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Bowie's eyes watched the man closely. She was very unsure of what emotion she should be giving off in this very moment, but she was more curious than she was scared. Though, she made sure to watch him as he moved closer to her, circling her. She needed to be ready to make some sort of move if he was a threat. Though when he moved closer to her she could smell his arousal and something about that sent a shiver right up her spine. The look in his eyes was not threatening, it was with pure desire. There was a thrill it that feeling of someone like him who reeked so much power wanting her. Shifting in her chair she looked up at him showing no fear in her eyes. Her body language reading its own type of delicate power. Bowie felt like she could ask him a million questions later if she wanted too, but right now she didn't feel like dipping into deep conversation when she knew she could feel him dip into her. Even as a human Bowie had been confident in who she was as a person. There had never been a moment in her life that she wavered in being exactly who she was. The shift in becoming a vampire had just pulled a deeper need out of her. Her spirit still free, but it craved more destruction. When she looked at the man in front of her she could feel that he radiated the same energy. Even more than she did. His eyes roaming her ink covered flesh made her smirk. She was starting to think maybe she shouldn't have cleaned up so quickly. They could have had some fun covered in blood and intertwined together. <br/>
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When he agreed to keep her company she knew from that moment they were going to have a lovely evening tonight. She wasn't exactly sure where it would lead, but right now she would go anywhere he needed her to go and let him take whatever he wanted. Bowie wasn't quite old enough to identify who he was or the real importance that he held. There was also the lack of help with her transitioning and understand vampire history and laws. She honestly just learned as she went along. <br/>
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She tilted her head a little when he spoke. She had never heard of a Godric before, but she most certainly craved the one in front of her. Clean white fangs exposed as he smiled at her. "Godric," she purred his name as he started to lean down towards her. Hazel eyes fluttered shut the moment she felt the cool brush of his lips against her ear which caused a squeak of excitement from her plump lips. Godric had just met her and he was already offering her the world. She was unsure if he was just luring her in for a snack or he truly meant to spoil her. There was a moment she felt like she should tell him no, but it was overpowered by the sensation he left tingling down her spine. If her heart was still beating she knew it would be rapidly beating against her ribcage. She could feel the flutter in her stomach shift to a tingling in her core. When he asked if she would come with him she almost felt like she wasn't in her own body because she simply whispered "Yes." In all of her years of being on this Earth there had only been one other man who had, had the same pull on her. That man was the same reason she was no longer mortal. She could only hope wanting to be near Godric wouldn't cause a murderous end to her. The brush of his fangs on her make her legs feel weak and she wanted to know what it would feel like to have him sink them deep into her skin. <br/>
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In one swift motion he was next to her.  She eyed him curiously already wanting him to come back to her. She decided she would take the lead on what she wanted. She pushed herself up and out of her seat to stand in front of him. She dipped down a little letting her hands rest on his thighs. Her cleavage on full display for him showing the tattoo that laid between her breasts. Hazel eyes full of mischief peered at him. "Bowie," she told him simply. <br/>
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