Mmm, seemed Dean-boy wasn't so immovable after all. I could move him. I could make him whimper and beg and follow after me like a horny little puppy. One thing was for certain - he wouldn't let me walk out his door now. See, Rachel, this was your problem. You'd tried to go for feelings when everyone knew that men thought with their dicks.
There was a heady rush, eyes flashing again, lips curved up into a predator's smile. I cupped him roughly, fingers kneading him though the front of his jeans.
"Beg."
Then, in one smooth motion, I was away, faster than he could react. I was vamped out, now, fully, and every movement was liquid. Without looking back I sauntered over to his bed, hips swaying, the laced back of my dress plunging low enough to show off an interesting array of skin.
To my vampire instincts, if he followed that meant he wanted to play. Arranging myself on the bed, legs crossed almost primly, back arched slightly, hands splayed out on the cover, heel dangling slightly from one toe, I waited.
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Date: 2007-09-09 06:34 pm (UTC)There was a heady rush, eyes flashing again, lips curved up into a predator's smile. I cupped him roughly, fingers kneading him though the front of his jeans.
"Beg."
Then, in one smooth motion, I was away, faster than he could react. I was vamped out, now, fully, and every movement was liquid. Without looking back I sauntered over to his bed, hips swaying, the laced back of my dress plunging low enough to show off an interesting array of skin.
To my vampire instincts, if he followed that meant he wanted to play. Arranging myself on the bed, legs crossed almost primly, back arched slightly, hands splayed out on the cover, heel dangling slightly from one toe, I waited.