His movements would not be flawed, and without much determination he would land on the woman and easily pin her down. She hadn't even fought it. Just like Elysia. His lips twitched into a devilish smirk as he attempted to push her aggressively against the earth. Claws would contract as he aimed to grip into her shoulders in case she started to squirm. She was his now. "?Puedo sacar el cordero de la c?rcel?" (may i release the lamb from her prison?) He would ask as he leaned down closer to her face. He would exhale, his warm breath aiming to tickle the hairs on her cheeks and face."You appear trapped. Should I rescue the lamb, or leave her for slaughter?" He would ask, already offering the dame a deal with trouble. What would she say if he offered her freedom? Would she hungrily take it? "Though I must warn you- freedom always comes with a price."
