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When the hood was finally lifted, he'd be able to see the lines of crimson where the tears had eased over her skin which, thanks to the heat of the blood she'd willed through her body, was flushed with a hue of pink. But while her eyes were heavy, she was smiling, even as a trembling hand lifted to trace its fingers down his throat as he kissed her.
"I...." had a little trouble thinking. The realization of it enough to make her chuckle softly, though it was clear she had no real strength in her at the moment. "I don't want to hurt you..." and if she bit him again, she would end up taking more of his blood. And as she'd already fed from him that night, she rather not take the chance.

Like the touch of her fingers though, her voice trembled, even as she smiled. Those fangs of hers partially hidden behind pale lips.
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He feels even warmer for that hesitance, for her willingness to deny herself to keep him save. He scoops her up and carries her to the bathroom, cradled in his arms. He needed to wash the blood from her face before he gave in to temptation to taste it. Her own unknowing way of teasing him.

Holding her cradled in one arm he opens the glass box that is his shower and steps in with her, turning the water on to a nice, hot spray, his arms holding her close. He was still hungry for her, his eyes making it clear that he couldn't get enough, his voice a soft rumble.

"I appreciate your self control Lilbit. It makes it easier for me to control myself. I.... liked that. Quite a lot. Did you?"


His gaze was searching, genuinely concerned as to whether she had enjoyed herself or not. He wasn't exactly an expert in all things woman, in fact, he was sort of playing it all by ear. Before becoming a ghoul he'd been pretty shy, awkward at best, despite his looks. Now, between the energy given to him by the blood and the lack of direction from his boss, he found the extra energy converting to a faint inescapable aura of lust. Working out was difficult, short of lifting cars it was hard finding loads that challenged him. Jogging worked somewhat, but not enough. So far the only activities that left him feeling truly drained, were sex, and feeding a vampire, and Sawyer had no craving for him as food that he could tell. Which, really, is just as well, since he wasn't sure how he'd feel receiving the blissful Kiss from a man. They weren't his normal go-to for super-orgasmic pleasure.

That was one of the things that made him value Lucy so highly. She didn't make demands. She just treated him like a man, and when they fell into a sexual mood, they went with it. No planning, no scheming, no confusion. Just two individuals who were compatible on several levels. It was... comfortable. But she had her own life. She didn't seem to NEED him to complete her. It was healthy. Who would have thought his healthiest relationship to date would be with a woman who most would call monster? Life was funny that way... and apparently unlife was as well.
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It was a good thing he was keeping her close and holding her up, because she wasn't sure she would've been able to stand on her own just yet. Her knees still weak while she found herself enjoying that slowly fading but still lingering ache of her body, both from the way the restraints had held her down and the way he uhm, had used her.

She slipped her arms around his shoulders, leaning her smaller frame against his with a happy look to her features. Her lips still curled into a quiet smile as the water began pouring over her, making her close her eyes for a moment so she could lean her head back and feel it wash across her skin, brushing the hair from her face and wiping away the few tears she'd shed.

"I did..." Lucy nodded as she opened her eyes again to look up at him. "That was..." she almost sounded shy for a moment, even though shy was rarely a word that could be used to describe the lively Swede. "That was the first time I've done something like that..." she'd played around with blindfolds before, and handcuffs for that matter, but it hadn't been this level of intensity to it. Not to mention that there had been other uhm, other things she had never experienced before.

"And I like Lilbit" she added with a soft chuckle to her voice.
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He smiled slowly and kissed her, leaning in to let the water wash over them both, a kiss safe now that her blood was clear, he didn't seem to have any real intention of putting her down, enjoying her slim form curled against him, cradled in his embrace.

"It was a first for me... on several counts. But, I liked it. I'm glad you did."

His voice was soft, but it burbled with enjoyment as he regarded her with his silver-blue eyes. His expression was soft, compassionate, but also hungry. She was like a drug he couldn't quite get enough of, or sex was, or both. He faced the truth, while he had the self control to avoid becoming a monster, his drives were too high to be entirely controlled. He would probably have to deal with this as long as he was a ghoul.

"I'm glad you like being my Lilbit... I hope we can, continue to experiment. It made me feel good, and as long as you enjoy it. I think it'll help keep my dark side under control. I'm not sure I can keep everything perfectly under control. I'm afraid since becoming a ghoul sex has become a bit of a trigger point for me. But I don't want to feed anyone but you.. and that... I think what we just did is kind of special, for you only."

That Sawyer could order him to do things was left unspoken, but he knew she understood that. She'd pointed it out to him after all. But he was making the offer he could. Being honest. He could keep SOME things closed off, private and just for her, even if he couldn't promise total and absolute loyalty. He was someone else's ghoul after all, and plagued by drives beyond normal human means. It was almost funny, in a vampire, the sex drive is normally diminished, but for a living human with vampire blood, it's amplified. Odd how the Universe works.

He didn't know how to define what they had. Didn't really want to quantify or define it. He was just glad they had what they did. He had a feeling that trying to define it, might actually take away the qualities that made it so valuable. So it wouldn't. But he would reach over and dribble some body wash on her slim frame and start soaping her up with his large calloused hand, his eyes revealing that he wasn't quite done with her yet.... he had said all night, after all.
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He had told her he hadn't been with a woman since before he'd gone to prison, and in turn she had joked about how breaking the dry spell by hooking up with her that night had inevetably opened the flood gates. Perhaps she had been right after all? Because the look in his eyes was enough to make her shiver slightly as the Brujah chewed on her lip while her amber eyes stared into those silverly blue she liked so much.

They had all night heh... truth to be told he wasn't even sure what the time was at the moment. It had sort of stopped being important some time ago when her world had forgotten about anything related to restraint, schedules, unimportant little things that had no room in her current state of mind.

She smiled, simply smiled while she leaned into him and enjoyed the way those calloused strong, yet gentle hand moved over her skin, soaping her up. Quiet, happy sounds barely audible with the water falling over them and drowning them out.
"I'd really like that..." Lucy nodded gently, her arms still around the large ghoul's shoulders, one hand having found it's way to the back of his neck where her nails could gently scratch across his skin. "Something that's just ours..."

She liked it a whole lot really.

The amber eyes regarded him again, the lingering smile reflected in how she looked at him, even as she took it all in. Did he know what he did for her? Making her feel so alive again? Making her feel this kind of desired. Wanted. Perhaps even needed...
She was used to living her life without really worrying too much about tomorrow. It was a good way to live when you were able to focus on the now and just have fun with it, make the most of it.
When she was around him though? When dawn approached? She sort of found herself longing for the next night.

"I'll help you" she said, nodding quietly again. "If you ever feel you need an outlet? You just need to call me and we'll work something out" the Swede smiled, tilting her head slightly to the side. "Be it in bed or in a boxing ring" she chuckled, although she did mean it. She would be there for either. Or both.
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He reluctantly set her down, but only so his large hands could start rubbing soap up and down her form, taking in every curve and line, running bubbles all over her, his gaze clearly hungry. He soaped her hair, her back, her rear, kneeling he soaped up and down her legs, her arms, voice soft as he soaped each and every inch of her body, his fingers traveling to every nook and crevice, his silver-blue eyes staring into her the whole time, his breathing deepening as he watches her. The lust rising in his gaze again.

He didn't make the connection between his last feeding being a few weeks ago. He didn't need to feed again, but as it wore down, the cravings for sex and violence rose. It wasn't something he thought of, though if he had taken the time to examine it, he would have understood. Instead his large hands rubbed soap up and down Lucy's body and his gaze made it clear that he wasn't done showing her how alive she was to him.

"I appreciate that Lilbit. I do, you're the only woman I'll chain, and the only vampire I'll let feed, if I can help it."

His voice was husky as he rose to pull her up against him, trapping his growing hardness between his body and hers, and trapping her against the tiles, the hot water gradually rising off the soap...

It was some time and a great deal of exertion later before they left the tub. He wasn't sure his method of washing was the most time efficient, but it was certainly thorough. Climaxing a third time in the evening did a wonderful job of draining him, and the water gradually turning cold made it clear just how warm and lifelike Lucy was. Wrapping them both in a thick towel and drying her slowly he carried her to his room and bed, locked and door and settled in next to her, covering them both and curling against her.

He made no false promises. Made no vows of eternity. Claimed no loyalty his nature wouldn't allow him to keep. He merely showed her firmly how desired and enjoyed she truly was. He held her in his arms and smiled at her, kissing her head softly. He was warm, blissfully tired and content. The blood loss and exertion combining to give him the kind of warm after affect that a heavy work out once achieved. His silver-blue eyes regarded her, ready to talk, but also ready to simply sit and enjoy the silence.
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It was easy to tell from the way she sighed and smiled and arched lightly to his touch that she truly enjoyed the pampering. The affection he was showing her with how he treated her in the shower making her feel warm in a way even the water couldn't match.
He was spoiling her, and she loved every moment of as those amber eyes stayed locked with him the whole time. Watching his face while tracing her fingers lightly along the line of his jaw.

Affectionate, gentle, but still fully capable of being rough and demanding. She was liking this more and more as he gave of himself as she offered him herself.

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The shower was... wonderful. The Swede's mind a hazy blur of bliss as he'd picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, dropping the towel before easing into bed and in under the covers without having to leave the comfort of his heat for a single moment.

Resting her head on the pillow, she draped a leg over his while lifting her hand to gently pluck a few strands of dark, still damp hair from his face. Still smiling happily, still looking at him as if half in wonder.
"It's okay that I stay?" he'd offered, but, she still wanted to make sure.
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"Always. I'd offer to let you move in fully if it weren't so far away from your parlor. Consider my home your home anytime you need it. You'll always find a sanctuary here."

He kissed the top of her head softly and stroked her back, his eyes warm, despite their frosty coloring. He enjoyed the cool warmth of her length against him, the way it moderated the heat he gave off under the covers. She was a wonderful mix of resilient, tough and energetic. A lively woman, for all she was an animated corpse, but he didn't think of it that way. He just thought of her as herself, Lucy.

Or Lilbit. He grinned behind his dark beard. He could enjoy playing with Lilbit. That was definitely a development he'd have to consider how to follow up. She was a joy and a salve to his darker drives, and it was good that he had her. He didn't like to think how the pressure might drive him to dangerous areas without her.

He was already gathering that unlike some masters, who fed their ghouls frequently, he'd be seeing as little of Sawyer as the man could arrange. In truth he'd spent more time around Lucy than he had the man who was saving him from a cancerous death. He wasn't sure what to make of that. How to turn the cards in his head and see what pattern might develop. He definitely had no complaints about seeing Lucy frequently. It was clear that she came of her own volition, without agenda or need. That warmed him. Made him feel valued, and that was important.

He'd have to get in touch with Sawyer at some point. See if he could do more for the man than just make some fancy phones. The guy had to have something useful he could do. That was what the meeting was about, wasn't it? Some task he was supposed to accomplish with that hippie vampire Margo.

He rested his head against Lucy's, realizing his mind was running away with him and distracting him from the lovely woman at his side.

"You very much are welcome to stay. You'll be safe, I swear."
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His mind was running away, it was kind of funny, because hers could only focus on the man laying next to her. That happy warm smile of hers reflecting in her eyes before she closed them and snuggled into him. Gentle hand sliding up his back to rest at his shoulders.
"I know I'll be safe" she said, pausing for a moment before adding with that happily smiling voice of hers. "I trust you" they'd proven that now, hadn't they?

He made her happy.

I don't wanna crowd you though" though she would be lying if she wasn't, for a moment, tempted to take him up on his offer. Although, that might change things, and the last thing she wanted was to lose what they currently had. Regardless of the fact that she wasn't sure what that something was. It was enough just to have it be. She wouldn't want to risk that.

"But, it might be useful to have a bag of backup clothes here" the Brujah chuckled, the actually started to laugh as she remembered something. "You know... I was actually gonna watch the movie with you. I had plans on giving you something once we were done, but... I'll find it later. It's in the pocket of my jeans. What's left of them anyway"
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The man regarded her and chuckles softly.

"Yeah, spare clothing might not be a bad idea."

He contemplated and realized he could find her sizes off the torn clothing he had sitting around his house. To make sure she had some spare clothing to change into ready at any time... and maybe a bullet proof vest.

"You're not crowding me. If anything you're freeing me. I know that just lurking in this bunker ain't what most people consider healthy, but it's comfortable. When you're here, if doesn't feel like a shelter, instead like a home. So... ah.. yeah, you're welcome to stay over whenever you want."

He blushed faintly, wondering if he'd overstated. He was realizing vampires were pretty private about their safe houses. He just wanted to make sure she knew to come here if she needed a place to stay, to be safe.

He also made a decision to order some simple clothing for her, based on the labels of her outfits. T-shirts, jeans, maybe a maid uniform or something else that was a bit of fun to it. But either way he was going to make sure he had what she needed on hand, if she needed a place to stay.

After all, he could always say that he was preparing a backup lair for Sawyer, in case the boss needed it.
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The Swede was quiet for a little while. Just... quiet.

Then she tilted her head back, brushing her lips along his throat before kissing it.
"I don't think anyone's ever offered me to move in with them before..." Lucy said softly, the arms around him tightening a little to give a small squeeze. "I don't know if you really know nice of you that is..." okay, more than nice, specially that part about making the place feel more like a home, but, she'd sound so incredibly sappy saying anything else so she went with nice.

"Thank you" she smiled again, kissing his throat one more time before nuzzling into the corner of his neck. "For treating me as if I was human..." still young, still close to her humanity, the Brujah wanted to hang onto that feeling for as long as she possibly could. Not wanting to grow distant and cold as she saw so many of her kind do.

He helped too, more than he knew.
Heh, she would've never foreseen it turning into this. That night not long ago.
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"You're human in my books. Hell, I think you're a nicer person than I am Lilbit, for all your dietary limitations."

He kisses the top of her head again and holds her tight, smiling down at her. For him, that really was what it was. A dietary limit. He'd seem too much of the cruelty people performed on each other to think that an over-developed fight or flight instinct made them monsters. It was a decision, a choice. Giving in to certain decisions because they were easier, more practical. As far as he could tell, he'd done that a lot more often than Lucy had.

His silver-blue eyes shined with the sincerity of his words too. As far as he could tell Lucy was a lot closer to being a good person than he was, than Mac was. Just because she was different, dead, technically, didn't make her a non-person in his book, it was the choices she made. When she realized he was a ghoul, she'd stopped, apologized to him. When that crazy toreador had realized it she'd kissed him with bloody lips and tried to manipulate him.

Which was less human? Far as he could tell, Lucy made the kind of decisions that showed her to be a nice person a lot more often than he did.
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"Toran...?" her hand cupped his cheek, lifting her lips to his in a slow tender kiss as she closed er eyes and exhaled with a low sigh. "Call me that again?" was it weird that she liked it? That silly little nickname he'd so affectionately given her? Mmm, probably no weirder than the fact that she founds the idea of sleeping over in someone else's home appealing. Because he made her feel safe.

Not a whole lot of people made her feel that way. Not a whole lot of people were able to earn the kind of trust a vampire needed to allow themselves to stay with them when at their most vulnerable.
Somehow he'd managed that.

"When I met you that night... I didn't think I'd actually see you again" she admitted. "I'm glad I was wrong"
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He grinned, his black beard splitting to show a bright smile.

"I'm glad you were wrong too Lilbit."

He liked that it made her happy. He enjoyed holding her. It was a bit odd, sure. He'd never really been domestic. But she was a joy to be around. When he was around her, he didn't think about the prison and the dark things that happened there. He just thought of the lovely limber lynx in his arms and how lucky he'd gotten.

"I have to admit, of all the women who have jumped and assaulted me of late, you're my favorite."

He grinned and chuckled softly, his deep voice rolling in the room. The sheer oddity of being able to say that, of realizing that he had been assaulted by enough people to have a preference in attackers, was hilarious. Maybe he was acting like a teen with a crush. He didn't really care. He just knew she made him smile, she made him laugh. She pulled him out of a prison in his own mind and let him enjoy the area around him for what it is.
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The girl in his arms laughed, her smaller frame shaking lightly as her smile widened into a full grin.
"Assaulted you? I seem to recall being really rather nice bout it" she chuckled, the hand that had been resting at his cheek slipping away so she could poke his chest with her index finger. The pout she managed obviously for show.
"I didn't beat you, or jump you or anything. The worst thing I did was nibble on you a little, and at the time I had my legs wrapped around your waist while you were pressing me against a wall so mmm" and as the mature adult woman she was, she stuck her tongue out at him.

No, she wasn't actually insulted, just amused. Because she also did recognize the guy's poor luck at the time they'd met. What had it been? Three vampires trying to feed on him over the course of two days? Yeah, definitively vampire bait this one. Though, from what she knew, he hadn't had that problem since.

Mmm, best not to say it out loud. She wouldn't want to jinx anything.
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The man chuckles softly and pinches her nose.

"I seem to remember you jumped me rather thoroughly in that alley. Though, in a most positive way. I have no regrets about it."

He regarded her warmly and laughed, kissing her pout away.

"And there are much worse ways to spend my time than pressing you against a wall with your legs around me."

Much worse, but he was blessed, when she was around he didn't think of those ways. Didn't think dark thoughts at all, except the sexual ones that he got to play out on her body. Only... with her they weren't dark. Just different.

He wasn't sure how that had worked out the way it had, but damn was he glad for it. Only a few weeks and he couldn't imagine what life would be like without her. Well, he could, but he wouldn't be enjoying it nearly as much... and man did he enjoy the time he spent with her.
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The way he kissed the pout away earned him some more giggling, after she'd swatted his hand away for pinching her nose that was.
"Mmm, I'd be disappointed if you thought otherwise" she might be exhausted, in the best way possible mind you, but that didn't change that the fact that she did so love to tease him. If only so she could watch that smile of his and listen to the sound of his laughter. That voice of his still enough to make her draw an unneeded breath and simply murmur in enjoyment.

Closing her eyes again, the smiling vampire took in his scent and exhaled slowly with a sigh.
"You smell good..." she shifted her body slightly as if somehow she'd be able to get closer to him than she already was. "Almost as good as your voice sounds" Lucy added with a low chuckle.

If anything, she felt she was the lucky one.
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"You're mentioned that before... can you tell people apart, by their taste I mean? Their blood?"

He was phrasing it wrong, he realized that and took a moment.

"Does blood from different people taste different?"

He felt like a guy asking if his penis was big enough. What a weird question. What a weird moment to be in a world where the individual tastes in blood can be a topic of discussion. Life, was a strange place. He took a moment to kiss her neck and let out a deep soft hmmmmm sound to vibrate her bones.

He'd had enough people talk about his voice that he knew what it was life. He'd had people ask him to just talk before. It wasn't something he normally put a lot of thought into. It was just the way it was. He hadn't done anything special to train it to sound that way, after all. Though, he did sometimes wish that his family had retained enough Scottish to influence his accent. Sounding like a jersey surfer was something he had worked very hard to repress out of his language. Especially after that fucking travesty Jersey Shore came out. Ugh.

He grinned at her, his silver-blue eyes flashing as he remembered his "singing" lessons the last time she was over. If he wasn't drained and warm and oh so enjoying this cuddle, he might have tried to give her another song review, but he was content to keep her right where she was, and enjoy where he was.
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"Oh...." yeah, that was all the sound she made when he did that. The Swede curling her toes and pressing her fingers against his skin with a slight tremble as a shiver rushed through her in response to the kiss and the way he used his voice.

"Uhm..." what was it he'd asked her about again? Oh, right. "Mmm, yeah... people taste differently. Their diet can influence it, their lifestyle, their mental state. Someone who's scared will taste of it. And someone who's excited will likewise have their blood tinted by that. And when you're aroused.... when you reach your peak?" yeah, that affected it too.

"Although... you're different. Your blood is just... different. It's richer, as if drinking from someone, anyone, is like having water and you're... heh, to use a cliché, like fine wine" although that was probably an understatement all things considered. Because it was so much more than just the taste. It was richer in every way, including how it sated her hunger and made her feel when she drank of him.
Like a drug.... And because of it, she couldn't picture any vampire being willing to give him up.

Lucy met his gaze and fell silent, though the smile lingered as she craned her neck a little and gave him a curious look.
"What?" what on Earth was he thinking about?
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