With the vampire shapechanger now before him, sexy and demure, naked and on his back waiting to be plundered, Eiael could feel himself growing erect. When the question came, he almost identified himself - but thought of a cuter response at first.
"Your first and best," he grinned, licking his lips as he eyed Flick's prone figure, imagining the things he would do to that body, stroking himself. "I am Eiael, Angel of the Occult, Dark Angel of the Universes, Prince of Music and --UNGH!"
Two pulses of dark energy flew over Flick and hit Eiael square in the head, causing him to stumble backwards. His hands forgot whatever they were doing and covered his face as he tripped and fell against the woodland floor, shrieking that he was blind.
Quin Balderdash the Fourth had been very close in the woods when Flick had fallen, and had come to investigate. When seeing the wolf, he debated whether or not to get close to it, and in the meantime had watched the dark angel land before it. He'd frozen then, intrigued by the scene before him, and agog when the wolf changed into a man. A shifter, then! The dark angel had looked menacing to Quin's eyes, with his dark halo and malicious appeal. As soon as he'd grabbed his cock, however, Quin thought he would not stand idly by while that poor guy got raped. Summoning his talents, he shot two orbs of dark energy at the Angel from his eyes, hoping to blind him in order to get away. When he managed to hit him square in the face, he whooped with glee and ran out to collect the shifter - surprised, when he got closer, to smell vampire as well as wolf. Vampire shifter, then.
"Quick!" he shouted, grabbing Flick's arm and trying to drag him to his feet, "before this tosser shakes off my spell!" He was frantic, he'd never gone up against a dark angel before, and he had the impression that the one he'd just blinded and was rolling around on the forest floor was quite a powerful one. Pissing off a powerful dark angel had not been on his to-do list today, but that was just the nature of living in this city - even when going for a walk in order to enjoy solitude one could come across all kinds of crazy.
"FOOKING MOVE!" Quin yelled at the vampire shifter, who was too slow for his liking. Quin had more magic available to him, and thought he'd have to use it, but there was a little den not too far away that the pair of them could crawl into while Big Red recovered.