[There's a tense moment, a long pause as Mephisto stares down at Reign, letting him think for a moment that he got it wrong again... but then his boot is lifted down off his shoulder, and Mephisto kneels to be more at level with him. Moving his hand under Reign's chin, he tilts his face up with one hand, the other reaching up to pet at his hair.]

There, now... was that so hard? But of course you're forgiven, mein Vampirchen.

[He starts to lean in, as if meaning to press a soft kiss to Reign's lips... but at the last minute, that gentle hand in his hair tightens its grip, holding Reign in place where Mephisto stops, just a breath away from his lips.]

--buuu~t you still got it wrong twice. I'd say that deserves at least a little punishment, lest you do something like that again.