(Hey, guys! Back with another chapter! I know you people're needy, so I'll shut my trap and start writing! XD)

She sat down on the more decorative chair. He chuckled to himself, taking a seat next to her and realizing that there was a lot of meat prepared. "Oh... Oh, yeah! You said you ate-" He noticed her meat was still bleeding. "...Uh, I think they underdid yours, Mileena."

She pulled her veil down, tearing into it savagely. His eyes went wide. "...That poor piece of meat. I'd hate to get on your bad side." She ripped a chunk out with her teeth, looking over at him with blood covering her mouth. "Oh, um... Sorry. Probably should've warned you ahead of time..."

He shrugged. "It's, fine. No need to apologize for being you." She nodded slowly. "...It's who I am. I was designed to be a savage due to my Tarkatan DNA. I, sometimes can't control it." He rubbed the bite scars on his shoulder. "You don't say..." She laughed, going back to tearing into her meat.

He blinked a couple times, turning to his meal and taking a bite out of it with his fork. "You seem to be quite comfortable with me. Usually an Empress uses the silverware when other people are present." She looked up from her meat. "I'm not like most Royalty, Blake."

He smiled. "And I like you for it..." She flinched when she heard those words, as that was the first time she heard him say that. "...Even though I'm covered in blood?" He nodded. "As long as it's not yours, or mine, I think we'll be fine."

She laughed. "Well, I have tasted yours before~." He rolled his eyes. "Are you trying to push me away? Because I'm not going anywhere." She shook her head. "No, I'm not. I'm just playing with you~." He chuckled. "I'm not complaining..."

She smiled. "I'd be surprised if you were~." He shook his head, smiling back and taking another bite. She stared at him. "You don't have to use them, you know." He shrugged. "Eh, I like using manners." She narrowed her eyes at him. "I see how it is. Make me look bad, I see now..."

He raised an eyebrow. "What're you trying to do?" She shrugged. "Nothing, I'm just implying that you're trying to show your Empress up, that's all." He choked a bit on his food. "What?! No, I'm not! I just favor sophistication over animalisticity, that's all." He mimicked her.

She glared at him. "Oh, I see now! I'm the bad one here!" He shook his head. "I never said that. I was just saying that there is silverware for a reason, and that I prefer using them rather than just letting them sit there and collect dus-" A fork whizzed past his head. "How's THAT for using them?!" She snarled angrily.

He looked up at her, realizing she seemed pretty mad. "...I take back everything I said beforehand, and you're very pretty covered in blood." She took a deep breath, regaining her composure and going back to eating, except this time she was eating it more viciously.

He sighed. "...I'm sorry, by the way." She stopped eating, looking at him. He continued. "You eat your way, and I eat my way. I should respect that, and just look past it. I apologize, Mileena." She nodded slowly. "...I'm sorry for throwing a fork at you."

He nodded. "Yeah, that was quite uncalled for. I merely suggested you eat using the-." He noticed her glaring at him again, deciding not fo finish that sentence. "...Do, you want me to go elsewhere? Because I'd rather walk away than have my insides become outsides."

She laughed slightly. "No, you're fine. I'd rather you stay, actually. I enjoy your company." He chuckled. "I can tell." She smiled, getting up and swaying her hips over to him. "Do you enjoy my company~?" He tried to avoid staring at her hips. "Of course I do. Why else would I still be here?"

She sat on his lap, running her hands across his chest. "I dunno, why do you stay if not for my company~?" He looked at her quizzically, slowly catching on. "...You already know how I feel about you." She shook her head. "Not good enough. I want to hear you say it~."

He blinked a couple times. "...But you already know, why would I need to tell you? Plus, I've already told you not too long ago." She frowned a bit, before going back to her smile "...I want to hear you say it again~." He shrugged. "I like you...?"

She stared at him. "Are you asking a question, or are you telling me~." She teased. He sighed heavily. "There's just no pleasing you, is there? Look, I like you. There. Happy?" She grinned, hugging him tightly. "Very. Because now I can give you your after-dinner surprise~."

He looked at her quizzically. "Surprise? What surpri-Whoa, bad touch!" She laughed slightly, licking his face and climbing off him, beckoning to him. "Your surprise awaits, Blake~." He looked at his food. "...But what about our meal?" She rolled her eyes, grabbing his hand and practically dragging him to her room, clearly impatient. "Oh, just come on!"

(Well, that escalated rather quickly! Then again, I'm one to judge! Anyways, see you in the next one!)