Somebody that I used to know

The pallid female claimed to be a devil, rather than an angel. His brow raised slightly over his cerulean eye. Violet eyes, offset her scarred form- a beautiful combination, not that it really mattered. His eyes trailed over her, no surely, the only thing about her that really mattered was the gentle swell of her hips, the secrets that eluded him inside her very core. At her words, a dark chuckle pulled from the confines of his chest. "Who says that I'm one of those devils?" His head tilted, sinister smile revealing his teeth in a half smirk. With mere inches between them, he stilled- not leaning into her yet. "Only the most daring address me, and they address me as Creedance Voltaire." He paused, his head tilting ever so slightly to the left. "Are you daring or are you a mouse?" He questioned. He would wait, his two colored eyes meeting her own violet gaze with intensity, as he contemplated exactly what he would do with her.