<span style="font-family:Philosopher">Her lips were like fire. How long had he dreamed of this moment, wanting nothing more than to feel her lips on his? All those days of preparation for the moment when he would finally have her as his all come crashing down around his ears when the fly wandered into the web. He marveled at how it had seemingly fell in to his lap and wondered idly if the Gods did answer prayers. A mental smirk. If they did, they would not answer the prayers of one that fed on mortals, he thought surely.<br/>
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He was completely passive as she grabbed his jaw with one hand as the other held on to his shirt for all she was worth. The kiss deepened, their breath quickening as he darted out a tongue to more fully taste those plump lips of hers. He allowed his own wineglass to topple on to the floor, spilling forth it's contents on to the floor but neither of them cared and only one of them noticed from an odd detached corner of his brain that always existed. His own hands were not idle. As she slid on to his lap, they reached up to grip her hips and grind her further against his pelvis with an implacable strength. That almost elicited a shudder from him as he felt himself grow hard, his member straining against the fabric of his pants and pressing against that forbidden area between her legs.<br/>
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He reluctantly broke the kiss as one hand of his trailed up from her hip and pulled her head to the side. His lips trailed along her jawline, nipping at an earlobe before going to the soft outline of her neck. The blood... it called to him... and he felt his fangs begin to descend in the desire to pierce flesh and drink deep of her. Instead, he resisted the titanic urge with only an equally massive effort of will on his part. Instead, the fangs barely skimmed the delicate barrier of flesh. He hoped, in her inebriated state, that she would not notice as his lips trailed fire down to where neck and shoulder meet. There, he bit down but thankfully without the presence of fangs it was merely a love bite. Meanwhile, his hand that had remained at her hip pulled dress up to around her back and torso to cup her buttocks in one hand and squeeze hard.</span>