He had to laugh, hearthly, more amused than actually outraged. She was not really managing to put up any noticeable resistance before M'Gul. Discarding his crude axe along the floor, he growled lowly. More amusing than enervated, the beast rubbed her ass still, capping quite some feel out of her shapely rear. Rubbing against her softly, the minotaur casually laid her against the floor, landing her rather confortably against a kicked bed of fallen greenleaves. Adjusting it around with his hoof, he stood agaisnt her, over her.<br/><br/><strong>"Heh, little fairy thinks me monster. No. Monster be others. I be M'Gul."</strong><br/><br/>The savage roared as he knelt before her. Knelling, he still dwarfed the prone fairy, a wicked grin on his bovine lips. He took one of those hands down to his loincloth, rubbing the other over his face and along his thick horns before laying eyes upon the sidhe again. Mooing softly like a Bull, he reached down to her leg, caressing her gently.<br/><br/><strong>"...We be friends, little one, or we be foes. I bang you all the same."</strong><br/><br/>And surprise of surprises, the Bull leaned against her to lick along her neck. He stood just so close that using any sort of magic could be more than dangerous, risky for her. At least as of yet.