Darth continued his futile attempt to pull his wrists out of my hands. I made sure not to squeeze too much but at the same time, just keeping my hands steady and immovable. I don't think he even remembers at this point that I am not human so my strength is way more than his.
After a few minutes and after he seemed to have used up most of his energy, he finally stopped. He grumpily complained, "Let me go! You're so mean to me! I have the right to hit you a few more times just to get even!"
I chuckled at him and replied, "Only my husbands are allowed to hit me." He stiffened at my comment, his face turning gloomy then he looked down. I then added in a teasing tone, "Are you applying to be my husband?"
His head immediately snapped up, his eyes teary as he asked, "Are you going to accept me even if I was marked by accident? I would accept it even if it is just out of pity."
