"Temper temper," Gemini could see the vampire struggling with his anger and wasn't inclined to help him with it. In fact she was positively enjoying goading him, amused by how his anger seemed to govern him. His boasts she met with a roll of her eyes an an unimpressed "I'm sure." If he was going to try to intimidate her she would return the effort; she was a de Mille and would not be threatened by a mere creature with spiky front teeth.
"Will you?" Her head slithered around his shoulders once more on her serpentine neck, slowly coiling around behind him. "I wonder if you'll remain were I to pour myself into your body and make you explode from within. I could survive that but can you?" Her mouth had drifted close to his ear, no hint of breath playing against his cheek as she licked his ear, her voice a vicious whisper. "Or I might stay for awhile and use you as my own personal meat-puppet. If your healing's good enough you might even survive for a time, let's see how quickly it works for you. Hold still, I wouldn't want to damage that pretty face."
A tendril slithered up to his face, elongating slowly into a razor silvery metallic looking blade which began to slice lightly into his neck.