Past Midnight (ST) - Darius and Crew

Oh, he let her kiss him. He was greedy about it, in fact, taking the kisses that she offered and giving her one in return for each brush of her lips against him. His hand moved to cup her cheek, his thumb at her jaw... tilting her head back a bit so that he could look her in the eye.

"No," he answered honestly. "Just like you bringing home kinfolk to fuck you wouldn't matter if it bothered me. We all do what we have to do Savannah. It's not about what you feel. It's about how well you fake it."

"Well I've not had to fuck kin folk in a long time. And you've told me it's all about power and that is an easy way to establish power." she said softly.

Kissing him back harder, "Sorry I don't know why it got to me till now." and sharply bit his lower lower lip, and she kissed him hard again.

He kissed her hard, letting his tongue run along hers as she kissed him. He growled a little, pressing her back against the wall.

"It is. The Primogen of the Toreador is putty in my hand."

"And I will not stop you from doing as you wish or want or must." she said softly, her tongue pressing back into his mouth, "But you frustrate me like no other." with a soft laugh and a nip of his chin.

Her hips pressing against his as he kept her pinned against the wall, while he could feel her body heating up from just his kiss and touch, as her eyes staying looking into his while she smirked at him "And Russia has been a pain but I've been dealing with them." mentioning briefly the shared company.

He smirked at her, his hands sliding down, over her hips to pull her tightly against him.

"But darling, I also please you like no other could ever hope to. That being said, of course Russia is being a pain in the ass. We're in Florida where it's nice and sunny and they're dealing with temperatures of the negative fifties. It's jealousy."

She growled softly as he pulled her hips to his, with a soft laugh at his comment about Russia and she slid her arms around his neck and kissed him softly.

"Yes you do please me often and in many ways since I tango'd the black spiral." she left out the with or was that for him, while she pushed her hips against his with a grind and a softer sexy growl from her throat.

Then she leaned forward and nipped where his neck and shoulder met, hard but not enough to break skin but enough to say that she wasn't being submissive this evening either.

He let his head tilt back and his eyes met hers easily.

"Would it be fair to say, Savannah, that you want to see how much I'll let you get away with tonight?"

She tilted her head looked at him keeping eye contact. "You will either dominate all of me or I will be free to do as I have been. I can't explain it logically but you know part if me will always be defiant, rebellious and wild."

She licked her lips, "You've ignored me for a bit, why should tomorrow be different then yesterday just because of this evening?" her words weren't angry or hateful but stating fact.

"If you don't wish me to push the limits then set them. If you want me back here, celebrating Christmas as I open creepy taxidermy creatures that Elizabeth has made, then make me." she said softly but coolly as her eyes took back a hint of the wild that was always part of her, and now daring him to do something about it.

He laughed softly, though his voice had taken on a bit of an edge. Not angry, but perhaps a little... annoyed. Not necessarily at her, but at himself.

"Have I truly been neglecting you that badly?"

"Have you seen my closet?" she asked softly.

He shook his head.

"No. I haven't."

"I moved everything out 3 days ago and this is the first night I've been back since. I realized I wanted to put the good pearls back in the safe." with steady look at him still in the eyes, her voice still calm and oddly devoid of emotion.

He frowned at that, his hand sliding into her hair.

"You were planning on leaving me?"

She looked him in the eyes "I just went to the office space, I figured when you realized it we'd talk then." she said honestly as she looked at him "Just because I'm those comfortable slippers that never leave it doesn't mean I like being stuck in the closet while all the new shiny things keep your attention." she said with a sad sigh.

"So if that's leaving then yes I was but I was trying to make a point." she said keeping eye contact. "And it wasn't like I would be hard to find."

He sighed and leaned close to nuzzle against her cheek.

"I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry I have neglected you."

She looked at him "Does it make more sense now?" she said softly and oddly coldly for her.

He nodded.

"To some degree. It doesn't make me happy."

She shrugged at him "I'm not to happy either." with a sigh "But my point has been made, I'll move my stuff back tomorrow and I'll still be here." she said flatly.

"Let me down and you're free to go." she said honestly with a tension now back to her.

He shook his head. He held her close, pressed against her as he pressed her against the wall.

"I'm not letting you go. I'll never let you go, Savannah."

She cupped his face, looking him in the eyes "IF I wanted to be gone - I'd of left you 3 days ago and you'd never of notice Darius. Words mean very little at the moment." she said honestly and brushing her lips barely over his. "Now I'm going to put my pearls in the safe, and head to the office. Move my stuff back tomorrow and maybe we can all have dinner tomorrow night?" she said still flatly but honestly.

He nodded and stepped back away from her.

"And you know where I'll be if you decide that you want me."

Oh. It was going to be like that.

That snapped her, as she went to slap him hard and push him away from her with a snarl as the calm broke and her anger at him surfaced in a roar. She lunged at him again trying to hurt him.

He whirled around, faster than he should have been able to. He took the slap, but just so he could use it to flip her... and slam her back down against the desk. He threw her down, one hand grabbing her wrist and the other coming up to rip at her shirt.

"You wanted a fight, didn't you?"

She never was fast enough, she tried but then she was slammed into the desk, as he ripped her shirt she hissed at him "Yes." fighting him and trying to get up from the prone position he had her in. He could again feel the wash of rage oozing from her as her eyes were the hematite color, and her strength was more than it should of been for a mere human.

His garou was very mad, hurt and almost raging at him now.

He growled as he wrestled with her, to try and keep her down while he ripped at her clothing. He let her rage at him -- that somehow just made it better for him. And he held her down, his body pressing against her as his knee went between her thighs and pressed against her.

"Mine," he growled. Then he leaned close to hiss it at her, looking into her eyes. Oh, there was a flash there, possibly anger, possibly annoyance. "You are mine, Savannah. And you thought that you could get away from me."