Burning with passion

His brow rose as she turned around, he felt vices in her body like a beacon, or a damned lighthouse screaming of attention in all the categories of indulgent that God meant wasn’t something you should let yourself fall into. Who didn’t like him? A toothy smile formed on his lips as he turned around, putting his hand on her shoulder pressing it a little down, while his dark eyes found hers. She really liked testing fate, didn’t she?

“No one should take a liking to me, Miss Jones” he whispered slowly walking towards one of the houses brick walls to press her up towards it, looming over her. He might not look like a man that could do much damage. But the powers that could contaminate her, making her bend her knee for him. Was just in an arm’s reach. “Not if they know what is good for them, there is a reason that Leigh wanted me to bring you home” but to be fair, Leigh wasn’t that afraid what he would do to Michelle, since he hadn’t done it himself. Funny how that might have been the fatal mistake in all of this. Because this woman, really knew how to draw at his powers and making him want to use them on her. For the pure fact to see how she would react. Who knew, maybe she even deserved it.

A snort left his nose over her words.
Trying to rile him up? A slight pull in one of the sides of his lips, left the impression of a smirk. So, she thought that Leigh should be smarter? To be fair, it seemed like the old vampire was starting to lose himself a little. The narcissistic and selfish man was starting to soften quite a bit. Maybe even too much for Fenris liking, one could look at him and Luna’s relationship and think what ever went wrong there. And even the pure fact that he had ended up letting Elena go in such a manner as he had done.
It would be interesting who he wanted more when it came down to it. It would be very interesting indeed. Fenris slowly licked his lips and the stoic, almost unbothered and bored face returned as he looked down as she bit her lower lip, almost looking at him with what one could categorize as bedroom eyes. Fenris wasn’t someone that used much time seducing woman, or even moving towards something that would lead to what a people could do in the bedroom together. Besides sleeping.

His slender fingers grabbed around her chin and replaced her face a little further away from his. “I know when to take my battles” he said and then moved away from her and placed his hands in his pockets and turned his back towards her. “Now, I believe I have work that I must return to” he said and looked over his shoulder towards her “Please restrain yourself from burning anymore of our plants, I’m sure there is a flouriest close by, that would be much more fun to see what would happen to” turning his head towards the street again he took in a deep breath and shifted the gaze towards the car. Maybe he should be nice and return the car back to Leigh. "Till next time Miss Jones" he finally spoke and walked towards the car.

This girl, woman, whatever she was. Witches and their long ages, just like his own kind demons. He folded his arms behind his back and grabbed his hand with the other. He looked at how she had melted Leigh’s tires. Well, now that would be something the vampire very much wouldn’t be happy about.

He sighed as she felt how she bounced towards him almost mimicking his own stance. Where she looked like a sweet innocent girl, one they both knew that she wasn’t. And then him just looking like a bored elderly man. “And what, pray tell do you have to offer me that would be enjoyed?” he asked quite coldly looking at her with a raised brow. “Because at this point you have giving me nothing but a slight headache, and a ringing noise in my ear” he raised one of his eyebrows looking at her with a look, that he very much would like to know what she had thought would come out of this. What was it that she craved so badly from him, when he clearly didn’t seem in the mood to give her anything at all?