Heirot

When Tenele's eyes met his, Vlad saw in them no sign of judgment or rejection. She accepted him. He exhaled, not realizing he'd been holding his breath, and extended his own hand to frame the side of her face. "You're quite a woman," he said with a bemused grin. "Human or not."

His cool touch felt good on her skin and his complament even better. "Thanks," she said softly. For Vlad to except her even though she was human seemed and felt like a great feet.

She couldn't stop looking him in his crimson eyes. For some reason she found herself breathing deeper... She felt a strange feeling come over her that usually did when she was alone with Vlad... this close to him. She couldn't really name it. Desire was the only real word she could think of.

Vlad leaned in toward her, a glint of playful arousal returning to his eyes. "Would you like to try me?" he whispered huskily into her ear before kissing just below it. "I might give you a special rate.," he said teasingly into the smooth skin of her neck.

Tenele closed his eyes when he kissed her ear and spoke into her neck. She didn't want him to think of her as one of those other women he had to satisfy. She didn't want him to feel like he had to do this.

"Only if you want to," she said, barely above a whisper, her voice didn't seem to want to go any higher.

Vlad pressed his lips into her neck, and then smiled at her response. Did he want to? Strangely, as tired as he was and as sick of it as he should have been, with her, he did. But this wasn't the time for it, and he knew it. That wasn't going to stop him from taking some time to show her what he was capable of. At the moment, that was the best way he could think to express his gratitude...if that was the right name to give the feeling he had.

Placing a stong hand behind her neck, he traced open-mouthed kisses up her neck and then met her lips passionately. The heat in his cool touch could leave no doubt of the fact that he wanted her.

Tenele was surprised to find how much he seemed to want her. She hadn't opened her eyes yet, too caught up in how good it felt to have his hands touch her, his lips kiss her...

One of her hands gluided up his arm and to his shoulder then his neck as the other pressed against his chest. She kissed him back, unable to regain control.

Vlad put his whole being into his contact with Tenele, his hands drifting under her shirt and up along her waist, tracing her ribs and lifting the garment upward until she was revealed to him. His palms cupped her chest gently and he raised his head for a moment to look her in the eyes, his red gaze silently seeking her approval.

Tenele opened her eyes and lifted her head. She had to be dreaming. She had to be. Vlad wasn't touching her in this way... It was only a dream, a very good dream.

Tenele though, that if it was a dream, then she could go along with it.

She touched his face with her hand and kissed his lips passionately.

Vlad made a low moan as her lips pressed into his. The feeling was so different with her that it had been with the others the night before. It wasn't just better physically; there was something about it that filled him, like it had when his blood still ran warm. He slowly moved his lips to kiss just above her collarbone, and began moving downward, following the path he knew would drive her crazy.

She laid back down, putting her hand on his head, running her fingers through his black hair. She sighed, the feeling of him kissing her... it was intoxicating.

She knew deep down inside she had wanted this with him... for a long time.

She felt a bit emberassed, but not like she thought she should be, now that her chest was exposed to him, but for some reason she didn't feel that way. She hardly noticed it. She was too caught up in the way his kisses felt.

Vlad boldly moved lower, the skin of his chest brushing against hers until he was on her stomach. He put extra care into this part, caressing her with his hands while he felt the heat rising under her skin. He didn't want to stop. It felt good. He might even say it felt right. But there were better places and times for what he wanted to do with her, and there was no better time or place for what he was about to do. Glancing up at her, he took a deep breath, pressed his face into her stomach, and blew a great big rasberry.

Tenele was so relaxed and ready for what they might do that she hadn't expected what came next. It made her giggle, which was something she rarely did. Lauhing was usual, but never giggling.

She smiled and put her hands on her stomach, trying to get the tickling sensation to stop. She pulled her shirt down and crossed her arms over her stomach. "No tickling," she said, not wanting to let on to the fact she was very ticklish.

Vlad burst out laughing, the genuine laugh that he'd only made maybe once or twice with her. Smiling, he leaned forward and kissed her, tickling her sides relentlessly to see what she would do.

Tenele's eyes widened and she started laughing, trying to move her hands to block any spots he was trying to tickle. "N-no..." she gasped, squirming around underneath him to try and stop his relentless torture.
She laughed and gasped, closing her green eyes tightly.

Vlad took her hands in his as she tried to push him away and pinned them lightly on either side of her head and lay above her with a charmingly mischievous grin, clearly pleased with himself. He threw his weight sideways and pulled her up above him, raising his hand to her face and smoothing her silken hair back. "My dear maiden, I believe this would be best continued at another time," he said somewhat regretfully.

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Crackers had knocked three time on Sekushi's door, and was growing restless, about to give up, he turned to see Sekushi walking toward him from some other business in the building. "Sekushi, I believe," he addressed the man cordially, withstraining any sign of disgust from his voice. "May I have a word with you?"