A low, deep growl is so pleasing to her senses that she almost lunges for him. Almost. But as ever, control is sublime within her as she watches him, waiting as a predator awaits the death of its prey. Intense, venmous green eyes watch him with an almost feline hunger as she sways upon pristine white paws. He is drawing closer, slowly but surely, and much like him before her, she finds her languid tongue caressing her chops in anticipation. Closer and closer he homes, and she can feel the heat simply radiate and roll off of him. And when she leans into him, testing him with a shoulder against a shoulder- he passes in all his glorious, silver brindled colours. Still she does not move, waiting for what his first move might be, and it does not take long for her to be quite.. approving.

His immense jaws part to close upon the thick fur of her scruff, but his canines do not pierce the flesh there. In fact- he seems almost gentle in his endeavors, and instead of settling or calming her, it simply riles her up. He is too soft, to kind in these moments for her taste. She wishes him to draw blood, and draw her blood he will. Before he can draw away, Seline is slamming up into him in hopes of either forcing his teeth into her or forcing him to react in some way. The latter would be much preferred, for it is in the heat of the moment that true fun presents itself. But Seline would be content to rile him up further if she had to, in fact, it would be an ultimate pleasure of hers. After her upward gesture of force, the blood and snow Queen had taken the opportunity to place distance between her and this inticing stranger- but not for the sake of a get away or avoidance.

No. When Seline was free enough away to move as her muscles allow, she is quick so round upon him in silence with her own jaws parted wide. With his own previous action, it only made sense she would be keen on retaliation. But like him, she does not break the skin- not yet, in hopes of finding purchase for her wicked jaws upon his shoulder. He is so very large, of course larger than she, and she has to lean up to reach him but she is confident and intent in her actions. Venom eyes do not leave his features as she watches him, her canines moving against his tender flesh in hopes that she might gain something out of him, and out of this. Though he had been a bit physical with her, still, she did not know if he might be so sadistic as her, but his reactions to her would undoubtedly show his true nature. That's what Seline hoped for, at least. And the Satanican Queen always got what she wanted, let alone what she hoped for.