[ In his more right mind, less in the moment, Masaomi would want to be more fair. He would want to have Audrey accomplish everything she set off to do. But even in his right mind, the sort of state where he would at least recognize that strange reaction she had to his declaration of pride- even then, he wouldn't see a contradiction, or at least not a complete one - between these demands and that realization. He wants her to accomplish much, yes, but...

But this idea was glorious. These demands made him feel so fucking horny. And through his grip on her slips a little as a result, making her slide down the wall a little - he takes this moment to - to lift her up. He corrects his grip, and then makes to shift their position again. He makes to get her off the wall, and as best he can without trying to disconnect them from the hips, he tries to get her on all fours, and fuck/push her towards the stairwell ]

Then I'll announce it tomorrow! We'll get you that tattoo over your heart, and we'll seal the contract! From here on, Audrey Michaelson is our pack whore, meant for public use by anyone and everyone!

[ But despite his words, he's now shouting it down the stairs, even as he fucks her ]