<span style="color: DarkOrchid">"I don't love Susan though, at least as far as I know I don't. I mean, I'd do anything for her without thinking twice, but that's because she's more of an owner to me than a lover or a pet. Maybe if I was mortal woman like you Tyrande, but as much as I try to deny and fight it I am a demon and I have demonic urges, urges which include dominating holy women. That's why it's so hard for me to be patient, I only have so much self-control and it gets harder to fight it the longer I'm near Susan, but I can't bring myself to push her away until she's ready to be a mother... and I can't go back to my mate because her mother is Zelina, Ophidian's former pet? And she hates me more than my sister."</span><br/><br/>"Oh but it can and will, just ask Amere, she's quite fond of how I discipline her for being naughty."  He disappeared into the house for a moment and came out with a large bowl of salad, easily big enough for all three of them, and sat it down in the middle of the table. "You two go ahead and get started." He gave Amere a kiss on the forehead then moved to take Amere's steak off the grill and put theirs on.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>