The suggestion of being fascinating didn't seem right to Noah. He couldn't fathom what would be fascinating except the specialty of his blood, and no amount of staring would unlock any mysteries there. But perhaps in that moment, he started to let his guard down. He immediately regretted it. Just when he was thinking a strange but hands-off conversation might be able to take place, the other moved in like a darting shadow, pulling him down onto his back and coming on top of him quicker than his mind or eyes could follow. He grunted at that moment, but even as his heart began to race and adrenaline surged through his veins, he glowered up at the monster who toyed with him so and called him a rabbit like some sort of pet name.<br/><br/>"I'm pretty sure the whole reason I'm here is because I'm 'irresistable,'" he remarked coldly. His heart continued to beat in an almost panicked rhythm inside, but he maintained a calm expression as he matched the other's gaze. In a way, it was thrilling. He hated to be made into something as demeaning as a pet or a toy, but this felt an awful lot like having a lion looming over him, and some part of that was undeniably exciting. He would deny it, though. At least for now. "I almost find it amusing, that you'd go through all this trouble to get your hands on someone just because of a smell. That you'd want to play these games just because I taste good. Perhaps the real captive here is you. A slave to my scent and flavor. Have you thought of that, Dima?" The nickname was spoken with a bit of disdain, his eyes a bit sharper as though to pierce into the vampire.<br/><br/>He didn't know what he was getting at. In truth it was a thought that came to him as he spoke, and Noah didn't know if he'd so much as get a reaction out of the other for it. Still, it was a way to twist things. A way to look at this in a false light of hope when he knew none of it changed the fact that he was at Dmitri's mercy. If he wanted to hurt him, he would hurt him. If he wanted to feed, he'd feed. Even if the silver caused him pain or discomfort, Noah had a feeling he still bore the ability to rip off his necklace at his whim. There was nothing to stop this creature from taking what he wanted, but Noah was so strongly against just taking it that he sought a way to toy with the other right back. Dmitri might have held experience over him, but he bound himself to try.<br/><br/>"So, what will it be tonight?" He asked in a slightly desperate impatience, the suspense of not knowing what went on in the other's head beginning to get to him. "Are you going to bite me, rape me, or get the hell off?"