Shivering under his touch, my head fell back slightly, lids hooding my eyes. "I don't know," I smiled, a wicked little flash of lips and teeth and hidden promise. "I think I might be mad at you. Left me all alone for far too long."
The finger on his belt loop turned into a hand tracing around his stomach. "I think you might need to be punished for that." My knuckles rubbed down the front of his jeans, my eyes watching his face for his reaction. "You've been very naughty, Dean. You'll have to make it up to me."
All the anger and frustration I felt towards Dean had be transformed in my vampire form to full on hunting. Instead of sullen avoidance and awkward meetings, I was going to punish him by making him beg for me. Somehow, my human side was telling me that this wasn't a healthier reaction. Luckily, I really didn't care.
No vampire pheromones, not yet. He was far too willing and I was lazing back, enjoying the attention. I hadn't felt desirable in far too long. Dean was lucky as hell I had caps on, otherwise he'd be shoved up against the counter and I'd be pulling deep. But since I knew I couldn't bite, my vampire instincts were claiming him in another way. He'd probably enjoy it just as much.
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Date: 2007-09-09 01:30 pm (UTC)The finger on his belt loop turned into a hand tracing around his stomach. "I think you might need to be punished for that." My knuckles rubbed down the front of his jeans, my eyes watching his face for his reaction. "You've been very naughty, Dean. You'll have to make it up to me."
All the anger and frustration I felt towards Dean had be transformed in my vampire form to full on hunting. Instead of sullen avoidance and awkward meetings, I was going to punish him by making him beg for me. Somehow, my human side was telling me that this wasn't a healthier reaction. Luckily, I really didn't care.
No vampire pheromones, not yet. He was far too willing and I was lazing back, enjoying the attention. I hadn't felt desirable in far too long. Dean was lucky as hell I had caps on, otherwise he'd be shoved up against the counter and I'd be pulling deep. But since I knew I couldn't bite, my vampire instincts were claiming him in another way. He'd probably enjoy it just as much.