Sweeney cups her face, sinking his fingers back into her hair while his eyes dance over her features for a moment. His grin swells wide and wicked.

"Fuck yeah, I am." He claims her mouth hotly, urging his body against hers. He's hungry for her, the image of her taking Dorian, the feel of being inside her, the way he wants her to subjugate that cunt to worship her in every way she'd have him. Sweeney finally breaks enough for some air.

"I'm gonna see you have plenty ta choose from. I wanna watch ya show him how you can take what you want." He softens for a moment and traces her cheekbone softly with his thumb.

"You want him ta beg fer you, ta suck yer cunt, ta be bound an' caned..." His grin is tightly bound and sinks his dimples.

"I want ya ta have it all."