"It's only as dangerous as you believe it to be." The almost gleeful triumph that tilted the vampire's lips was nothing near subtle. Watching the calm facade slowly give way to the fear hidden away beneath drew a soft hum from him and he sat back. "Life isn't fair, little rabbit," he glanced briefly at the human's hands, raising a brow at the action but making no attempt to remove his wrists from the human's grip, "so why should this be?"<br/><br/>Watching the faint coloring rise on the male's cheeks, Dmitri tilted his head ever so slightly, "Is that right?" He peered down at the death grip the human had on his wrists, letting his eyes travel down even further to the very obvious arousal tinting the front of the man's pants, "Your body seems to disagree with your words. One of you is lying." Darkness consumed all the color in the vampire's eyes as he met Noah’s gaze, “I don't appreciate being lied to.”<br/><br/>It was never a question of which Dmitri wanted more, but the man's glaring desperation to avoid the latter was tempting enough for him to want to ignore the blood lust that thrummed steady as a pulse through his body. And what had started as nothing more than Dmitri attempting to drag a reaction out of the man had now turned into something else completely. Now it wasn't just the human's blood that Dmitri wanted. And what Dmitri wanted, he took.<br/><br/>He waved away Noah's offer to remove the necklace, "Keep your false sense of security," he said, easing his wrists out of the human's grip, "I don’t want it.” In his eyes, the human should be thankful that Dmitri let him keep the damned necklace when it was apparent that Dmitri did in fact want it off.<br/><br/>Wrists now free Dmitri reached down between them, cupping Noah through his pants, "I think," he mused aloud, "that you would much prefer this instead.” He stroked Noah, calculated, measured strokes, “What do you think?”