For a moment she remained arched against him, body riding out the aftershocks of her climax. Then she relaxed slowly, taking a few moments to catch her breath and look down at him lying beneath her. He was clearly immobilized by the pain and the aftereffects of his own release, and she felt a little thrill as she realized that she had complete power over him at this moment. Her fingers caressed the handles of the knives still pressed into his chest, and a part of her was momentarily tempted to drive them the rest of the way in, but there was too much at stake. Besides, Scotty was... interesting. More so than she'd originally thought. She pulled out the blades and wiped them against her skirt before slipping them back into her belt, knowing she'd need to properly clean them later. Then she slowly pulled herself off of him and sat against the wall. "Well, it seems you do know how to shut up."