His smile only widened more at his shadow remark. Moving dangerously close to him without touching him at all, enchanted with his smell. For a moment, he just stared at him, with hunger and desire, there was no need to tell him the opposite now, or to tell him nothing at all, he already knew too much.
Laugher reached his ears, it was cold and disturbing, but Mephiles wasn’t laughing.
At incredibly speed he placed his hands over Mephiles' arms and forced him to back off until they hit a wall. Shadow pinned him against it roughly, pressing himself with all his force against him so he couldn't move away.
He could only think on one thing in that moment, nothing else mattered anymore. To satisfy his tormented thirst. Almost in a sensual way, he leaned his head forward Mephiles' neck, just to end on aggressively closing his jaws into the smooth fur reaching the tender skin and ripping it with his new sharper fangs.