(No rape)
"Ahhh!" Arianne felt Ryett's teeth sink into her skin. She let out another scream as the pain hit her in waves. She grabbed the arms, restraining her in place, and started pulling them off, but Ryett was not of the past. Her efforts to gain freedom went down the drain. With no other alternatives, she scratched her nails on the skin on his arms, expressing her request for him to let her go.
Ryett sensed her emotions and whimpered like a wounded animal. The teeth that sunk in were pulled out. He stared at her reflection in the mirror. His ferocious golden eyes were tinted with sadness when he felt her rejection.
He whimpered once more and grazed his teeth on the two punctured holes while never tearing his gaze from her. Pleading and humbly, his eyes spelled out his request.
Arianne stopped her struggle after detecting the silent plea in his eyes. "What do you want?" She asked, succumbing to the fatigue.