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As soon as Lou stepped in to his range, honey laden words still dripping from her fangs, Anton's arm slipped around Lou's impeccable waist, firmly shackling her to his less-than-imposing frame. It was habit mostly, he'd learned very early with Lou that everything with her should border on straight constraint, so by now it was done without thinking, something he was rather thankful considering he wasn't focused on her actions in the slightest. His Emerald green eyes were fixated on his little pet, her beautiful face screwed up in lines of obvious jealousy, if not raw anger. A sight that usually pleased him to no end, but was ever so accented today. He knew why Lou was suddenly so close, so taunting in touch and speech, she'd never admit it, but she was just as jealous as the little human whore who seemed to get all his attention, and it satisfied him for the moment. Smirking even more as his other hand found its way to her pale cheek, cupping it surprisingly gently for a vampire, he wasn't sure which would be more amusing, denying or indulging, until Azreal crept into his mind. The last thing Anton wanted to do was make himself a liar, so deny it was.

Craning down just enough he brushed his lips over hers, "You silly little girl," He teased. "You know she's got her wings so long as I desire them...And as for a tan, honestly? Take an umbrella, you fool. We need to talk, and sadly, the sunlight is the only safe place, for now."