Interlude (Rafael) - Above the Coil

The door opened on the simple living room.  She flipped the switch and the simple chandelier lit the room with soft light.  She tugged his hand and pulled him further in, closing and locking the door.

"Welcome to my home away from home."

He followed where she tugged, going to the door and then into the room. He noticed the locks but didnt say anything. He also noticed the windows. Something told him no one was crashing through those.

"It is quite beautiful."

She smiled and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing into him.

"It is a good place, oui. It is new to me, though."

Well this was unexpected. Sort of.

"A new place then? And yet it is home?"

His arms went around her as well, holding her even as they stood in the middle of her apartment.

She smiled.

"I live where I work. So this is home, of sorts."

He nodded.

"How long has your bar been open."

She laughed.

"The Tavern up north, for a very long time. This one just opened tonight."

he smiled and then his lips met hers. It was soft and provocative and sweet.

"Then tonight seems a good time to.. celebrate. And break in your new home away from home."

She returned his kiss with tenderness.

"That was the purpose of bringing you up here, oui."

He smiled.

"No need to get to know me huh? I can respect that."

His arms moved with purpose up her back, to feel the small woman who he had no doubt was stronger and faster than she looked.

She smiled and moved to kiss his neck, licking and sucking softly.

"Do you feel the need to get to know more of me beyond how I move on the dance floor?"

"Yes, I feel the need to know how you move on your table, and on your bad, and on your back."

His hands were working on her clothes, coming up to feel her under neath them.

She laughed and took the back of his shirt in her hands.

"How attached are you to your clothes?"

he kissed her.

"Not that much. I guess I can walk out of her shirtless."

And with that she simply ripped the shirt from his shoulders, letting it drop around his feet.

"If I ruin more, maybe you'll stay?"

He raised an eyebrow as she ripped off his clothes so quickly

"How long were you hoping to keep me?"

She laughed.

"As long as you'll let me. I would never dream of leashing a Gangrel."

Oh look, this got his attention.

"You just met me and you want to keep me as long as I will let you?"

He stepped back a step.

"You don't know me, You don't know what I am good at or not good at. what is going on Senora?"

She laughed and let him step back.

"I'm in a lustful mood. I mean you no harm, and if you want to leave now, I will find someone else to satisfy my needs. I would prefer it to be you, as I believe I would not have to hold back."

He nodded looking at her closer, trying to figure out if she was lusty or if this was a trap.

"Nothing wrong with a lustful mood. Or having fun. And I know what it means to not have to hold back."

And he walked back into her arm, his mouth this time finding her neck and nibbled.. maybe even biting a little bit, while his hands went to her clothing.

Her hands moved to touch his sides, caressing lightly up to his shoulders, pulling him close. She gasped in pleasure as his teeth bit into her neck, and her nails curled into his skin.

"Oui. It distracts so very much from the pleasure."

He nibbled her shoulder now, enjoying her reaction.

"We wouldn't want you terribly distracted now would we, Senora?"

She purred softly and moved her hands to his waist.

"You should really be peeling me out of this dress, don't you think?"

He looked at her closely and then nodded.

"Eager. Do you care about your dress, or anything in this room?"

You never know how vigorous things could get.

She smiled.

"I care about the art. The furniture and my clothes can be replaced."