A slow smile spreads across my face, I like not having to fully manipulate someone for once. Our agendas are not that much different. "What will I give you?" I pretend to weigh the various options in my head when there is actually only one answer. "I'll make sure all the little lambs around here trust you fully. You'd be amazed at just how persuasive I can be."

As for the other statement, my teeth pierce the sensitive flesh of his hip. "You don't want easy." My index finger gathers the blood I've drawn before he heals, smearing it across his lower lip.

I rise from my knees and playfully ruffle his too-long hair as if he was a child. "Or maybe I'm wrong." I start to walk away, my gait full of confidence while I wave a dismissive hand. "Maybe you like little girls who just take it and smile."