Let's talk the dead girl - Johnathon's Haven

"Yes, yes you do. It's a good thing I know how to deal with big cats."

He just leaned into her and smiled.

She held him close, cuddled into him.

"My little Raz0r" he sighed

She'd already ruined the shirt. So she just gently, but firmly, sunk her fangs into his chest.

He gasped, clutched at Raz0r and bucked in pleasure

She held for a full five minutes, then kisses the wound closed gently.

"Mine."

he said nothing, his eyes still glazed over as he looked up at her adoringly

She held him close, head resting on his chest.

"All mine."

"Worse things to be than yours" he said happily

She chuckled.

"Yes, there are."

"I made you an altar" he smiled

She chuckled softly.

"Oh really?"

"Yes" he beamed

She smiled.

"Show me."

He got up and lead her to a broom closet. Opening the door, she would see a table with a computer surrounded by candles, CD ROM's taped to the wall, twin incense sticks. and blue roses scattered about. Smiling, he lit the candles and incense before turning to Raz0r to see her reaction.

She was.....in shock a little bit. Just kinda staring.

"Ahh good surprise or bad surprise?" he said

She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. Deep and passionate. And somewhat claiming.

He growled happily and returned the embrace

She purred into his lips, holding him tightly. Pressing against him, pulling him close.

His eyes met hers and he smiled warmly "Glad you like it"

She bit her lip, smiling.

"I love it."

"Really?" he beamed down at her. "Has nobody made the Goddess an altar before?"

She shook her head.

"No. Never."