[So, she was right. The one she was meant to be watching out for all along was him. He was the one she shouldn't be left alone with, the one who would capture her in his midst. He prowls in her house, waiting to strike. And so he does, causing her to blush furiously at the act.]

Mmm--!!

[It was only a little bit unexpected. After all, she had fair warning from the way he had his teeth run over her ear lobe and neck. She knew he was going for blood eventually. And being what she is, an immortal who regenerates, she has an steady stream of blood ready for him.

But in this manner, she's sure it wasn't just because he needed to feed. He was playing with her, prickling just enough blood, just to taste. He threatens her, always talking about another man. In a sense, this is the part that irritates her.

And so she challenges him back, tilting her head to bare her neck for him to see, to claim. Her eyes flash towards him, even with the red flush still painted across her face from how close he is. Fingers crawl up to his neck, tracing with a nail, while she presses her body, even with his hand toying with her, closer to his, legs touching. She offers, but she's not afraid to claw at his neck, is what she's physically telling him.

All the while--]

I am sure you know, any other man who does this to me. [What he has done today.] Would not be seeing the light of day. So, be clearer, how do you want me?

[For someone who is saying he "could" have his way, she sounds oddly commanding.]