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“I don’t know, I just happened to be walking by and thought I heard whinnying sounds over here, and you’re the only one over here so... It had to be you, right?”
𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖑 𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖚𝖑𝖘𝖊𝖘 ♥ of-thorns
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Soft, slick, it was much easier to cut into Leona’s body in this spot with his teeth than it had been when he had bitten into his breast before. Still, it was tough unlike if he were to bite into something else with much less muscle. Leona was lean and his body was so fun to sink his teeth into. And his blood? Exquisite. If only he wasn’t so concerned about killing him, he would have started taking literal chunks out of his body, devouring him without a second thought. However, he was concerned with his life. Malleus didn’t want Leona to die even if it were at his own hands. Malleus would no longer have that annoying presence come to visit him anymore... That presence he welcomed halfheartedly if it meant that he could have semblance of a relationship with someone outside of those he knew most of his life or even their life.
Malleus enjoyed the taste in his mouth until the moment that Leona had surprised him once more by releasing himself from his bindings by sheer force despite ripping his skin more and he was pulled off of the new holes he created in his other leg. Once more, Malleus found himself scrambling a little as he was pulled off, although this time in a slightly more painful than last as nails were digging into his neck.
Despite the pain, however, it was quickly blossoming into something he wanted more of, goosebumps traveling down his skin as the king of fae hissed, his slit pupils glaring daggers in the direction of Leona even as he cut into his skin just under his eye. His breath only seemed to accelerate as the blood pooled and then spilled forth from the new wound on his face.
Ah, he did feel somewhat thankful that this was where Leona stopped, his eye being kept in tact even if slightly dangerous of a position that his claw was in beneath it.
Oh, but yes... Malleus knew he was also quite perverted in this situation, his tongue sliding out over the fingers that pushed themselves into his mouth for a moment. It hurt, the way he held onto his face like that... But, he was actually excited, stunned enough that he could not retaliate for now as Leona did as he liked. However, he could notice just how weak he was getting, and all the blood, despite how attractive it was, was getting to be a bit much. The guy was likely fighting through being dizzy just to prove a point which almost pulled a laugh from him until Leona was suddenly changing his position and pushing his face into his crotch.
“AH!” he exclaimed at first, his hands moving to press into the ground to push himself away from his dick, shocked his face even came in contact with it that once, only to pull more of a surprise to look as Leona slapped him with it.
“‘I-in-invited?’” he questioned, the word seeming lost on him for a moment, before he realized he was cracking another joke at people not inviting him to places... Inviting him to do anything... Now Leona was inviting him to ‘suck his dick’.
A growl of his own moved through his lips as his head moved, twisting it in the grip he had on his horns to look at him through messy hair, before it was twisting into something of a grin.
“Your jokes are truly in poor taste,” he commented back at him, a scoff of a laugh passing his lips. Although, again, he was reminded of his wounds when the sight of blood made itself known as his own dropped onto the groin of the lion from the fresh cut on his face.
“You look like you’re about to pass out, maybe I should fix that for you first?” he asked, one of his hands reaching out toward Leona’s arm just to touch his bloody bicep and dig his claws in before light was emitting from his touch, just to pull it away from him and leave behind a healed arm in its wake. Although, it was just the one before Malleus’ tongue was lolling out of his mouth and wrapping around Leona’s dick, constricting it with the prehensile appendage. The healing perhaps something of a distraction.
His tongue moved, slithering around what he had captured in its embrace as Malleus brought his head down further, taking the tip of Leona’s dick in his mouth without so much as a complaint in what was happening. His lips sealed around the spot around his tongue as well, the muscle flexing and rubbing against the underside while it also worked to tease half of the head’s glands with how he had it wrapped around him.
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The heat, the warmth- Everything was going out of control. Despite having the conscious thought to tease Leona like this, Malleus found himself actually getting excited, a tight feeling slowly becoming more noticeable within his pants the more he ‘played’ with Leona. Although, it really did not appear he was alone in this as he was soon enough feeling evidence of Leona experience much of the same thing as he ground into him. A odd mixture of emotions welled within with this knowledge, both of disgust and arousal. The way Leona was looking at him now heightened this feeling, causing a fluttering feeling in his chest.
What was this? The look so predatory on Leona’s face despite still not having the upper hand here irked him but it was sill so pleasing to the eye. A challenge... They both wanted this. They both wanted to fuck the other, but how it would happen would only be told by time, although things were still very much in Malleus’ favor.
While he wasn’t intending to make it entire obvious, the moment Leona was able to free himself further from the thorny vine trap further just to get close to his face, a hot breath of his own passed blood coated lips. Malleus’ frame froze for a moment as Leona actually decided to taste him, feeling his tongue move over his jawline and then behind his ear...
He shivered.
Simply unable to stop himself from doing so and expressing his desire so openly, biting back a moan as his tongue teased his ear and then bit his earlobe. It was the latter action he couldn’t help himself even further, his body twitching as he took in a audible breath.
...But those words. Those words he spoke snapped him out of his haze of impression. Hues of green narrowed to glare at him throwing his weight into his arm to pin him to the ground again, holding him down by his sternum with a hand that was quickly being coated in blood as well just as its twin had.
“Help? What would I need your help for? I’ll just take what I want from you. Your body surely seems to not have any objections to my ideas,” he spat with venom, his now free hand moving down to grip the other man through his pants, “How perverted of you. Do you get off on being put in a helpless situation?”
Malleus looked toward the hand that was now pinned against his neck, a smirk slipping onto his face, that must have felt great for him, those thorns cutting fresh wounds into his body... Malleus could take it all in so well if Leona would just stop moving.
“I’ll make this mine for the night... This body that seems to crave my touch...” he almost whispered, taunting as he groped him through his pants in a more gentle fashion than when he had grabbed him before. That was, until he moved his hand once more and gripped the hem of his pants, going ahead and ripping them further from his body in order to see what exactly lay underneath despite it being quite obvious.
“No saving these things, huh?” he teased softly, gripping Leona’s free leg after having adjusted his body enough to access it, beginning to push it up and expose his lower half to him further. He didn’t have too much time to be able to admire his body as he already knew that Leona was going to fight against him. And with that in mind, Malleus brought his head down once more, biting into his thigh.
OOC: trying to write my replies with my roommates...
So I loosely described twst to my rooomates who know I’m a sinner but they didn’t know I’m writing Malleona smut
Roleplaying TWST according to my roommates, J &A : J:”Can I get two mickeys” Mufasa chuckled. J: Wait you’re scar right? J: “Scar chuckled darkly.” A: Ok but if you don’t have him say “Be prepared” before you fuck someone what’s the point? J: WAIT THIS IS A SEXUAL THING? Me: NO BUT ITS NOT LITERALLY- J: YOURE WRITING PORN AS SCAR FROM DISNEY J: YOU’RE A GRoWNn WoMWNANAN A: yeah she’s a grown woman and she writes porn as disney characters
Writing porn from Scar's POV, Huh? Weirdooo
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My thoughts with evidence: Lilia is an incubus
From this day forward, Lilia will be written as an incubus rather than that of a vampire. As a joke, a group of friends and I were making jokes about what Lilia could possibly be, and looking up information on incubi, I have found out that there are several names in things such as Gilgamesh that support this theory. That being the names of the incubi/succubi mentioned. I think his name was derived from this information.
In general, it makes sense and fits in with the overall Sleeping Beauty aesthetic as incubi are known to lay upon sleeping women.
Lilia… incubus…
Lilia…INCUBUS
I’m tempted to draw it because I like this idea jfkkfkfjj
I'm glad to see you all like my theory!! It makes me happy people seem to agree.
day1 prompt: WORLD
Halloween Malleus!! Thank you twst!!
My thoughts with evidence: Lilia is an incubus
From this day forward, Lilia will be written as an incubus rather than that of a vampire. As a joke, a group of friends and I were making jokes about what Lilia could possibly be, and looking up information on incubi, I have found out that there are several names in things such as Gilgamesh that support this theory. That being the names of the incubi/succubi mentioned. I think his name was derived from this information.
In general, it makes sense and fits in with the overall Sleeping Beauty aesthetic as incubi are known to lay upon sleeping women.
𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖑 𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖚𝖑𝖘𝖊𝖘 ♥ of-thorns
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Each and every reaction Malleus managed to pull from Leona from this point forward only served to heighten Malleus’ want and need to torture him. To use him. These were horrid thoughts to have, and he knew it to be so as well, but the urge to do it was outweighing a rational mind. The scent of blood was thick in the air, the need to dominate his prey pressing harshly down upon the king of fae. Animal impulses.
That scream, harsh in its sound pierced Malleus’ ears, but the call of pain in his voice almost drew a moan out from the fae’s pec filled mouth as his teeth sunk and tore at flesh in their way. He only stopped when his lips were touching his skin too, sucking down the blood flowing into his mouth. His tongue lashed, swiping what was familiarly a nipple as he did so, tasting him more intimately. Maybe it was a little more intimate that he had planned it to be, but he couldn’t deny himself that he wanted that too. The pleasures to be able to push this man down and make him submit beneath him... Even if it meant that he would no longer come close to him out of fear.
Despite that being a thought he had once before, not wanting Leona to leave because he enjoyed their fights, right now, it didn’t matter. If this was to drive him away, so be it. What mattered to Malleus as of now was making himself feel good. To taste and eat the lion beneath him until he was satisfied with what he took. Even as Leona continued to struggle, his body jerking beneath him, the growling of protest, Malleus sucked at him, taking away more of his life’s blood for his own satisfaction and quelling a deep seated hunger.
That was until, suddenly, he felt a hand at the back of his head, gripping onto his hair and pulling on it.
“Mm’fah!” his fangs were tore loose from their fleshy holes, Malleus’ tongue lolling from his mouth and dripping with blood for a moment while Leona had forced his head back. Just a few more drops joining with the mess of a man below him. Almost like a noodle, it was pulled back into his mouth, the thing having fell past his chin a good few inches.
He squirmed, his eyes catching Leona’s wanting to pull away from the grasp on his hair, but also not pull his own hair out. That grip was harsh and he would rather not gain a bald spot from doing something stupid such as forcefully pull his head away from his hand. Instead, he hissed at him, baring his teeth for a moment, each tooth coated in red.
“What? I’ll what?” he questioned, noting he wasn’t continuing his sentence, the words just having dropped back into his throat or something along the lines.
“Regret this? Maybe. But, you’ll just have to try again after, hm? I want to see what you’ll do to get back at me for this, Kingscholar,” those blood tinged lips spread open into a toothy grin before he began laughing a little, his claws digging into the sides of his neck now too.
Even with Leona’s hand in his hair, Malleus could still move freely, he lifted his other arm, pressing that down on his chest now while he took his other hand away from his neck, smearing the intermingled blood of his own and the other’s over the bottom half of his face, almost as if he was putting there on purpose for him to bite onto. He wanted Leona to bite him, he wanted those proud teeth to sink into his skin as well just to feel it.
“Do you want a taste too?”
𝕹𝖔𝖈𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖞 | with Of-Thorns
H(arbor)-roots sprawling beneath the detritus of the forest floor like unshakeable thoughts, thick, ancient, and inflexible. They brought nutrients from the soil up to the sentinels of the forest, these massive trunks whose silence had reigned over the darkness and whose branches denoted the generations. Even he, who so loathed regality derived from antiquity knew their importance the canopy obscuring the light of the stars so deep within the woods. Yet lying amongst the foliage was folly, in the thin parched tendrils that stole away sustenance in the name of beauty. In those vines, (and veins) adorned by thorns.
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Ever since the day had struck on the clock, Malleus had left his dormitory out of a need to get out of the stuffy, overbearing place. At this time, he could count on those of who would be worried about his whereabouts the most would most likely be asleep. That, or simply didn’t mind wat he got up to on his own time. He would be safe on his own anyway, there wasn’t too much that anyone needed to worry about. He needed to get out, and the night was simply the best time to roam without having to worry about eyes casting their judgment on him if the happened to see him walking through.
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Verisimilitude-it shouldn’t have been something he struggled with, yet the image before him was like an oil canvas brought back to life-Malleus fit into this world as if it were a sort of dream tailor crafted for him-this silent latibule where the face of the gargoyle contemplated unknowable sights from times not remembered. The sight of him didn’t feel real that night, like even comprehending him required a familiar touch stone- Even though he’d brush it off it was almost understandable why so many in the school feared Malleus-he was like flashes of light across the sky, striking-hard to look at. Like a graveyard- Among bones was where the king of beasts made his home.
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The small creature that made its hasty retreat only had Malleus’ attention but for a moment. He didn’t need to see it to know where it was going, and perhaps he might have been relieved with the fact that Leona didn’t eat it. The creature didn’t deserve to die simply because he was annoyed by an unwelcome presence.
Malleus’ eyes moved from the salamander back to Leona’s face as he went about stretching out his body, silently listening to the words he spoke to him with his guard both relaxed, yet not. He was prepared for just about anything that would happen in the coming moments. However, it seemed he wasn’t as prepared as he thought he was, hearing the last words that fell away from dark lips.
“Ha. Even though you asked…you did have a reason after all, did you?”
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Crack. In the facade-the peaceful expression on his face shattering like a mirror. The sound of his fist clenching, the bones in his knuckles grinding. Claws digging into the flesh of his palm. That smile, like a schism itself in the world broke him almost immediately, shattered. The pieces reflected the truth in refracted thoughts as they feel into abyss, lost in a single magic word. Adorable. Baited, like an animal. Fangs bared, as if he’d snarl, Leona took an intrepid step forward as he planned to rearrange Malleus’s smile-
Had he relied on the fae being amicable? Malleable? Agreeable in any fashion? It was almost easy to forget his nature watching him from afar, arcane and graceful-lithe, like a doe. It wasn’t that he hadn’t expected this malice, but rather for the briefest second had allowed himself to be poisoned by the toxic mixture of his own ego and the elysian beauty of Malleus in this place…It irked him that he should be addressed so casually, he’d almost fantasized that his request would be granted, like a command-there was something delicious in the thought of Malleus obeying his orders. At his beck and call-
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Ah, he was already angry with him even though just moments before he was all smiles and wanting to tease him. Surely, this is what Leona came here for anyway. The two of them were going to fight and they knew it. It was just a matter of when, how and why. That step he took to get closer to him brought a raise to his heart beat, getting excited almost immediately. The expression was subtle, but he did let slip that he found it funny that he was mad at something so miniscule when he could say things that were so much worse than that.
“Ha! You act as though you stand a chance!”
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Leaves-leaving whatever was left of his patience-like razors they came back at him, the king framed by the thin edges of them as they came on the reversal of the magic wind, his hair blown back from the oncoming counter. Instead of shirking back he advanced, leaning as he raced forwards. One blade came through, and with a slight jump he caught it in his teeth-his eyes able to trace even such a fast moving object, clearly intended to imitate the scar on his face. He held it for a moment, almost as if it were a boast within itself-almost indolent, as if it hadn’t been a challenge whatsoever. What was it about Malleus that set him off so?
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Watching Leona was almost something like watching an animal do a trick when he caught the leaf in his mouth. He almost laughed aloud at the sight of him still coming forward towards him with it in his mouth. His eyebrows creased as he tried to hold back even more disrespectful laughter. After all, that leaf could very well be used for something else, and he knew it. But was he expecting Leona to come up with something so effective? No, not really. Not that he couldn’t get away even if it turned out to be that way… Leona wasn’t as powerful as he thought he was, unfortunately for the lion. However, it was when Leona had said Malleus wasn’t invited to any parties that his amused expression dropped a little and he sent somewhat of a glare his way. His emotions sabotaged his escape, he saw the change in the slivers of leaf, but it was already too late and his arms were taken from him. Momentarily, he forgot he could escape the vines by simply teleporting away, so he pulled at him a little before looking toward Leona, baring his teeth as if though he were an animal, a clear threat.
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tw: blood uwu Air-it was expunged from his lungs as he came down like a meteor-burning like a falling star, his claws promising to ravage flesh. He could see the vines wrapped around delicate wrists, bound for even a breath. It would be enough-it had to be. Almost so willingly, Malleus had brought his face closer-his eyebrows like ink, thin angry lines which outlined his own demise. That exhale, almost like relief coursing through him that his hands would meet flesh. It hadn’t been the most elaborate of traps, but it had worked, damn it-and he was going to enjoy his handiwork thoroughly-laying hands on the king was a rare sort of treat, the sort he relished..He could only hope to make a worthwhile mark-
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TW: Blood, Sexual Themes.
Everything seemed to go as he had planned it to, thankfully. It would appear that Leona wasn’t so good at defensive magic to ward off such an attack that seemed so simple. That, or he simply did not have the time to get away. Either way, Malleus had caught him now, Leona couldn’t get away without the thorns cutting him more. Malleus was the victor. As one would expect anyway. A mere lion, despite being royalty, one not much worthy of a name in the world of magic expected to beat him? To land a scratch on his face? It was a dream that Leona could fantasize about.
Though, with his new prize, he wondered what he should do with it. It surely seemed to be able to spout nonsensical things with the most aggravating, smug look on its face despite being so obviously in pain. He would have to give him that at least. That even in such a situation death was staring him straight in the face, he looked on without fear. Or, that fear was being pushed aside in favor of taunting him. Was he wanting him to destroy him? Egging him on to cut him into ribbons?
Sʜɪɴᴇ ʀᴀᴢᴏʀ ᴇʏᴇs ɪɴ ᴅᴇʟɪɢʜᴛ! Sʜɪɴᴇ ʀᴀᴢᴏʀ ᴇʏᴇs ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴇ ♥ Sʜɪɴᴇ ʀᴀᴢᴏʀ ᴇʏᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ʟɪɢʜᴛ! (Tʜᴇʀᴇ’s ᴀ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ʙʀᴇᴇᴢᴇ ʙʟᴏᴡɪɴ’ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍʏ sᴏᴜʟ)
Coming soon to theatres… Malleus & Leona feral edition~
𝕹𝖔𝖈𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖞 | with Of-Thorns
H(arbor)-roots sprawling beneath the detritus of the forest floor like unshakeable thoughts, thick, ancient, and inflexible. They brought nutrients from the soil up to the sentinels of the forest, these massive trunks whose silence had reigned over the darkness and whose branches denoted the generations. Even he, who so loathed regality derived from antiquity knew their importance the canopy obscuring the light of the stars so deep within the woods. Yet lying amongst the foliage was folly, in the thin parched tendrils that stole away sustenance in the name of beauty. In those vines, (and veins) adorned by thorns.
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Ever since the day had struck on the clock, Malleus had left his dormitory out of a need to get out of the stuffy, overbearing place. At this time, he could count on those of who would be worried about his whereabouts the most would most likely be asleep. That, or simply didn’t mind wat he got up to on his own time. He would be safe on his own anyway, there wasn’t too much that anyone needed to worry about. He needed to get out, and the night was simply the best time to roam without having to worry about eyes casting their judgment on him if the happened to see him walking through.
Keep reading
Verisimilitude-it shouldn’t have been something he struggled with, yet the image before him was like an oil canvas brought back to life-Malleus fit into this world as if it were a sort of dream tailor crafted for him-this silent latibule where the face of the gargoyle contemplated unknowable sights from times not remembered. The sight of him didn’t feel real that night, like even comprehending him required a familiar touch stone- Even though he’d brush it off it was almost understandable why so many in the school feared Malleus-he was like flashes of light across the sky, striking-hard to look at. Like a graveyard- Among bones was where the king of beasts made his home.
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The small creature that made its hasty retreat only had Malleus’ attention but for a moment. He didn’t need to see it to know where it was going, and perhaps he might have been relieved with the fact that Leona didn’t eat it. The creature didn’t deserve to die simply because he was annoyed by an unwelcome presence.
Malleus’ eyes moved from the salamander back to Leona’s face as he went about stretching out his body, silently listening to the words he spoke to him with his guard both relaxed, yet not. He was prepared for just about anything that would happen in the coming moments. However, it seemed he wasn’t as prepared as he thought he was, hearing the last words that fell away from dark lips.
“Ha. Even though you asked…you did have a reason after all, did you?”
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Crack. In the facade-the peaceful expression on his face shattering like a mirror. The sound of his fist clenching, the bones in his knuckles grinding. Claws digging into the flesh of his palm. That smile, like a schism itself in the world broke him almost immediately, shattered. The pieces reflected the truth in refracted thoughts as they feel into abyss, lost in a single magic word. Adorable. Baited, like an animal. Fangs bared, as if he’d snarl, Leona took an intrepid step forward as he planned to rearrange Malleus’s smile-
Had he relied on the fae being amicable? Malleable? Agreeable in any fashion? It was almost easy to forget his nature watching him from afar, arcane and graceful-lithe, like a doe. It wasn’t that he hadn’t expected this malice, but rather for the briefest second had allowed himself to be poisoned by the toxic mixture of his own ego and the elysian beauty of Malleus in this place…It irked him that he should be addressed so casually, he’d almost fantasized that his request would be granted, like a command-there was something delicious in the thought of Malleus obeying his orders. At his beck and call-
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Ah, he was already angry with him even though just moments before he was all smiles and wanting to tease him. Surely, this is what Leona came here for anyway. The two of them were going to fight and they knew it. It was just a matter of when, how and why. That step he took to get closer to him brought a raise to his heart beat, getting excited almost immediately. The expression was subtle, but he did let slip that he found it funny that he was mad at something so miniscule when he could say things that were so much worse than that.
“Ha! You act as though you stand a chance!”
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Leaves-leaving whatever was left of his patience-like razors they came back at him, the king framed by the thin edges of them as they came on the reversal of the magic wind, his hair blown back from the oncoming counter. Instead of shirking back he advanced, leaning as he raced forwards. One blade came through, and with a slight jump he caught it in his teeth-his eyes able to trace even such a fast moving object, clearly intended to imitate the scar on his face. He held it for a moment, almost as if it were a boast within itself-almost indolent, as if it hadn’t been a challenge whatsoever. What was it about Malleus that set him off so?
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Watching Leona was almost something like watching an animal do a trick when he caught the leaf in his mouth. He almost laughed aloud at the sight of him still coming forward towards him with it in his mouth. His eyebrows creased as he tried to hold back even more disrespectful laughter. After all, that leaf could very well be used for something else, and he knew it. But was he expecting Leona to come up with something so effective? No, not really. Not that he couldn’t get away even if it turned out to be that way... Leona wasn’t as powerful as he thought he was, unfortunately for the lion. However, it was when Leona had said Malleus wasn’t invited to any parties that his amused expression dropped a little and he sent somewhat of a glare his way. His emotions sabotaged his escape, he saw the change in the slivers of leaf, but it was already too late and his arms were taken from him. Momentarily, he forgot he could escape the vines by simply teleporting away, so he pulled at him a little before looking toward Leona, baring his teeth as if though he were an animal, a clear threat.