new within the ranks of the Saints—but it is tempting. It's been a long time since he's indulged in some harm.

I'm sure you could take my ass, Donatien replies, then chuckles as the double-entendre comes to him. Now that was impossible in this circumstance. I believe you, Regent, though I'd like to see it for myself.

How far to push? He watches her face, waiting for the most inifinitesimal sign of breakdown. She has kept her composure; he could do this all day long. 

The rake lifts his chin, cocking his head to the side in question. Care for a friendly spar?