May you live in 'Interesting Times'

Some time later I turn and walk back into the bar, the now much dimmed light making me anxious enough to let the door slam behind me. Julie looks up from a table near the jukebox and pushes her drink away from her.

"It's good to see you took some of you're own advice." I point out in amusement.

"You sound better..." I ponder her observation a moment as I set my empty glass on the table.

"I feel better, much better in fact... Only made better by the fact that it is near full dark out... Probably only another 20-45 minutes." I smile briefly.

"I see." She laughs.

"Indeed..." I raise an eyebrow at her. "Do you now? maybe I'm just anxious to go back upstairs and finish what I tried to start earlier." I smirk and she laughs again.

"Well, that is a possible factor. However knowing you, you have just come to terms with everything already and are pleased with it all." she points at me off handedly as she informs me of this and I pout, She knows me too well.

"Well, let reality have it's go at me why don't ya... but oh, god..." I walk over to her table and lean across it. "What the hell am I going to do with Them? I don't know if I can deal with them all being around and not go completely mad!" I giggle briefly and she in turn looks at me quizzically.

"What's so wrong with them? you seem to like..... Oh, once again I see." she laughs, she is pleased to see me in a better mood, I can tell.

"Exactly! Oh hell, I think I've finally died and gone to heaven and this is all some coma induced dream... I mean even just having them around, Damn!" I sigh and stretch my back slightly, looking pleased with myself.

"True I suppose... they are all pretty attractive." she murmurs, I shrug happily and wander over to mix myself a weak rum and coke, grabbing a glass and adding the liquids.

"I soooo plan on..." I trail off as a moment of complete shock runs through me and I drop the glass.

All I can do is watch the glass fall and shatter across the floor, I register seeing every individual droplet of liquid hit the floor before time seems to resume, in that second I feel immense displeasure and anger flood through me, Not stopping to think much on it I swipe my cat-o-nine tails off the bar, pull the keys from my pocket and storm up stairs at a dead run, cursing the whole way.

I hit the top of the stairs and turn toward my apartment, when I get to the door I slam my key into the lock and tear the door open, I take momentary notice of Dwayne and Paul sitting in the living room before dismissing them as irrelevant to my anger. I stride further into my apartment and glance into the Kitchen section, the first thing I notice is Marko leaning against the counter looking shocked and holding a hand to a shallow slash across his chest, a low whine escapes me as I turn to David who is focused on Marko.

"David..." I growl out and both him and Marko look over to me.

I stomp toward him and raise my hand holding the cat-o-nine tails, He puts his hands out palms up and tries to calm me, I know I should step back and listen to reason but I feel the need to make a point about it, so I lower my hand slightly, It looks like I am lowering my guard but In reality I am preparing for a good upward swing with the tails, they both look the slightest bit reassured, but just as I step forward and expertly flick my wrist, bringing the glass studded tails of the flail slicing across David's chest, I smirk as I watch small stains of blood stain his shirt and I drop the flail just as Marko lunges forward and grabs my shoulders, David looks both shocked and rather pissed off, I open my mouth to say some smart-aleck remark but Marko presses a hand over my mouth before I can say anything and drags me from the kitchen. I put up a small fight, merely squirming to squirm really.

"What the hell was that?!" Marko whispers into my ear, I turn to face him, still letting myself be held close.

"I wanted to, I'm a bitch, OK?... Get use to it, it is what I do." I snarl quietly before letting concern flood me. "Besides... He hurt you..." I slowly reach up and carefully caress the skin near the slash.

"He's our leader, this is what happens when we fuck up, girl... 'sides, I deserved it, I was getting too worked up over it and, well, I have a history of reacting poorly when I am woke up during the day." He shrugs, I glance at the other two in the living room and they are only watching us quietly, I sigh before turning back to him and tracing the slash again.

"Why aren't you healing, anyway?" I nuzzle his shoulder softly before sneaking to swipe the slash lightly with my tounge, he gasps and digs his fingers into my hair.

"We don't heal as quickly when we bite or scratch each other, especially with our claws like David did..." He sighs.

"It's true, and as I hear you may eventually find that out first hand." Paul pipes in as he stretches in place, I glance at him from around Marko.

"So I've found... I also appear to have gotten myself in... Quite a bind you might say." I snort in amusement at my mild bad joke, Paul groans and laughs, Dwayne merely looks amused.

"Indeed." Dwayne murmurs.

"Tho, I have some explaining to do not to mention a brief apology..." I look up at Marko "I promise I'll be good and not do anything stupid again this soon, But I'm pretty sure I should go make nice after what I just did."

"More than a brief apology would be best, I'll be here..." he sighs and kisses me lightly before dropping his hands to rest at his sides, I smile at him before stepping back toward the kitchen.

I take a deep breath before sneaking around the tapestry and into the Kitchen again, I'm actually kind of scared, David looked completely pissed off at me. I lean against the kitchen wall for support and glance up slowly. 'Oh, yah... he's still pissed...' I cross my arms over my chest and sigh.

"First off, I DO owe you an apology... I normally would not do that and for the fact I did I am deeply sorry..." My voice is tight and some part of me feels annoyed at voicing these words but I ignore it.

I watch him walk closer to me and I fight the urge to press myself to the wall, Instead I brace my hands behind me.

"Also because I don't know near enough I definitely should have known better, so again I am sorry..." My voice squeaks at the end and I shiver, David leans forward and places a hand on either side of my head on the wall behind me, that small part of me that was annoyed before is now starting to become angry and a bit defiant.

"You would do well to remember that, as well as who and what I am." he growls down at me quietly and I tense up.

"I... Think I can do that..." I murmur, trying to concentrate on quieting my odd spark of anger.

"You'd better, especially if you decide to further what you started this morning without thinking about it, because Then you will answer to me." His tone is still angry, and he rests a hand on my shoulder for a second before digging his claws in. 'oh god damn you! you pull this "answer to me" BS and then claw me up? You at LEAST have to ask nicely before touching ME like that'

"Fuck you, David." I growl out, the pain adding to my pent up frustration from earlier and making me careless again. He growls in response and grabs me roughly by the throat and lifts me, I squeak in anger and slight fear, coughing and struggling for air.

"You will just have to learn, I suppose." he snarls. 'Fuck you and the horse you rode in on! I will not 'learn' or be trained like some toy... And Damnit! No one treats me like this without Permission!' I bite my bottom lip and fight the urge to kick him, Instead I dig my nails into his hand and lift myself, My vision becoming slightly clearer as I take a deep breath and let my anger fuel me for a bit, I dig my nails into his hand deeper and in passing I notice the sticky wet feel of blood coat my hands. He jerks his hands back and away from me with a startled look, I crouch down and glare up at him, just wanting him to give me another excuse to claw him up. I freeze when he just steps back and smirks.

"What!?" I demand loudly, he just keeps smirking, amusement seeping into his face. "What the fuck is so funny?!"

"Paul, Come here a moment would you?" David laughs silently at me, I glare at him until Paul walks in.

"Yah? Oh..." He looks from me to David and smiles.

"God damnit! what the Fuck guys?!" I glare at them

"Marko, I think... no, both of you, come here." Paul snickers as he calls to them, I flip him off as I glare at him before raising my blood stained hands to my mouth and licking them slowly, I switch to watching David as I do, pretending to look innocent. A thoughtful noise and a pleased sign come from were Paul had been standing and I glance over, Marko and Dwayne are there now as well, I blink at them for a moment.

"It was cuter when she was looking all pissed off..." Paul sounds amused and I glare at him again.

"Girl, look down." Marko smiles at me as he points to the floor.

'what the fuck?' I tilt my head and look at him in confusion before letting my gaze slide to the floor and I freeze. 'The FUCK!' I blink, 'Why am I not touching the ground, I'm like a whole fucking foot away from it!'

"Oohkay... 1: Why am I not touching the ground and 2: How the HELL do I get down?" I squeak. "Wait, scratch the first, know that..." I sigh, Dwayne snickers at me for that.

"By my own choice I'd leave you to figure it out... But I suppose this once I can explain." David sighs "Just -want- to be on the floor again, you got up there in the first place that way." He snickers again, I growl at him and close my eyes, thinking about my feet resting firmly on the ground and wanting them to be, I squeak in displeasure as I drop suddenly and hit the floor.

"Ow!" I stagger to my feet and rub my lower back lightly, David starts laughing.

"Umm, Maybe a bit slower next time?" Paul recommends trying to sound helpful but only succeeding in sounding amused, I flip him off again before slowly walking into the living room in a sulking manner.

I flop down into a chair in an undignified heap, Sighing and shaking my head in amusement.

"Once you are done laughing at me feel free to come get me, I'll be downstairs." I announce before standing and walking to the door, I pause at the door to look back toward the Kitchen, Marko smiles at me before turning back to the others, I snicker and walk out the door, letting it fall shut behind me and not bothering to lock it before heading downstairs. I pause at the stairs to look over my appearance, checking my hands for any lingering blood and licking off the last traces before stepping into the bar.

Julie meets me at the bottom of the stairs were she had been pacing nervously.

"What's up?" She asks.

"Just some stupid male vampire dominance games." I growl, sounding ticked off but amused as I walk over to the bar and pour myself a drink.

"You look... Ruffled and dusty."

"That'd be from falling to the floor."

"Umm, why?" She sounds confused.

"Not sure I should talk about it just yet... the bond might freak again, that's what it was by the way... Stupid David..." I grouse

"Riiight...You have more issues than seventeen magazine, now don't ya?" Her tone is light and amused, I look at her skeptically and snort.

"Yah..." I sigh and run my hands through my hair and take a drink of my Rum and Coke, crinkling my nose at the feel of the tangles in my hair. "Ick, mind if I use you're shower real quick while They work things out?"

"Yah, sure, and be sure to get the clothes you left, can't have you running around in PJ's all night." She grins at me and laughs.

"If they come looking for me, let them know were I am, k?"

I smirk and wave to her before picking up my glass and heading back upstairs to her apartment, drinking from the glass as I walk. I open the door, thankful I had slammed it behind me earlier, and cursing myself when I remember my spilled coffee, with a sigh I set my glass down on Julie's coffee table, before quickly cleaning up the coffee and shards of coffee cup. I take a moment to quickly gulp down my drink, leaving the glass on the coffee table, before going into Julie's room to get a towel and my spare Jeans and Guns N' Roses halter top. 'Huh, that's were that went...' I smile and carry my stuff into her bathroom, setting it on the counter before undressing and turning on the taps in the shower, watching the water pool in the tub around the drain with a sigh, I know just how to adjust the water by heart, I do so and flip the switch to get the water to run up to the shower nozzle, I push back the shower curtain and step lightly under the spray of water, shrieking in pain and jumping back quickly when the water burns. 'Sonofabitch!' I adjust the taps again, turning up the cold a bit before tentatively sticking my hand under the spray of water, only to pull it back abruptly with a hiss of pain, I blink in disbelief at the mild burns on my hand, realization sinking in 'Oh, Shit... God damnit!' I sigh and flip the switch again, letting the tub slowly fill in hopes I may be able to take a bath if I am careful.

"Damnit..." I mutter to myself, adjusting the taps back to a good temperature for a bath and leaning back against the counter, waiting for the bathtub to fill.

It takes several minutes for the good sized tub to fill, when it does I firmly twist the taps, turning them off completely before carefully stepping into the tub, I sigh in relief when the water doesn't burn and I carefully lower myself to sit in the water.

"Ugh... I hate taking baths..." I cringe before leaning back and wetting my hair, taking a moment to lightly splash water onto myself.

After several moments of just enjoying the warmth of the water, I grab a bottle of shampoo and pour some into my hand before soaping up my hair, after it's soaped, I glare a moment at the water before leaning back and rinsing the soap out, Picking up the conditioner bottle in annoyance and repeating the same process, after rinsing the conditioner from my hair, I scoop up the bar of milk soap out of the soap dish and proceed to soap myself up, the sound of the door to Julie's apartment door opening startles me and causes me to drop the soap into the tub.

"Hello?" I call through the cracked bathroom door, the only response is the sound of footsteps.

I try to fish out the bar of soap, I catch it only to have it once again startled from my hands from the sound of Paul's voice from the doorway.

"Julie said you'd be at her place." I jerk back, covering myself in surprise as I turn and glare at him.

"And somehow I Highly doubt she told you to walk in on me!" He just laughs at that and I keep glaring at him.

"True, she seemed to have left that part out."

"Not on accident, I assure you!" I growl.

"Probably not."

"So, what the hell are you doing in here?!"

"Wanted to see you're reaction 's all... you aren't yelling, and you haven't kicked me out yet, by the way..." I blush at his words.

"Shut up before you remind me. I'm trying to think." He smirks and looks at me with amusement.

"...Well?" He crosses his arms over his chest and leans against the door frame.

"Well, what?" I try to glare at him, but it is difficult to be angry at him with him standing there like that. I sigh and try to grab the bar of soap again. 'Damn soap! this is why I hate baths!'

He just waits a moment, watching me.

"Damn soap! sit still!" I curse at the soap and he laughs at me. "Hush up, you!" I snap at him. "It's you're fault I dropped it... twice!" he just laughs harder.

"Need any help?" he sounds amused.

"No, fuck you!"

"...Well, If you ask, real nice." I freeze and blush again before jerking around to glare at him.

"Well, I'm not! But you could make yourself useful and catch this damn soap for me instead of giving unwanted color commentary!" I snap again, blushing harder, I point to the bar of soap on the bottom of the tub near the drain, and scoot back a bit, he raises an eyebrow at me, smirks and saunters over. 'One, you're lying to yourself, and Two, what the hell are you getting yourself into?' I pause to think over my thoughts. 'Yep, lying like a rug, good to know, and I'm not getting myself into anything I don't want to... now that that's clear...' I grin to myself, looking down at the tub as Paul kneels at the edge of the tub.

I watch, entranced as he takes off his jacket and sets it behind him before carefully reaching into the tub and expertly grabbing the soap.

"Somehow, that was cheating!" I accuse him playfully, he smirks again.

"Just because you are that inept at grabbing soap underwater, does not mean everyone is." He snickers at me.

"Yah, yah... laugh it up, the girl can't catch soap." I stick my tounge out at him mockingly before turning in the tub. "Make yourself useful, I can't soap my back and I left my mesh sponge in my apartment..." My tone is deceptively light, I'm surprised I don't squeak or stumble over the statement.

My back is tense as I wait for his reaction, I shiver softly as I hear him lean forward and then feel him rubbing the soap onto my back, his hands feel nice on my back and I sigh happily, 'It's been too long since someone soaped my back...' I purr quietly when he rubs the soap into my shoulders, massaging them with slow firm strokes.

"Mmm, that's nice..." My voice is soft, he chuckles quietly under his breath. The sound of it makes my breath catch briefly.

"Yah, well... a guys got to have a few skills, huh?"

"Mmm-Hmm..."

I lean back and enjoy the feel of him rubbing my back for several moments before I realize, the soap is starting to itch. I cup my hands and start lightly pouring water over me, washing the soap off my front and shoulders, he notices and sets the bar of soap back in the soap dish, then starts lightly rinsing the soap off my back in the same way, I murmur my appreciation quietly. I check myself over, making sure the soap it completely rinsed, carefully running my fingers through my wet hair to make sure the soap and conditioner it out of it before turning back to face him.

"Thanks..." I whisper, blushing slightly again as I notice him looking me over. "What?" I ask, my voice soft.

"Hmm? Am I not allowed to enjoy the view?" He smirks yet again, I laugh quietly.

"I suppose... If you think I'm worth a look or two, sure..." I smirk when his hands tighten their grip on the edge of the tub. 'Apparently I am...'

"Mmm, yah."

It is now my turn to chuckle quietly, and then quickly before I loose my nerve, I lean forward and kiss him, running my fingers through his hair as I do, pressing myself against him from the waist up, the edge of the tub digs into my hips but I don't care. My breath catches when he returns the kiss enthusiastically, and I purr against his lips, moving my arms and wrapping them around his waist so I can dig my nails into his back lightly. At that he growls quietly and lifts me out of the tub, only pulling away to quickly snag the towel off the counter and wrap it around my waist, before pulling me back into an intense kiss, all I can do is whimper and press myself more fully against him, digging my nails into his back, at that he wraps his arms around my shoulders and lightly digs his nails into my back, as if in question.

I only pause for a moment of thought before purring in approval and running my nails across his back, digging my nails in sharply and trailing all the way from shoulder to the waistband of his pants, he moans softly and copy's the motion, the sharp zing of pain causing me to pull back and growl in pleasure, before going back to our kiss for several moments before he pulls back.

"Not that I'm not completely enjoying every second of this... But I was suppose to let you know that David has figured things out." He murmurs softly into my hair. I groan quietly.

"Now ya tell me... Well, I got news for ya... I ain't going nowhere for a bit unless I get something to top me off... And I doubt you could walk right about now." I grind myself against him to prove my point, he hisses and grabs my hips, holding me still.

"Yah..." He pauses a moment, as if debating on weather or not to tell me something. "... But if we do anything more than we have, they will be able to tell, they will be able to smell it on us and Marko will probably feel some of it..."

"Oh..." I weigh my decision thoughtfully a moment. "Yah, well, I don't care if they can tell... and..." I sigh. "Marko doesn't want this bond him and I have... And I refuse to be tied to any one of you alone, and that needs to be damn obvious from the start or things might get weird..." My tone softens. "I am no one's pet or private plaything... Never again..." Paul nods in understanding and lightly runs his fingers through my wet hair.

"That's good... 'cuz I've been wanting you pretty bad since Marko told us how you two bonded..."

"Yah? What part?" I whisper, kicking the bathroom door closed.

"You really like pain? ... Bleeding?" His voice is heavy with emotion. "It gets you good and riled?"

"Mmm-Hmm..." I press myself against him again. "It gets me more than riled... Good enough go round tops me right off." I smirk at him and he hisses quietly in pleasure.

"I only know I can take you're word for it, 'cuz I have seen you play the game once or twice, girl..." He digs his nails into my back, I groan and arch my back toward his nails. "I do anything too much, you let me know..."

"Yah, yah... Shut up and kiss me again!" I let my desperation bleed into my voice for once, he smirks.

"That can't be all you want..."

"Fuck you." I grow.

He pulls me against him in a rough kiss and I return the kiss just as energetically, bringing my legs up and wrapping them around his waist so I can grind against him better, he hisses at this and I feel his nails sharpen to claws, I purr and arch back into his claws, reminding him to scratch my back, he drags his claws down across my back and I moan loudly in appreciation, I pull back to catch my breath and he moves one hand from my back, bringing it up in front of me to show me the blood staining his fingertips and claw like nails, I just smirk and slowly start to lick my own blood off his fingertips, occasionally taking one of his fingers into my mouth to swirl my tongue around it to get every trace of blood. He gasps at this and his eye color gains a reddish tint, I smirk and lean forward, pushing him lightly so he will lean back, he only leans back a bit and I growl before pouncing onto him and causing him to fall back, he looks up at me in surprise and approval as I quickly straddle him, one knee on either side of his waist, I leer down at him.

"All work and no play makes Candice a dull girl..." I lightly trace my nails across his stomach.

I lean down and capture his lips with mine in another rough kiss, pulling my towel off and tossing it into a corner as I do, he brings his hands around to rest on my hips, slowly trailing them up and over my breasts, lightly cupping them and pinching my nipples between his fingers, I moan happily and grind against him sharply in my approval, wincing when my jewelry nearly catches on the zipper of his pants, he stops.

"What was that?" I blush at his question.

"Umm, My piercing... " I glance down at it, he follows my gaze.

"Hood piercing?" I nod.

"Horizontally..." He grins.

To hide my odd embarrassment over my piercing, I lean forward and resume kissing him, purring when he licks along my bottom lip, softly nibbling on it from time to time and pinching my nipples roughly, I let out a low keen as he once again moves one hand to my back and digs his nails into my skin, my breath coming in sharp pants, I keen again and try to carefully grind against him. He growls and moves me over a bit so he can reach to undo his pants, I purr the second I realize what he is doing and pull back so I can watch him, I sigh softly, enjoying the view as he kicks his pants off and reaches for the edge of his mesh shirt. I dart forward and stop him from taking off his mesh shirt, shaking my head 'no' as I do.

"It feels nice against my skin..." I murmur as I lean forward and kiss him lightly on the cheek, he smirks.

I sit back, reveling in the sight of him, after a moment I tentatively reach forward and trace his length with my fingertips, he shivers and hisses quietly, All I can do is smile as I lean forward, once again straddling his waist and slowly grinding against him. 'Mmm, he feels nice...' I reclaim his lips in a kiss, letting my mouth open slightly and tracing his bottom lip with my tongue, he wraps his arms around my waist and holds me to him tightly for several moments, I pull back, trailing kisses across his cheek and down the side of his neck, leaving a trail of nips down his neck to the curve of his shoulder, he groans and digs his nails sharply into my hips.

"Want you..." I pant against his shoulder.

"Oh, yah...Mmm."

I lift myself slightly so I can reach between us and caress his erect length, growling under my breath as I position him at my opening and slowly easing down onto him, ever so slowly, letting the feeling of him filling me set in, he hisses and claws my hips and back, trying to get me to move faster, I just moan loudly and keep lowering myself slowly until he is sheathed deep inside me, I wait a moment to let my body adjust.

He pants a bit and whimpers at me, I smirk against the skin of his neck, slowly raising up and then lowering myself onto him again, keeping my rhythm nice and slow for a few thrusts.

"Girl, that's just mean..." He pants breathlessly. "Please...?" He whispers quietly.

I chuckle under my breath, pausing a moment with him deep inside me, again he whimpers but this time it is because I tense my muscles around him as I raise up, I pause with him just barely inside me and sit like that a moment, he keens low in his throat and tears at my back with his claws, I hiss and thrust myself down on him sharply, he growls in pleasure, and I give in, quickening the pace as I ride him, tracing my nails across his chest, digging my nails into him with every downward thrust, in direct counterpoint to his own scratches. I moan softly against him and nip his neck roughly as he pulls me sharply down onto him, as he does, he hits that place deep inside me that causes me to see spots and I whimper loudly, pulling myself back so he will rub over that spot inside me just right again, he growls softly.

"Heh... I know what you want..." He whispers against my neck and I shiver.

With that he sits up and expertly reverses our positions, I shiver at the cold tile under my back as he lifts my legs to rest on his shoulders, satisfied with my position he slides slowly out of me and thrusts in again, I scream as he hits that same spot and causes me to see spots again and filling me more completely than before, I groan loudly and dig my nails into his chest and pushing back against him as much as I can in the position I'm in, he just hisses and keeps thrusting into me with the same precision as the first time, rubbing over that spot every time as he gradually starts thrusting harder and faster.

"You close?" He whispers and I almost don't catch it, I'm so lost in the pleasure.

"Aah.." I hiss. "I could enjoy this for ages... just... bite me when you cum, and I will, too..." I sigh and arch my back, he growls and his eyes flash red and gold.

I adjust and move my legs down to wrap them around his waist, pulling my hair up and out of the way to spill in a cascade of red above me, at this he thrusts into me harder and I scream.

"Aah... Don't break me!" I hiss, pushing back against him in time with his thrusts. "Oh, god... second thought scratch that..." I babble.

A quiet chuckle is my only response as he leans forward and pinches my nipples sharply, I arch my back and hiss as he leans forward over me, kissing along my collarbone, I bring my arms up, running my fingers through his hair with one hand and digging my nails into his back with the other, he growls and thrusts into me roughly and gasps softly. A few moments later he leans down over me and starts nibbling on my neck, nipping sharply with each thrust, by this point all I can do is whimper loudly every time he nips me, franticly murmuring encouragement as he makes my body sing with pleasure, I keep running my nails up and down his back, occasionally drawing blood. I pull my hand away from his back and look at the sheen of blood on it, the sight makes me tense just right as he thrusts into me and I keen in pleasure before digging my nails sharply into his shoulder, he growls loudly and leans down, biting me on the neck roughly, I feel his fangs slice deep into the skin at the curve of my neck and I scream and thrust back against him, digging my fingers into his hair to hold him to my neck, as the world around me shivers and bright colors flash across my field of vision as the pleasure and ecstasy of it all rushes over me and I climax.

Once the colors of the world fade back to normal, I blink up at Paul, a small smile stuck on my face, he chuckles before leaning down to kiss me, I notice in passing that he doesn't seem overly fatigued by our activities, and he looks hot as hell above me like this with my blood on his lips, I kiss him and wrap my arms around him, holding him close as I do and grinding up against him, he hisses and pulls back.

"None of that, girl... you'll get me going again..." He laughs quietly at the shocked but pleased expression I get at his words.

"Mmm, can't have that when we have people waiting on us, now can we?" I purr. "Maybe later." I smirk up at him.

"Indeed..." He looks pleased at the implication of a 'later'.

With a sigh he pulls back from me, lightly sliding himself out of me, I whimper softly at the loss and reach up to pull him back down on top of me, cuddling close and sharing light playful kisses with him, he laughs and holds me close for several moments.

"I hate to bring it up again, but we gotta get going... as-is David's probably going to smack me for this." He smirks. "But it will be worth every second." I laugh and leer up at him.

"Let him try and smack me for it, I'll either smack him back, or I'll like it." I grin playfully and he laughs.

"True..." He whispers, leaning forward to trace the new bite marks on my neck. "You can take a lot of damage and like it it seems..." He licks his lips and sighs happily.

"Mmm-Hmm... told you." I sit up and take my towel and wipe myself down, drying the last traces of water from my bath as well as the sweat, I crinkle my nose as I carefully clean the traces of sex from me, hissing quietly when I hit a tender spot.

Dropping the towel to the floor lightly next to Paul as I carefully move to stand, I lean against the edge of the bathtub a moment before picking up my clothes and slipping them on, hissing as I adjust the halter top a few times over the scratches on my back, and deciding not to button the jeans but merely zip them. I snicker when I look over and notice Paul doing the same, I watch as he tries to put his jacket on a few times before growling at it and just holding it.

"Looks like I gave as good as I got." I smirk at him.

"Mmm-Hmm." He playfully swipes at my back but I dodge out of the way with a giggle.

"No fair..." I playfully complain, he just shrugs. "We should probably get going..."

He nods and walks over and opens the bathroom door, I quickly lean down and wipe the floor with my towel before carefully folding it and tucking it under one arm, Paul looks at me funny for that.

"Julie hates it when I leave towels with blood on them in her bathroom." I explain briefly as I step around him and walk into the living room of Julie's apartment, he shrugs and follows me.

"I just need to pop downstairs and let Julie know you found me and we can go back to my apartment..."

"Ok... want me to meet you there, or...?" I glance at him sharply.

"I don't know David, I don't quite like or trust him either... there is no way I'm letting you go in there alone looking the way you do!" I snap irritably, Paul laughs.

"Probably the best idea... David can be... touchy about things." I raise an eyebrow at him for his assessment.

"If by 'touchy' you mean 'More irritable than me on my worst day' than, sure, that seems accurate." Paul laughs at my statement.

"Indeed. But I never said that!" He grins.

I shrug and open the door to Julie's apartment and walk out, closing the door after Paul, before walking down the hall and down the stairs with him, I pause to look around the bar at the bottom of the stairs before stepping into it, careful to pull my hair over my shoulders to hide the bite marks. There's only a few of the bikers in so far, so I walk over to were Julie is behind the bar and tap the bar top to get her attention.

"Hey, Paul says that David has worked some stuff out... We are going up to talk to him and work it out now..." She smiles and looks up to me, freezing when she does.

"You're bleeding!" She whispers to me.

"Huh? I shouldn't.... Oh..." I wipe carefully at the new bite on my neck and wipe away a small trail of blood, I blush at it.

"Did he do that?!" She snarls, pointing to Paul and not noticing my blush yet.

"Heh... Well, that would be more a 'we' than 'he'..." I blush brighter and she notices finally.

"Oh!... But I thought..?" I laugh at her confusion.

"Yep, that's the part you messed up, you thought... Did you forget about Mike and Gwynn?" I laugh, she blushes.

"Oh, yah... So... you and this one?" She points to Paul again questioningly, I snicker.

"We have to go, David's waiting... "

"But, I wanna know!" She whines in a high pitch tone, getting the attention of the bikers in the corner.

"Hush, girl!" I smack myself on the forehead, annoyed at myself. "Now I'm sounding like him.. Shut up, Julie! You want the whole bar to hear?"

"Aww... no... but, you soo have to tell me later!"

"I will, for now, go serve drinks... and If Ardeth can handle them... Go bleach you're bathroom floor or something!" I hiss, she blinks a moment then her eyes go wide in shock.

"You didn't!" She yelps. "I just cleaned that bathroom floor! How could you do that on my clean floor?!" She whines again, this time one of the bikers perks up and moves to stand, I notice this.

"That's it, I'm gone..." I wave and walk back over to Paul quickly and take him by the hand and practically drag him with me back up the stairs, as he is laughing the whole time.

"Shut up, you... I'm never going to hear the end of this and we haven't even went back into my apartment yet!" I hiss, pausing to wipe another small trail of blood off my neck. "And why am I still bleeding?!" I complain to him, he pouts at me.

"That would be due to three things, One, I did it... Two, It wasn't neat, and Three, You're half-vampire now..." He sighs. "Marko told you, we don't heal as well from each other's bites and scratches..."

"Aah, makes since..." I carefully reach up and trace the bite marks from him, only now realizing how jagged they feel, they are nothing like the neat punctures Marko left, these are more like small tears. "Mmm, enthusiastic, weren't you..." I smirk as I trace them lightly, he watches my fingertips trace the marks, lust bleeding back into his expression, he shifts his weight suddenly and looks away, I laugh and he looks back to me sharply.

"You did that on purpose!" He accuses, I snicker.

"Yah, I did... I'm use to being the one reacting like you are, not the other way."

"Hmm... That will likely not be good for you once the blood lust kicks in... You'll probably get it bad like I did..." He nods, I look at him thoughtfully.

"Good to know I'm not alone then..." I grin suddenly. "Does that mean you ever played bloodletting games when you were human?" I take his hand and pull him closer, he leans down and kisses me lightly.

"Come on..." He smirks at me and leads me toward my apartment, I just laugh quietly and let him lead me.




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AN: Told you I'd have fun stuff eventually!
... Only problem is, Now that I've found it, I lost track of where my plot was going!! XD