Snippet #1758574

"I would be more than grateful to have a rebellious Spark with me." Keiran said quietly, pulling his arm back towards his side when she managed to pull away from his grip. Discipline scars. He doubt he would do anything that rude to her if she didn't listen.

"But instead of...whatever they used to cut you, I think a little spray bottle would suffice." He laughed quietly after his comment. It was a common thing that people often did if they had a cat. They tamed them or punished them by spraying them with water. Keiran glanced around the room quickly, just out of curiosity, seeing many vampires talking to the Sparks around them. From the words he could pick up, they were all being so polite. What the hell was this? He was almost puzzled for a moment, before returning his attention back to the Spark in front of him.

"You know, the more you try to get me away from you, the more I want to take you with me." He said, catching the gleam in her eye, and the rebellious stance she had. He could tell, she wanted nothing more but for no one to bother her. Especially him. He was getting her a bit angry, he could tell. Keiran's emotionless expression turned into a small smirk of amusement. As if he was almost trying to scare her, he breathed in deeply, closing his eyes, a content and relaxed expression crossing his features for a moment. The air was filled with her scent. He could almost taste her blood, right there and now. He wished that he could taste her blood.

But he retained his composure, and opened his eyes once again, staring down at her with his pale eyes. Without warning he began to reach towards her wrist again, taking a hold of it in his grasp before she could to to pull away or something.

"Since I'm so nice, I\ll let you speak before I do anything to you. Questions are welcome, to an extent." He pulled her wrist slightly towards him, pulling strongly enough to have her whole body move a bit closer.