[Yeah, no. With a frustrated sound, Nariko does something that, to her, is somewhat unheard of: She stops, wipes her mouth with the back of her arm and stands up to look him in the eye.]

Just one second, love.

[It's said with nothing but respect and genuine regret, but when she faces Olivia it's almost as if an entirely different personality has taken over.] Did I not tell you to stand there and keep your mouth shut? To begin with, there is no universe in which you have the right to call me a bimbo, I don't give a shit if I'm knee deep in cum, last I checked even you know better than to talk to me that way.

[Because, really, maybe don't call the Alpha's mate a bimbo when you don't have that relationship wither. And really don't do it with a woman who was born and bred on the idea of respect, so y'know. Bad life choice there.]

Now, either I wash your mouth out with soap or you can beg Yamato to let you apologize by fucking your throat until it's so hoarse that you remember how to be respectful again!

[And then she looks at Yamato, all submissive and softness again:] It's your decision.