Zoro may have forgotten about the leash. He growls at the tug, his natural stubbornness briefly flaring up before he remembers that oh, right. He has a role to play. His eyes are dark as he looks up at Reira, fingers curling to find the place that might make her see stars with every thrust, still sucking on her clit intently. His ministrations grow faster and rougher, like he means to distract her with pleasure so she'll forget what she's asking of him.

It shouldn't be a big deal, really. And he'd known coming in here that he may end up having to do something he doesn't particularly want to, but he didn't realize it would be something as simple as moaning a beautiful woman's name. He just isn't very vocal in that way.

The punishment she threatens would normally be effective; it's something he loves to do. But instead of giving in, he doubles his efforts, free hand squeezing up her thigh before possessively grabbing her ass, fucking her harder so that she might decide not letting him cum inside would be punishment for her instead.