reyna is crass. reyna is rude, mean, matter-of-fact and somewhat soulless, ironically.

well, that’s why you love her. and that’s why she loves you, her lover counterpart and her perfect pair. sometimes, you play into it a little bit, just to make reyna content. you bite back, bicker, argue. maybe even insult— but no matter what you say, reyna throws something back ten times harsher.

it’s derogatory. insulting. supposed to be.

however, reyna has come to realise that you enjoy it on the occasion, even more than reyna herself.

she finds that fact interesting.

…

“you little bitch,” reyna laughs, fingers grasping your necklace and pulling with absolutely no care in the world, “do as i fucking say.”

reyna can hear your heart beating faster, and oh how she basks in that glory. the tip of her tongue slides over her upper teeth, and her lips curl in a snarl that looks more excited than grim.

“who would’ve thought that brimstone’s healer pet is just a niñita? does he know you love to cry for me, too?”

it’s derogatory. insulting. supposed to be—

but god, reyna fucking loves it, and so do you.