Norman
*As Magnus lifted Selene effortlessly into his arms, a mix of surprise and excitement washed over her. The tingling sensation from his gentle kiss lingered on her lips, making my heart race even faster. Resting against his broad chest, she felt safe and protected.

As they walked down the hallway, her mind was filled with a whirlwind of emotions. She couldn't believe that Magnus, this towering figure with a heart of gold, was willing to come to bed with her. His playful boops on her nose made her giggle, and she couldn't help but blush.

Entering her room, she felt a sense of familiarity mixed with newfound anticipation. Magnus laid her down on the bed, and as he enveloped her in a deep bear hug, her worries melted away. His presence felt warm and comforting, and she couldn't help but snuggle closer to him.

Looking up into his eyes, she smiled shyly.*

**I never imagined I'd find someone like you, Magnus. Thank you for making me feel so special.**

As his nervous chuckle filled the room, she knew that this would be a memory etched in her heart forever.*

*She stared at his face for just a moment before holding one side of his face in her palm. Slowly she brushed aside his hair to look at his mysterious eye. It was beautiful, hypnotizing even. She could tell he was getting nervous. She smiled,*

**You're getting even more shy than me, tough guy.**

*She teased back. She leaned in closing her eyes giving him another long kiss.*
Laurel
*As he lays in the bed with her, with her eyes staring deep into a soul, he lets out a deep, warm chuckle. A chuckle that slightly shakes the bed from his sizes, as his right large palm rest on her right cheek, rubbing it gently.*

" I never thought it was the time but I would find someone that would see me as me. Someone that actually gives a damn about this giant and just... Acknowledge me. So i thank you for make me feel... Me, selene." *Placing his forehead on hers as she brushes away his hallowing her to see his mysterious eye, an eye that looks like to contain a galaxy filled with wanders.*

*She can tell that he was getting nervous. And he does chuckle very nervously finding out that she did.*

"W-well That's because I'm in a room by myself. With a very, very gorgeous lady... I think any do to my situation woul-" *As she surprised him with another kiss middle way through his little rabble... His eyes slowly closed. His legs gently wraps around hers as the kiss this time around turns... A little bit more romantic... And how else can you be more romantic with a good French kiss~*

*As through her lips his tongue enter into her mouth, Finding her tongue and beginning to dance with in the bar room that they call their mouth.. His tongue was obviously much larger for obvious reasons but he was still gently as their passionate kisses turns even more passionate.*
Norman
*His search for the right words to defend his nervousness made her laugh. She couldn't help but shut him up. She let him wrap his legs around hers. 

As the kiss went on she was surprised to feel his tongue slide into her mouth. Bold for a person who was just nervous to be alone in a room with a girl. She could feel herself melting into it as their kiss deepened. His taste made her feel calm, as well as a hint of arousal. 

Her hand began to wander from his cheek to his hair. She caressed it under her palm before slowly making its way to his neck. Her fingers gently outlined the two holes she had marked on his skin earlier.*
Laurel
*Correct, it was very bold for a nervous wreck, but... Desperate times called for desperate measures and he wanted... Whatever they was doing to go along swimmingly.*

*As the kiss deepens, as their mouths Instinctively smacks gently together, as the kiss goes onwards. Her taste was sweet, and her hands crawling gently around his skin was soft. As her fingers gently touches the 2 holes that she made in his neck, there was no scab or anything showing that it was recently made as his body. Just like any other wound, he would ever get, already patched it up to the point of it's only just being a faint reminder of what it was, a scar.*

*His hands only stayed on her cheek as he didn't want to ruin the mood and not wonder anywhere else. He briefly, let's go of the kiss as he needed air... They was afterall going on 20 minutes of their tongue filled kiss.*

*As her hand was still on his neck, he's let he'd let out a warm chuckle.*

"Admiring your handy work, sel?" *He ask warmly before he blinks remembering something about their tradition...*

"Oh! Also... What does it mean to bite someone in your uhh culture? I think it means you're the right or is it just food?" *He know, there was something done with it, something... Something! Just can't remember what?*
Norman
*She continued to stare at his eye once he broke the kiss. She was still making circles on his skin around the bite. When he spoke it was like she was brought back to reality. She stopped and brought her hand back onto the comfortable mattress of the bed.*

**Yes... I guess you could say that.**

*She chuckled. It wasn't rare for her to zone out like that. So many times she would find herself wiping the same spot on a table for way too long. 

When she heard his question her ears twitched. The pink on her cheeks grew. Not entirely to the question but to the nickname aswell. It had been awhile since someone had called her by a nickname especially Sel. Her father would always call her that.*

**Well... A bite can be all sorts of things. Traditionally if I were to bite you it would be not only to feed but to uhm... Kill you... But I wouldn't do that!**
 
*It was a common question people asked her, and the quick answer always scared them away. She didn't want to lie to him nor for him to run away.*

**But, if the victim didn't die the bite stays and normally wears off for a month or so. But for that month it like a... Mark... Like when you see a collar on a dog or a name on an object you leave it alone. Like the one I gave you.**

*As they looked into eachothers eyes he could see she was embarrassed to say it. She didn't want him to think that he was her property or anything. 

The conversation made her think about her parents. There were plenty of times where her mom drank from her father. But there was one bite that always stuck. It was always there, not one day in her childhood did she see it heal.*
Randell
bad lass, bad XD replyiing now!
Laurel
*He raises his eyebrow singer cheeks growing a lovely hot pink, he was curious as he was confused on why it suddenly got that way...*

"Huh... How so sel?" *As his eyes stares to hers, blinking some of the times yes, as any average person would. But just... Starting His eyes never wandered anywhere else, for any second only on her face.*

*He was following along with her words until...*

"Kill me?" *He said even more confused.. But it was more so that he has heard that vampires sometimes kill for sports... Back then atleast...*

"Well know you won't kill me, your too cuddly to kill someone... That and er... My doctor said dying was horrible for my health sooo" *He says with a deep chuckle laughing at his little joke*

"Don't worry, you have nothing to fear for I don't think I'll be leaving this hug anytime soo-It's a what now?" *As he was completely caught off guard that her friends was basically collar tell everyone else to fuck off.*

"...Sooo... In vampire terms are we married... Am your personal bloodbag?.....Cause i want to take you out to dinner frist if we are married now." *As it was very apparent, hes completely confused...*