"You got some really sharp teeth there, kitten." He said while rubbing the skin of his hand where she bit him.
"See, you left your mark on me. Are we staking claims now? Should I do the same with you?"
She rolled her eyes at him.
"Kitten, rolling your eyes would hurt you. So you should stop." He caged her. Both of his arms, placed on the sides of her head.
"You must have a fetish where you keep addressing others as animals." She stared into his eyes.
He had poker and an indifferent face but a slight curve of lips greeted her. She wouldn't have caught sight of it if they didn't stand this closer to each other with hardly a few centimetres of the distance between the two.
"Kitten, not everyone has claws for their teeth. Neither do people who like to bite nor do I let anyone come this close. BUT, you are a special case." He replied. She squinted her gaze and observed him.
