<div class="floatleft">(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff123/Scrapper349/th_Russell.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Russell Davis<br/>Dining Hall<br/>Tagged: Sashira and Yuri</strong><br/><br/>Russell nodded in acknowledgement of Yuri's greeting, meeting the older boy's gaze for a moment. "Good to meet you," he stated flatly before shifting his eyes back to Sashira. The succubus' statement that she was quite fond of him was a salve to his feelings, as was the warm smile with which she greeted him. But his anger surged back when she described Yuri as her alpha and mentioned that the other boy had fought her. The thought of this punk beating up his roommate threatened to stoke the fires of Russell's fury even further, but there were no signs of bruises or signs of violence on Sashira's body.<em>Except for that one on her neck,</em>the blue-eyed youth thought bitterly.<br/><br/>His blue eyes met Sashira's red ones. "So he's your alpha just because he beat you in a fight," he stated bluntly. Russell's gaze shifted to the mark Yuri had placed on Sashira's neck when he claimed her before shifting to meet the succubus' own eyes again, letting her know without words that he'd seen the bite. "And he's claimed you as his own, in more ways than one. So I'd just like to know - did you let him fuck you willingly?" His voice took on a harsh edge. "Or did he<em>force</em>the issue?"<br/>