She whimpered softly, feeling herself grow a little hot. She couldn't help it--the past few days, she'd grown used to his touch, and so she just responded to how she knew she should--when he touched her, it usually lead up into intimacy, so her body reacted instinctively.

"Zura! That's--!"

Hanamaru quieted, because she knew exactly what he was capable of. He was much bigger than her (in every way, apparently) and if she resisted, there was no telling that that wouldn't be the final straw here. She'd already been resisting him since she got here, would he let her resist again?

"D-do I have to-zura?" she asked, her voice quieter, a distasteful look on her face. "Um... please..." Hanamaru tilted her head down, putting a hand over her mouth, looking up at him through her dark brown lashes. "Please... fuck me, daddy...?"