She smirked at his comment, his eyes spoke of plotting but she didn't care. Syn was someone she could push and he'd push back...but in a fun way. She had felt him shiver, heard the growl, and it sent shivers down her spine. Feed....god yes she wanted to feed. She wanted to a lot of other things too. But even with them having had that one night they never went back. Part of her couldn't help but wonder why?<br/><br/>As his hand moved she was confused, what was his....she gasped as his hand worked her against her pussy. He moved her mouth and with her unable to control herself, her fangs came forth. And he made them peirce his skin, she would have fought him. But the moment his blood touch her skin she was done. Her hands moving up one gripping his shoulder, the other tangling in his hair. Her body pressed as close as it could, and her hips rocked on his hand. Moaning she drank deeply from Syn, a low purring growl came from her as she enjoyed the taste of him...the feel of his hand on. She couldn't the moans of pleasure that came from her.<br/><br/>When she finally pulled away she was shaking, her body alive with his blood....and with a very familiar need. "Damn you....you don't play fair." she whispered against his skin. She licked his neck not being able to get enough of the taste of him. "Not fair at all."