Erica grabs her hand and pulls her back before she can escape. "Dammit Cass!  You're a goddamn fighter, don't run away just because the conversation gets hard!"  She twirls the woman to face her, one hand roughly kneading Cass's left breast, the other pulling up the woman's dress and running her fingers along the still wet crevice that was currently causing her so much trouble.<br/><br/>Her mouth pressed tightly, able to taste Alfred's blood on Cass' tongue. Dear god he tasted good. And it was even better coming through her sire's lips. She felt her earlier meal heading towards her cheeks, breasts and sex as her arousal and anger mixed. "I'm not leaving you, you fucking cunt!  Not when I want you so much!"<br/><br/>"Please...please Cass..."  Her hands stoked her sire and she leaned her forehead against her female lover's brow. "Please don't hurt me...too much..."