"Mnngfh! HHHnn uu... gff! Ghhflllk!"

Bella chokes on her insults, vitriol, and drool. She's cut off from the first two by the third and loses all of them to a messy coughing fit that leaves her neck and chest glistening and uncomfortably slick. Uncomfortable. Unseemly. Her cheeks burn furiously with the shame of a maid who's been caught with a messy apron. Her wrists burn from the strain she's still putting on her restraints, wiggling and thrashing and stretching her fingers to the point where she can feel them start to--

She stops. Redana's hands are pinning hers in place. Fingers entwine. Bella rides the wave of her Princess' ridiculous giggle fit, and with great difficulty manages to swallow through her gag. Her eyes blink shut for a moment, snap open again, and then... she closes them softly, takes a deep breath, and holds it all the way through the long moment of relentless wiggling and obscene noises. Her hands turn from wrought iron to sand like a passing wave of magic had washed over them. She is the stillness to her Princess' incessant fidgeting. Her heartbeat slows. 

Finally. It's over. Finally. She's going home. She's... she's going home! This is not how she envisioned her moment of triumph, not by an Olympic mile, but it doesn't matter because she's finally going [i]home.[/i] Bella's tail unclenches from around Redana's waist, even in the face of Mynx's brazen assault, and begins happily swishing back and forth of its own accord. Redana's skin is soft. Nice. Tail does not consider why that should be a thing it's discovering. Tail only knows swish swish and brush brush. It tickles the Princess' stomach and sets her to fresh waves of muffled giggling. The tip brushes her tiny chest, and Bella's ears twitch at a very different sort of noise.

She feels fingers on her cheek. Bella instantly snaps her eyes open to glare daggers at Mynx. Stupid bitch. She squeezes Redana's fingers tighter so that she won't (attempt to) say something indecent again. She rolls her eyes. This is such typical Mynx. Power play with all posture and no tooth. That stupid smile that's seconds away from breaking into a flick of her nose and a "gotcha" without any power in it because even an idiot can see she wants her meal ticket back in place as badly as... as...

"HWWHHHTT?! HUU BHFFF! DNN HUU DRRR! Hnnnnrrrmmph~!"

Bella's fangs aren't sharp the way her claws are; they can't snap through this leather in a clean bite. But that is not stopping her from lunging and trying to tear Mynx's face off anyway.