His eyes kept her tranfixed by the swirl of his, and when his fingers found her jaw a gasp is loosed. Her hands raise to the wrists of his hand, trying to pry his fingers from her, her body twisting in an effort to dislodge him.<br/><br/>Her face flamed as her attempts fail, for all of the hosts of evil beings to witness her fall. A mewl of anger, outrage, fear, and horror is given as his lips burned against hers. Her tongue raises, trying to block the entrance to her mouth, fighting against the pressing of the sickly soured fruit. Her legs kick out, trying to connect to his shins at least, at best a bit more sensitive bits as she squirms and fights the onslaught.<br/><br/>Yet in the end it mattered not, the juice of the tainted fruit running into her mouth, some escaping the corners of their joined lips, the squashed bite passing into her mouth.