James grinned darkly and chuckled, however being with question he snarled. Man this kid was so innocent. The NightTerror made a face and jerked on Kinjo's hair, pulling him closer. His hand sliding around Kinjo, the other rested on his ass. Gripping it, squeaking it, playing around with it till he smacked it. A soft purr escaped his lips, one that seemed happy instead of "you pissed me off and now imma act all happy to piss you off". He then slipped his hand into Kinjo's pants and boxers, rubbing the skin hidden by the cloth. A slit formed in his wrist; the soft, velvety, stringy red vines pushing out. Sliding over the skin in a soft warm wetness from the blood that once coated them. Swirling together the thin vine snaked its way into Kinjo's ass, starting out as a thin finger size. Pulsating gently in and out partially of him, "You will... Mmmm... do what I say or this will be bad later." He purred as he fucked Kinjo with the red vines.