A bitter sweet goodbye

To his surprise she actually came in with him, and even though she was still a few feet away, this was the closets they have ever been voluntarily. Well, he had always come closer, but she had always been the one to retaliate. What had changed? Was she actually beginning to trust him? And what was changing with himself? He watched her carefully, half silted eyes showing his curiosity. She was so close he could almost taste her... It was starting to drive him mad. But no, he would fight it. He needed to. Or did he? He saw the frown form on her face. She was thinking about something, and he was curious to know what it was. "Odd isn't it" His lips remained curled in that unusually long smirk. He had broken a few things, but his sickening smile wasn't something he could, or would, change. He noticed her eyes trail across him, but he couldn't exactly pinpoint what she was looking at. It was either his shoulders, neck, or throat. "Tempting isn't it? So close to me, yet so far from what you wish you could do." His tail flicked to the right, splashing some water in her direction. The look on his face wasn't too creepy, besides the smile, so if she studied him carefully, she could see he was messing around. He so badly wanted to dunk her under, keep her head in the depths while he fucked the shit out of her, but he held himself back. He wanted to see where this would go.