"You know it." Lara gasped as she was rolled over, and arched her neck for Ella before exploring with her hand, teasing and then pinching where it was placed.

And she wriggled, her hand almost escaping Ella's grasp before it was pulled away. "Oh, don't we? We get to play by winding up and driving our tormentors mad." On her lips was a smirk.

And then she broke character and her tone lost its bratty amusement and switched back to normal. "I could be a good girl for you, Ella, but I'd need a few seconds to change gears. Do you actually want me to?"