Catina scoffed, but the feeling of his lips on her neck felt so good. "Don't get too cocky, vampire slayer. I'm not the same girl you used to know." She stated hotly, moving her nails down his chest and then back up, teasing him as she did so. She wasn't rusty with her training, but him, she didn't know. She normally did so everyday, mostly because she was used to it and if she didn't, she'd be afraid she'd fail in whatever exterminating that she was attempting.
Adelay, noticing the craving that he was having, moved next to him and raised an eyebrow. "Do you think that's the right choice?" She questioned, holding the book in her hand. Her eyes caught sight of a pure black book with white writing all over it in different languages, but they all came down to the work Psychic. Grabbing it, she looked back at Jack. "If you don't want to die, I wouldn't do it if I were you."