"I am a goddess of nature." She said as she dug her nails into his side. He wanted things rough? He'd get it rough.
And then he mentioned his own plaything. Why do they always have somebody else? She released him. He was no better than Eddie and his stupid obsession with that blond. She didn't want to be number two or be number one knowing there was a number two.
She shoved him against a tree, the vines allowing her to do so before wrapping themselves (and him) around for further restraint. She wanted to kiss him now, just for he satisfaction that she might kill the damn kid right there and then. In a swift movement between shoving him and him impacting on the tree, she dove on him; kissing him deeply while passing a million times over the lethal dose of ricin for a human being. Death for her victims was not slow and painful, but fast and excruciating.
She brought her hands to his face and gently dug her nails into his face, wrapping one leg around him and the trunk of the tree to bring her entire body closer to him so he could feel everything that he would never get. She was not a plaything. She was a force of nature. She released him after a short moment- no need to give him any longer than he deserved- and walked away. If he survived, he would undoubtedly release himself from the vines. It would be momentarily sad to see them go, however, it would be enough time for her to disappear in the dense flora of her park and she had no desire to be just anther plaything to just another ego-filled male.