The kiss was returned just as forcefully, his free hand slipping into her hair and pulling as he stepped closer, his body flush against hers. He felt blood seeping through both their shirts and onto his skin and that made him grin into the kiss, before departing from it to roughly rasp into her ear, "It'd be a shame if you had to lose that breast, pretty. I rather like them." He wrapped his arm around her, still clutching his knife, letting its dull edge run across her back, just reminding her it was there.