My, my, you’d gotten me all wrong.

[ A feral little grin slinks across her lips, while she steps closer, fingers tracing down the knot of his tie. ]

But it it’s respect you wish to show, then you should have no trouble with a little rough play.

[ So she says, hand shifting down to grasp the length of said tie - to draw him closer. ]

Man or woman, you know what I can take.