Bored (Aftermath) - Johnathon's Haven

"Not in payment for any perceived service, but freely given?" this point seemed important some how.

"Freely given"he said after a moment

"Good because I don't sleep with whores.." and with that she closed the distance once more her arms wrapping around his back fingers curling around his shoulders as she dragged her claws down the expanse of his flesh just hard enough to cut into his skin.

He hissed in pain, and dug his nails into the back of her neck. "Bad kitty..." he sputtered out before burying his fangs into her throat

She moaned at his nails against her flesh at his teeth sinking into her neck, "Drink, tonight.. and tomorrow and I will teach you what you really want to learn..." she whispered just against his ear as she growled in pleasure.

He released the bite after a moment, and stared warmly into her eyes before pushing her away.

"No. I enthrall myself to nobody."

"What if it was mutual?" she asked stepping forward back into his arms as she wrapped her arms around him once more pressing a kiss against the side of his neck, opening her mouth she pressed her fangs into his flesh this time, but held back from drinking.

"No" he whispered before the pleasure totally overtook him

Slowly she allowed her fangs to slip from his flesh and her tongue washed over the wound sealing it closed, "Pity, drinking from another while you are buried deeply inside them," she shivered, "There is nothing better, the feeling of being penetrated in every way, the giving and taking of blood..." she whispered rubbing against him, "I won't force you.. but damn do I want you to.. 'she whispered as she nibbled the skin at his neck just where she had bitten him a moment before.

"Not. Worth. It." he said shoving her aside yet again. "You place value on things being freely given. I will not give you my blood, nor will I take yours. Do not ask me again."

She smirked undaunted by being shoved aside, again stepped back to him, "Fair enough." she whispered as she began to slowly circle him, naked claws still upon her fingers. "More?" she asked him.

He shook his head. "No. Physical sex holds little pleasure for me, and I fear you will continue to try and seduce me or find a way to force your hand upon me, at which point, I will be reduced to using my own powers in defense, something I do not wish to have to do."

"You have my word of honor.. only pain and pleasure... no blood." she said as she wrapped her arms around him once more pressing her flesh to his. With that she slowly sunk her fangs into his neck once more as she ever so delicately dragged her claws across his lower back.

"No" he snarled before again succumbing to the pleasure of the Kiss

Slowly she pushed him backwards offering him only what she said she would, claws delicately digging into his flesh. Her fangs at his neck, her body moving against his, soft breasts pushed against his chest, lean muscles brushing against him. One hand remained on his back, the other swept down over his ass, pressing him closer to her.

Even as he moaned in pleasure to the kiss, he made a feeble effort to shove the gangrel off him.

Heady emotions flooded her, with her fangs buried in his neck she wrapped her arms around him crushing him to her tightly. Love, she loved him, he was a pain in the ass, but so was every other man she ever cared about. Love for Teagan meant one thing, it meant blood, and so she began to drink. Holding him to her tighter blood flowing into her system burning to make her even stronger then she had been before. Her naked form pressed against his she drank from him, in large gulps.

That was more than he was willing to take. With a force of willpower he brought his fist up and punched her in the face hard enough to get her attention. "NO"

Now that she was drinking she didn't want to stop, it was delicious, and wrong, and something she wasn't supposed to do. A new thrill to chase down, and that alone caused her to fight against his entrancement. Through her own force of willpower she ignored him, his request, the sweet tenor of her emotions pulling at her through the gifts of his blood. No this was far more important, his punching her was perfect. Sex and violence and blood her three favorite things, and she moaned. She wanted him to fight back, to hurt her as she drank from him. So much foreplay and teasing, she was too excited to stop now, he had pushed her too far, and in her mind there was no turning back. She had payed, and now she was taking.

Fuck this shit. He bit her on the side of the neck

She growled at the feeling of his fangs in her throat, that is right she thought, we both want this. She continued to swallow his blood, taking the third trait deep into her system. As she did so, began to push him backwards her arms holding him to her, crushing him to her with super natural strength. The deep rumbling rolled through her, as she held on with a scary possessiveness, mine.

He released his bite and snarled "You are taking what is not yours to take bitch"

Arms still crushing him top her she pulled her fangs from his neck with a pleased sigh. Nipping at his neck, "I like you angry...." her tongue ran across her lips. pressing him against a wall she whispered, "My offer still stands, animalism for tonight and a little bit of dominate. You dont have to drink..." She nuzzled against him once more. "Think outside your anger."

He shook his head in annoyance. "Very well we will still deal. Why did you drink from me and take what was not freely offered ?"

"Love is blood, violence is sex... You offered me both, so that is what I assumed you wanted. Didn't hurt you any calm down. Or do you mean to tell me you didn't enjoy it?" She nipped at his flesh once more.