"Humans taking advantage?  I seem to remember you being the one trying to pull me into sexual slavery like forty-five minutes ago, dude."  She arched a brow, but her expression made it clear that her words were not said in protest.  This was likely a horrible idea, but she seemed to keep running right for it, so no point in stopping now.  Nora closed her eyes and opened her mouth, allowing him to feed her the bit of ice cream.  Even though she had already eaten bits of the pie, the sweet, sugary cream hit her tongue with gusto.  She closed her mouth around the spoon and ate what he had offered, only opening her mouth again once it had been consumed.<br/><br/><i>There could never be a Mrs. Goddess.  </i>Something about the way he said the words told her that was both a blessing and curse to him.  She sensed some kind of longing, but she could not place exactly why.  The notion inspired some conflicting feelings within her as well.  On one hand, she felt a powerful draw towards him, enough so that it had caused her to wonder if she was meant to see Abernus in the bar tonight.  Meant to let her anger rule completely over her.  Witches were weird like that, looking for fate and interconnection in all things.  On the other hand, if he was tied to this place it meant she could avoid the mess that came with other men.  They often wanted more from her.  A relationship, not just stunted feelings and banging, they wanted something beyond a fuck, eventually.   She probably should have slept with more assholes and less decent guys.<br/><br/>She pushed those conflicting thoughts out of her head and forced herself to focus on this moment.  "Lots of guys would figure that for a good thing.  I mean, you have a bar full of all manner of creatures.  I'm sure you get a few lust demons in here now and then.  I have no doubt they'd be more than happy to satisfy your..."  Her gaze fluttered downward, hovering on the outline of his dick in his jeans, before her eyes lifted to meet his again.  "...needs."<br/><br/>It was then she noticed a small speck of ice cream on the corner of his mouth.  Nora tried to remind herself that she should be a "good girl."  She should stop the flirting and probably leave before things got more heated between them.  Instead, she brought a hand to grip his jaw and turn his face slightly...And she licked his mouth clean of the cream in a languid, long stroke.  She leaned back and looked at him for a moment.  There were a million reasons to run for the hills, but instead, she put them aside with two simple words.  "Fuck it."<br/><br/>This time her lips fully captured his and she pressed her body flush to him.  The kiss was sudden and hungry, and she pulled back a moment later, panting.  "Let's see how good you are at getting me to say<i>oh god oh god....</i>"