Izou seemed to be taking some kind of pleasure from doing this to her. And she was hating it, why? Because this could never be a thing that got her to orgasm. But here he was just the same, claiming she could and would get what she wanted as soon as she started reaching climax. Lies, she couldn't do anything like that given the current circumstance. So obviously, this was some sort of power play. He wanted something from her and she had no idea what it was, but he was willing to torture her in what she would consider the most annoying way possible to get it. The blonde's haughty attitude was visible all over her face. "This isn't luck," she claimed easily.
But maybe it was, lucky for her. Apparently Izou didn't think she'd come to the right conclusion on her own and decided to keep talking. He made the claim that she couldn't get off in this city without him doing the work or her doing the work herself. This was pretty much true. No one else would treat her with the necessary roughness that she required to reach orgasm. So, she was to be honest with herself in a moment like this. Huh, of the types of men who managed to bed her properly were few and far between. Right now that number included only, Jason and Izou. Jason had said something similar but unlike Izou he had the means of forcing her to say the truth. 'This is why I hate men,' she thought with a roll of her eyes.
In the meantime, Izou was committing to slow stroking her at a speed and gentleness he knew wouldn't make her achieve orgasm. Men were all the same. Here he was again, trying to force a thing he shouldn't. Izou should have just accepted his place, and did what he knew he should not asking for more. Icarus tried something similar and fell into the ocean. Hm, what a strange memory she was having. Izou wasn't even her type and still he wanted this undue control over her, yes it was just her body, but it was hers. He had no right to aim this high, he should have taken just what he was given, he already was getting extra, why couldn't he appreciate it? At this rate she'd probably end up having him killed. Ugh, that would involve so much trouble though, why was he like this, people like him shouldn't reach and here he was, reaching. She wasn't something someone who didn't suit all her needs should ever be trying to control. She didn't like the idea of being under anyone's thumb but here he was, the second such person to exist. She didn't want him, he was just a layover so why was he trying to be like this? While she went through her options she was ever so quiet. He'd chosen badly, the most demented of Mai's faces and he was crossing a line. He claimed he didn't care about potential violence coming his way, but he really had no idea how long she could hold a grudge. Maybe she'd accept it for now, but the moment it became an annoyance. The moment it made her feel bad about herself, he'd be on the chopping block, same as every other man who existed.