"Well I ‘was’ taking a very nice walk till you tried to run me down", I answered simply.

She averted her accusing eyes and looked guiltily at her car. I inched towards her like a predator about to catch it’s prey, but as soon as I got a foot into her personal space she pulled out a knife. Her aura spiked but non-the less still blazed blue. She wouldn’t hurt me, I could tell.

"Back up", her voiced wavered.

I eyed the knife warily, because there was nothing to worry about. I noted how she held it stiffly in her hand. She’d probably hurt herself more than me.

I walked closer, my neck pressing against cold-steel as I loomed over her. She lent onto her car as I inched closer to her. I ignored the fact that the knife nicked me as I lent further in and kissed her lips. I dragged my teeth lightly against her bottom lip unconsciously and pulled it into my mouth, sucking on it. I grinned like a cheshire cat into the kiss, when I distinctively heard the knife clatter to the floor. Her shade was darkening but stayed blue.

Why was I kissing this stranger? letting her invade my senses? Answer is: I don’t know yet but I’d find out afterwards.

I brought the girl closer to me as my tongue entered her mouth and we began dueling for dominance. I won as I practically laid her flat against her cars hood, with me on top. She moaned as my fingers edged at the waistband of her jeans.

I wouldn’t let her get away again.

"Wai–uh…!", she moaned as my hand slipped into her pants and cupped her covered center.

The kiss grew feverish and I smirked when I felt the damp spot between the apex of her thighs. I rubbed her through her panties and groaned myself at how wet she was getting though I hadn’t touched her properly.

"mmm…", she whimpered into my ear and I couldn’t take it.

I pushed her underwear aside and was about to enter but my phone started ringing.

"Damn it", I cursed at myself as I backed off the teen.

Said teen having had closed her eyes now opened them. Probably wondering why I stopped so suddenly.

"Wha…?", she started but I was already picking up my phone and walking away.

I answered the phone quite irritated.

"Yes", my voice was firm and clipped.

I felt a foreign feeling… It was like the shade of red but lighter…

Annoyance.

"Jeez I just wanted to see how the job was going. What has your synesthete panties in a twist.

"Nothing…".

Synesthete’s didn’t have emotions, they saw others.