Callisto blinked... her eyes darting left... right... up... gliding down slowly...<br/><br/><em>"Why ye-..."</em>she began her answer, but the look on his face once more stopped her in her tracks. He didn't oppose her which was great... obviously, but nor was he surprised by what was about to happen. For Callisto... this made her action of tying him up rather stupid. There was no dark room... no grand villain theme song going through her mind as she prepared to have her way with the fae...<br/><br/><em>None of that... Just his voice so kindly informing her of random facts and curiously inquiring as to where this was headed.</em><br/><br/><em>"Where you-... I mean... what... where you hoping... this would... you know... lead to... sex?"</em>her words left her lips sporadically, a sentence she couldn't stop once having started it, but realizing all along the way she should have stopped at any point throughout and re-evaluated her thought.<br/><br/>(http://mikes-images.com/eps/sac2/images/sac2_mq_376sd.jpg)<br/><br/>What difference would his answer make? It shouldn't matter right?<br/><br/>Right.<br/><br/><em>So why the hell was she so compelled to ask the question!? This was -her- idea to take him after all! This was her ambition to feed on the fae right?</em><br/><br/>So why was she now feeling like she had to give him a report of where her actions were leading. For a brief moment, she wanted to deny that it was where it was headed. Why? Why did she want to deny it?<strong><em>Because of how damn calm he was at the idea-!</em></strong>There was no panic... no fight... no reservations that could spurr her motivation to take him by force even more.<br/><br/>Rather, now... she was almost self-conscious... as though the idea was far the opposite to him, casual... something to do in passing... almost exciting to him if he looked forward to it. All these traits carried something in common for<em>her.</em><em>She</em>could disappoint.<em>She</em>could fail. His mild enthusiasm and major curiosity literally had Callisto feeling like if she were to have sex with him right now... he'd be grading her somehow.<br/><br/><em>"I don't know... just ... you know... shush. We'll see."</em><br/><br/><em>Oh God-! She could already visualize it... him talking to her during... bringing up random facts of abilities and creatures... rumours of legend and lore. She could see him comparing her to others and suddenly... taking him here and now seemed like a much more 'nervous' experience than anything else.</em><br/><br/>It wasn't that Callisto was any less of a dominant figure in her world... she was... but this fae... he was not only so irritatingly innocent, but he was also protected by his status as the Queen's pet. Callisto couldn't strike fear or pain into him in order to gain a reaction she might feel more used to.<br/><br/><em>This had... never happened before. Her fingers continued as though they were on automatic pilot, bringing his hand behind his back because in all honesty, the only thing more awkward than continuing to tie him up would be... well... <span class="bbc_u">to stop tying him up.</span> For this reason... his right hand was brought behind his back to begin entangling that one as well.</em>