Artificial Human Making, Am I God?

Yuri sneezed.

Mark turned a small rock into a tissue paper and handed it over to her. 

"You alright?" he asked.

"Yep, I wonder who is thinking about me?" She wiped her nose with the tissue and threw it away. "So anyway, let's focus back on what we were doing."

He cupped her face and kissed her. Yuri reciprocated but when they broke the kiss, she rolled her eyes at him. "I didn't mean let's continue kissing, I meant let's try using your Alchemic Shapeshifting in weird ways."

"Does a prey tell its predator what to do?" he asked.

Yuri was currently pinned against the ground, Mark floating above her. She couldn't move aside easily unless he allowed her to move.

"I am an A-rank Hunter, Mark, I can escape if I want. I am no prey," she challenged.

Mark pinned her wrists tightly against the ground with his hand and pushed her legs against the ground with his own legs. His golden eyes roamed over her seductive body.