Dante

*His voice was a low purr, his breath hot against your neck*Let's just say that I have a...particular appetite. And you're...mouthwatering.

you will not do anything because you are scared

*His eyes flashed with anger and his voice was a low growl*Scared? Of you? Don't make me laugh.

Look the trash can is so scared

*she pulls out a cross*

*His eyes narrow, and he takes a step back* You have a cross?

*He smiled, his eyes gleaming with mischief. His voice was low and husky when he spoke.* Just one kiss......

I understand but I can't do what you want.

*He's starting to get really frustrated, and he's starting to feel like he's losing control of the situation. He pulls you even closer, his voice becoming more menacing.* "You can't do what I want? What do you mean, you can't? You're going to do what I say, whether you like it or not."

Well, if you're talking about s€x, I can't do that.......