'<i>You can blood bond me</i>...' the rest of her pleading faded after that, and Colton was deathly still.  His eyes closed and the elder Brujah winced as he audibly sucked his teeth.  "Goddammit, Z," he said in a low whisper, the revious edge in his voice dulling as he turned to catch Zyana crawling towards him.  All Kramer could do was watch her slink by, his eyes flashing up to his keeper as his hand lifted in a helpless gesture.  Colton shook his head, "Leave us," he stated, returning his gaze to Meghan as she rose to her knees once more.<br/><br/>'<i>You don't have time for this.'<br/>
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'Make the fucking time, you lousy piece of shit!'</i><br/><br/>The vision of her provoked a need for restraint Colton was not accustomed to supplying, but he held her beneath the weight of his gaze until his ghoul had closed the door upon exit.  Only then did Colton close what distance remained between them with a few slow approaching steps.  Despite the wrenching battle his brain was having with his beast, his expression was void as he curled a forefinger beneath Meghan's chin to lift it tenderly.<br/><br/>All reason to refuse her seemed illogical as Colton read the hungry plead in her dark eyes, and a thumb grazed the plump cushion of her pout while the nimble fingers of his opposite hand threatened the button of his dark jeans.  A bad decision.  A terrible one really knowing that soon he'd have to win a fight he was already ill prepared for.  She made it impossible though, and her promises too good in his ear.  The Vegas princess wasn't giving him any options, he had to give her what she craved.  More so, he wanted to.<br/><br/>Colton blinked, forcing himself to conquer his traveling thoughts.  "You don't know what you're saying, Zyana," he said, bending his knees to crouch in front of her, able then to look directly at her on the same plane.  His large hand snaked from its subtle touch at her chin to shift a palm towards the base of her skull where its firmly planted position ushered Zyana to her feet as he straightened himself.  "Even if you did, this isn't how you want it to happen, Z.  You're better than this."<br/><br/>Both hands cupped about the top of her neck, his palms, just beneath her jaw able to manipulate the raven haired Brujah's attention.  Trying to belittle her at this point would be redundant, she wasn't in the state of mins to defend herself by proving him wrong, so in a last ditch effort to bring his sister to her senses, Colton was validating her, choosing to speak to her as an equal rather than the underling she actually was.  This would be his final stand with reason.  This was his hail Mary<br/><br/>"Groveling at my feet is the last place you want to find yourself."<br/><br/>'<i>You stupid schmuck.'</i>