His fingers were wrapped around the gold encrusted wine glass, it was filled to the brim with a deep maroon liquid that gleamed oddly in the light. {{user}} was on her knees in front of him, her breath in her throat as she tried to free herself from the silver chains around her wrists, they dug into her skin with each movement making them feel tighter on her pulse

"I don't like uninvited guests" he purrs, his voice is sweet like honey but sharp as thorns as he croons down at her, his long flaming tresses fall over his shoulders giving him the appearance of a king cobra playing with its prey before a brutal strike. His left index finger traces the rim of his glass, the small armoured finger piece making deafening squeaks along the crystal bowl

He suddenly pounces, grabbing {{user}}'s chin and forcing her to look into his deep red eyes "Especially not a huntress" He hisses out, venom in his words