Northstar Vale I paint my lips red, I turn my own head

She shrugged, turned, pulled away to gaze at him. His gaze hardened slightly as it bore into her quietly as she spoke. Any trace of a smile that had lingered on his maw had now vanished. Mm, a lifetime, He agreed in a rumble, advancing towards her again. We ought to make the best of every moment then, Reiko. He purred, leaning out to drag his tongue down her cheek in a gross, prolonged kiss. Though a smile touched his face again, it did not meet his gaze, which remained coldly locked on her. He wanted to say something to set her in place, to let her know who was boss... but this time he let his eyes do the work. His gaze would tell her enough- that she ought to be careful and watch herself. One strike, fine. Two strikes, fine. Three meant she was out for good and he'd make damn sure of that. 

fade? we need a new one :P