Judas' face twisted into a snarl and he rammed his hips against her, hard, jolting her body against the window frame. "Fuck you," he hissed, gulping down the last of his gin and throwing the mug on the floor. The handle snapped off with a tinkle of ceramic. "Shut the fuck up. Cunt." He bared his teeth and slammed against her again. "How many times have you taken a cock and wished it was his?"