Lust's shoulders rolled like a lioness getting ready to strike. She sat up, one knee bent in a position that looked like she could literally jump on him if she chose to. "Neither are you." she said to make sure to remind him how much she rejected him.

She tilted her head coyly, biting the nail of her thumb as she watched him wipe the blood, "But isn't a girl allowed to change her mind?" she could feel his anger and it seemed to please her more. He was such a rat. A dirty. Vicious. Violent. Broken. Rat.

She liked it.