His neck tilted back as she shifted to strike him, the leather wrapping tightly around the thick muscles of his neck. The pain was enough to let his shadowy fingers falter and lose their grip, cursing to himself as he lost the only leverage he had over her. He shut himself out of her mind now, no fun in ruining any surprises she had planned for him.<br/><br/>Exhaling deeply, the air rushed out of him, breathing as much as he could before his body was cut off from the living sustaining resource. His hands lowered onto the arms rest, his back tightening as he waited to feel her wrath.