[mature] I'm a rebel just for kicks now - Karaugh - Private

[Levi]

The mare's cold tone pleases him. 
Uncertainty flashes across his captives dark eyes as she attempts to put space between their bodies, this is exactly what he was looking for, and the flames dissipate. 

"Better,"  he says through smiling lips. 

As the room darkens, his pounding heart slows and a sort of satisfaction settles over him. Levi takes a step forward, after she settles herself against the wall, allowing his mismatched gaze run the full length of her body. The flames from his mane and tail have dimmed but still color the cavern amber. She is within reach now, if he were to stretch out his muzzle he could touch her cool skin - but he doesn't, not yet. 

This is not his beautiful Rapture or the nymph Kolera, and that is what makes her perfect for his needs. She is nothing other than female to him.  He hadn't trusted himself to explore this, this act which had evaded him for five years, with the young mares who had shown interest in him. That would have involved soft words, wooing, seduction - caresses given and returned. That's not who he wanted to be. 

This woman, twice his age, wielding fangs and bloodlust, (he had seen the way she seemed to taste him through the air) she smells of sex and is careless with her own life. He wonders exactly what she had planned for herself and Dahmer before Ellyse had interrupted them.
Not that any of that mattered anymore, she was his now. 

He had pushed her away and now he seeks to draw her back, to test his power, to see how many times he can bend her back and forth before she breaks - or he breaks.  "Come here," he whispers into the hot air to the mare who cowers against the wall, for now, there are none others.

Levi

so scream you, out from behind the bitter ache.