He let Dorian fight against him and listened, though it didn’t matter much what the man said.  Kade already had his own opinions on the matter and had no interest in whatever excuses the human made in the middle of fighting for his life.  It wasn’t until the struggle eased and Dorian was starting to catch his breath that the vampire showed any sign that he had been listening at all.  It wasn’t as if he had been all that distracted by the weak attempt at freedom; Kade was far too old and powerful for that.<br/><br/>“The right?” he chuckled, spinning the fragile human body and shoving it against the door with more force.  He peered at the handsome face with a certain appreciation, pressing in against him.  “Don’t for one moment hold me to your laws or moral code.  I have long since been well beyond them,” the vampire warned in a low purr.  “Even then, my sense of justice is far less twisted than yours.  The murderer of innocents should pay with his own blood, his own life.  Instead, you helped<i>free</i>him…”  The memory of it sparked a moment of barely contained rage in him, and Kade’s hand fastened in an ominous grip around the lawyer’s throat.  An inhuman growl resonated deep within him, low and steady.<br/><br/>“He trampled my garden.  They were precious to me, and he deemed them disposable.  My beautiful, sweet little flowers…”  There was more under the anger.  Sadness, maybe even regret.  He’d watched many of his human followers wither and fade over the years, but it was rare for them to be ripped away from him in such a way, their lives cut short by violence.  Most of them had been college students… so young and full of potential.  It was perhaps remembering their faces that calmed him somewhat.<br/><br/>“You claim you chose this life and the consequences, but there are the ones you never see.  It’s about time they come due.  Pretend I am that avenging angel, if you must,” he said, leaning in closer to once more breathe Dorian in.  He was itching for it, starving for the sensation of soft flesh and hot blood.  Even against any struggle, Kade wouldn’t have relented as he dipped his head down toward the man’s tempting neck.  The movement was fluid, slow and full of purpose.  His lips parted and brushed across soft flesh, the full softness of his own mouth settling before fangs descended.<br/><br/>No resistance.  Skin pierced easily, as though he was biting into a ripe peach.  Kade got that first taste of his prey and moaned in delight.  It was everything he had wanted and more, sweet and rich like dark syrup.  His immediate reaction was to keep that solid body against him, so he slid an arm around Dorian’s waist, whether he struggled or not, and crushed him closer.  Every heartbeat pushed more blood, and while he hadn’t ripped anything to the point of it being a deathblow, Kade’s head was already swimming in delight.