Marcus
What the hell?
That was a deliberate move to piss her off. This girl was so prideful, visibly becoming angry when he defiled her body. She was ready to kill him before and now she was bowing before his feet, enjoying a long passionate kiss to the tip of his dirty shoes. Was she after sex? No, otherwise she would have taken him long before this. Think! She was ready to kill him until-
The aura...
"Fine, if you want it that bad, then i'll give you whatever you want," he said, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her up to her feet. With his other hand, he grabbed hold of her breasts once more, this time, taking a more greedy approach, fondling them as though they were the last pair of tits he would ever feel. This was perhaps the only indication of his fear.
There was something just plain unsettling about how she gave herself over to him like that, far more unsettling than if she had lashed out at him. He was never one to be afraid of insane monsters, wielding their power like gods. Those kind of people he could match with his own power. However, this girl was clearly the scheming type. The kind of person that devours others in order to obtain their power, leaving a trail of half eaten bodies, just so someone strong could track them down. Of course, even then, they would only play with their new food, treating that one brave soul like an exquisite dish.
But that is why he rubbed his clothed length against her. That is why he stripped her of the rest of her clothes. That is why he continued to fondle her naked body, his cock barely contained within his pants. Because he wanted to conquer that fear. Perhaps it would lead him to his ultimate goal, obtaining victory.