The standing motion of the vampire was enough to throw her off entirely, the fox entirely sure that the hold her power had on him would last throughout their encounter. He was strong willed, clearly, if he was able to shake the hold so easily. A challenge, it was going to be, and that was enough to make the corner of Edie's lip quirk up into an amused simper. The girl was more than willing to give him the space to pull himself up, watching his every movement. Another man would have pulled his weapon immediately, powers welding. But no, this one hesitated with his hand outstretched. Her status as a woman made a difference to him, it was clear, and one that Edie would take to her advantage. He didn't see her as a threat, and that was his mistake, not hers. The single sweep of her leg was entirely unpredictable, her foot easily colliding with his legs in a way that caused the man to come crashing down to the earth once again.

It was all those lessons with Kato that had her prepared for this, though she doubted that he would have approved that she was using it for anything other than to protect herself. Though, she supposed, she could argue that he was a threat. He had a sword, even if he wasn't intending to use it on her. But she didn't know that, not certainly. And besides, Frost had said to keep him out of the apartment, and she had every intention of doing so. It was that that had her crawling on top of the fae's form, her body's full weight pinning him down as she leaned forward to secure his arms to the grass as well. It was too easy, too simple. She half expected the fae to roll or attempt to throw her off. It is the mention that her intentions remained none of his business that seemed to rile up the man, though he still did nothing to fight back.

"You'll still find that I don't care much for threats," Edie said calmly, shifting just slightly so that some of her body weight rested on the man's legs. She was determined that now that she had him down, he would stay that way. She hardly feared the man, thinking that he wouldn't dare harm her, nor did he have the ability to throw her off. He was a delicate thing, as all fae were. But still, he could be deceitful if he wanted, she supposed. She leaned forward, moving so her face was only inches from his as she placed a delicate kiss on his lips, one that she cut off with a teasing laugh as she moved her body up just slightly. She kept her face close, invading his space, but didn't touch him again.

"But since you asked so nicely, the name is Edie. And I have no intention of robbing you, darling. I have all the money I need, that's not what this is about." This was about the faerie girl he lived with, though she had no intention of sharing that with him, even if he asked. Instead, she merely grinned at him. "And dear, you'll find that I'm not afraid of you, not even slightly. So harm me all you want. If you can get up, that is." She grinned at him. "But you're not getting information out of me, I promise." The longer the Were girl held out on him, the more time Frost had to do whatever he was doing, and she didn't disobey his orders.

It was that that caused her to keep the man pinned down. Frost had asked her to distract him, and since he had chosen not to do it the easy way, this was what was last. "You are right about one thing though, faerie boy, I have no desire to bed you. No desire to touch you or even look at you. Faeries disgust me, but I'm under orders to keep you out of the way today." She grinned playfully at him. "So that's what I'm doing."