Suicide and Redemption

It was not what Conza had thought. He thought he had been targeted by Minerva. That she had come from Friction specifically to find him. Maybe he had her wrong? Just a bit. But he still didnt like her answer. And she even said she was the dominant type.

Comza had run into a few of those types. He nods. His next question may have come as mire of a surprise to Minerva. "How did it and does it feel to be the...Dominant one?"

Indeed Minerva was surprised when Conza asked what it felt like to dominate someone. She hadn’t really made an effort to explain it in depth to anyone before, so this was a first for her. “How does it feel? Hmm, lets see...~” she mused, grinning as her eyes moved up toward the ceiling while she chose the words she wanted.

“‘Euphoric’ I believe is the word I would use to describe it. It makes me feel like a queen, or a goddess, especially if you have to fight for it. Conquering an opponent, forcing them into absolute submission... I suppose the experience is likely different for everyone, but to me there is nothing that can give a bigger rush.”

An odd word to choose. But Conza supposed that it was the correct term to Minerva, at least. He felt jus a bit uncomfortable in the the way she was describing it. For the fact that she had dominated him before.

She lived the fight of it before and over the reward of being treated like a queen. The smaller boy unknowingly blushes at her description of it all.

Seeing the blush developing over Conza’s cheeks drew an amused giggle from Minerva’s lips. “What was it like for you, Conza?” Minerva asked, quite curious to hear what the boy’s answer would be.

“How did it feel when I tossed you around... tortured your body until you begged for mercy... made you worship me?” Her grin stretched just a bit wider as she spoke. And she swung the shoe dangling from her toe a bit, as if to subtly remind Conza of how she’d made him lick and suck her her feet that day.

Conza was reminded of what he had to do for Minerva as she beat him down and mad him worship her in a couple of ways. His eyes dart away, but slowly come back to meet her eyes again. "I didnt really enjoy it. I...Dont like to be the one dominated. Though, I guess Im cursed with the perfect stature to be a plaything..."

“Hmm~” Minerva wasn’t all too surprised by the answer. She’d previously noticed that while she’d been dominating him the boy hadn’t seemed to be stimulated at all by it. Not that it was a matter she cared for, but it did at least confirm her thoughts regarding the matter. Still, that did raise another question in Minerva’s mind, one she was much more curious to learn the answer to.

“I must wonder then, why did you invite me into your home? If you disliked the way I manhandled you into total submission, would it not be better to keep your distance from me?”

A capturing question. Why did he invite her here? To his own apartment and not to somewhere public? "Well, I personally wouldnt be comfortable talking about this somewhere public. And there weren't too many places I could think of..."

He sipped on more wine. "As well as, I dont like keeping distance from anyone. I dont think I should have to do that."

“I see...” Minerva said, though she found his answer peculiar. There were lots of things and people one shouldn’t necessarily have to avoid, but that didn’t always mean it was a good idea to get too close either.

“So you’ve invited me here to learn why I did what I did... And why I enjoyed doing it. What is it you intend to do now that those questions have been answered?”

"With knowing something about what someone does, I can use that to compare to someone else who decides to trample over me. Until now, I had no idea why someone would do that. But it makes sense in retrospect. "

Conza dishes the wine around the glass in a slight nervousness. He hadn't planned to get the answer so easily. He takes another quiet sip.

Conza’s logic wasn’t entirely flawed. It was wise to try to “know one’s enemy,” per se. However, even if he hadn’t intended it as such, this meant he was using Minerva to get something he wanted. That didn’t sit well with the selfish Dane. The way she saw it, she had defeated and conquered Conza in their last meeting, not the other way around, which meant if either of them were to use the other for their own personal gain, Minerva should be the one doing it.

But she showed no clear sign of her thoughts, and just continued to smile while taking another sip of her drink. “I see... Well, if you really wish to understand dominant people better, I believe there is something I could do to help you. However, you would have to accompany me in my limousine again. What do you say?”