The Thief in the Night

"Ugh!" Freyr grunted, the elbow hitting a particularily sensitive spot. As a result his hold on Cherise was lost, but before she could do anymore damage, he pushed her to the floor. He would then quickly straddle her backbefore she could get up. "I must admit, Cherise, it's quite a treat to stumble upon a beauty such as you." He would lean in to whisper in her ear. "I only wish we could have met under better circumstances...."

Hitting the floor, Cherise would rub at her neck, trying to catch her breath. It proved to be a mistake, letting him time to get on top of her from behind, pinning her to the floor. "G..Get off!" Her face was bright red as she started thrashing, not wanting him to say things like that. It was already embarassing enough fighting him in her underwear...

Cherise's thrashing wa easy to ride out from Freyr's position. Though to quell it he would once again grab Cherise's arm and twist it behind her back, making escape even harder. He would also use his other hand to pull back on her chin, putting pressure on her back. "You're quite a fiesty one, signora!" Freyr noted.

She would let out a whimper as he locked her into another painful hold, kicking her legs uselessly as she tried to toss her free arm back, intending to elbow him again. "Get off...that hurts..."

Freyr would let go, but not becuase Cherise had tried to elbow him, which didn't work because of the postioning. He let go becuase he didn't want to hurt her to badly. "I do not want to do this, Cherise my dear," he whispered to her again. "But you have forced my hand. One way or another, I'm leaving this dorm with something to take home."

Laying there underneath him, she'd grimace as she was released. But with both hands free, she'd suddenly push against the floor, trying to send them both backwards. "I won't let you!"

Surprised by Cherise's burst of strength Freyr was bucked off her with a surprised cry. He fell backwards onto the floor. He winced but was otherwise unharmed. "Oh come on," he groaned dizzily. "it's just one or two things. Okay, more like six."

"Its a matter of not letting thieves get what they want. Or liars. And since your both, I won't let you take anything without a fight." She'd get to her feet, only to start covering herself up a bit, realizing again that she wasn't exactly as well dressed as she'd like to be.

Freyr smirked a little. A girl as cute as Cherise would have morals like that. Tucking in his legs Freyr would jump back to his feet in a single fluid motion, righting himself at to face Cherise again. "Well, then," Freyr chcukled. "Good luck stopping me then, signora."

With him right in front of her, she'd take a step back, only to quickly duck low, aiming to bring her right foot out in a leg sweep, hoping to knock him back down to the floor. She may have a problem with being indecent, but it didn't mean she'd be a pushover.