Laine was almost at the point to give him his wish for a kiss. Almost. The annoyance was pretty clear in not just her facial features, but her body language. Her wings fluttered in aggravation, the way her hands clenched and opened. Why the hell was this guy here? It was freaky enough to have a strange man break into someone's house. It was even worse that he did so because of<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>music.<span style="font-style: italic">I will have to find somewhere else to play then...</span>Laine really just wanted to beat this guy into pulp. That just didn't seem like it would be as easy as it sounded in her mind.<br/><br/>So, how about that kiss?<br/><br/>Her body moved forward quickly, pushing his hand out of the way. Graceful hands moved quickly to at least disarm the apparent thug. It was then that those silky lips latched onto his. For nearly everyone who had tried, poison would course through their veins, burning and stinging. Laine was used to not having any sort of physical or sexual contact. No one could withstand her hidden mutation. Things would have been so much easier if she actually had brought a crossbow.<br/><br/>Those wings continued to flutter, holding the petite redhead in the air. This was beyond uncomfortable at this point. Laine just pulled back slightly, still within arms reach. Those grey-green eyes focused on the orbs of the man in front of her. Time didn't seem to come fast enough.<span style="font-style: italic">Hurry up and fall unconscious!</span>