Haizel brushed her fingers into his hair, pulling him closer still as she kissed him back, moving her tongue against his, the butterflies in her stomach stirring. She pulled at his shirt, drawing him to her, feeling at his crotch as she moaned slightly beneath the kiss. She pulled away, taking a breath for herself. "Come on dear. Let us hurry to our rooms" she announced, grabbing his hand before trotting inside the large brick building.<br/><br/>They made it past security with short ease; the guards payed them no mind as they continued to play off a newly married couple. Their faux love seemed to push them faster throughout the line, the guards obviously of little interest, rolling their eyes as the couple moved along.<br/><br/>The new experience of the Zeppelin lulled her in, catching her thoughts as she greeted the vast size. Her hand rested on the door's frame as she walked in, stricken her first glance. The smell alerted her senses, smoke puffs filled the 'lobby' replacing the potent smog from the outside. Men lounged across the maroon benches, drawing in women for their pleasures, pawing at their taunt torsos with their large fingers, smiling with greed. Werewolves dotted the area, leading humans into secluded rooms, their moans heard from the thin walls. Gypsies moved across the floor; their bodies fluid as they swung their hips, shimming their bodies and releasing their clothes as the music pounded in the background. They moved to the beat, mesmerizing as Haizel watched, seducing the men easy before sex began.<br/><br/>She felt a gentle tug on her hand as Heck pulled her from her stares. She shook her head slightly, surprised by her own haze before following him to a hallway; doors littered the walls, covered by numbers. She pushed open their door, numbered 053. She suddenly felt exhausted, the lack of sleep now catching up to her worn body. She dropped her bag, leaving it scattered across the floor before retreating to the one bed. The comfortness enveloped her, the bounce of the mattress claimed her every curve. She shoved her face into the white pillow, her hair spread across the pillow with a wap as her face made contact. She slowly moved her head to the side, focusing on Heck's body as he stood in the room. "I've been getting this off putting vibe from you. Are you alright?" She asked gently.