Vader could tell she wanted him. It was in her orbs, deep down. Perhaps she didn't even know it, but he did. She wanted him to continue his petty cooing. "Sugar, shouldn't you know once the bee stings once he always comes back? Though I am not referring to myself as a bee, they are irritating, annoying beings...I know you don't find me irritating or annoying. You find me charming, and you want me," he whispers, curling his massive ebony form tighter around her so their skin was touching. His smell was filling the air. His own hormones were working up, ready to make her feel like she was the only one he wanted. But that was quite the opposite.
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The 4.5feet tall mega boy let out a loud cackle of laughter. The one who'd fell in love with his Anexea had come back to fight for her, thinking his was protecting her! The thought caused him to laugh again. Letting out a sneer, he pushed back muscles to the brute, his dark amber soulless globes glimmering with excitement and amusement. "I honestly wouldn't do that if I were you. Anexea asked to be my mate..Shame for you she found me better than you, pest," he sneered, knowing the big male had feelings for the girl he thought he was saving. It was in his eyes, hidden underneath the rage he tried to cover it with.

Then the fae was lurking around him, whispering words about how brave and strong he was. He listens to her words, but doesn't make a move. If she wanted to fight him, she would've. "I will not die. It's quite unlikely. Besides, what are you going to do, talk me to death with your steady sneering and cooing? You sound like a dove, little miss." With that, his fangs come baring down upon her skin, heading right for the neck.