BAM!
Out of nowhere, but she was there. Giving a loud "OOF!" as the air rushed out of him, he was about to began a string of protests when he realized she had her hands around him. Shit! She's gonna try to strangle me! But, oh? What was this?
Tensing up as she lifted herself to press her lips to his own, Caden's eyes widened in surprise. What? ....what?! WHAT WAS SHE DOING?!
She's...she's touching!? What the hell?! She...sh-she!! But now she was being so gentle after slamming him into the wall. How kind.
There was no way he'd be immune to the gentle caresses, the feeling of hands playing with his prized mane of hair. And all at once she put a bit of distance between them. Such a tease, such an attitude, too.
Pet? Whose pet was he?! He was certainly no barn cat! Ah, but his thoughts were once again soothed by the gentle feeling of her fingers against him, this time a bit more intimately as she traced along his chest. Hm, she was an interesting one, he would have to be careful.
"See, I thought you might say that," he replied, confidence almost restored by the small compliment. "I suppose I'll have to forgive you...but why, oh why did you have to drag me all the way out here, hm?"
Caden reached a hand up, fingers brushing through the ends of her hair. Ah, it looked lovely. Her features were striking, to say the least, but he was definitely curious. He assumed something of this had to do with killing him, though. It was always the interesting ones that tried and he knew he was well-coveted for both his looks and the skills of his race.
"Alright, where's your knife, sweetheart?" he coaxed, grinning knowingly as he snatched her up around the waist to prevent her from running again. "I'm sure you didn't just want a kiss."