She took his hand and imagined being his plaything.  Alice seated herself and wished she still had the black cloth.  Her nose wasn’t bleeding again, but it might.  Something about his … whole entire body bewitched her girlish inner dreams.  He was frightfully handsome, with a sexy amount of gentlemanish style and a voice that outdid all else.  Deep and pleasant with a tone that made heads turn..  he was too appealing.  Alice pressed her knees together and inhaled a cleansing breath as the vampyr joined her side and closed the door.  He gave the address and she died a little.  Of course he would acknowledge the driver first… what did she expect?  What was it that she even wanted?  Alice squirmed at the uncomfortable thought.  She was secretly hoping he was attracted to her?  She had private wishes to fall in love?  What a stupid thing to think about!  She moved her eyes to the window and focused on the passing scenery.  Ridiculous fantasies were for other women, but not her.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"You handled that quite well. Are you okay?" </span><br/><br/><span style="color: #4040FF">“...” </span>Alice turned to the gorgeous vampyr and summoned the feelings of hatred.  Anything to drown out the giddy pleasure of having him look at her and ask after her well being.  It wasn’t working.<span style="color: #4040FF"> “I’m.. no.” </span>She bit her lip.<span style="color: #4040FF"> “Do vampyrs have sex?”  </span>She squeezed her eyes shut and continued to let the insane pent up litany out.<span style="color: #4040FF"> “I’ve seen pictures in the stories, you know?  Vampyrs naked with women and it’s all very erotic but … do you..does your kind ..actually do that because without blood ...or or is it only after you feed?” </span>Alice opened her eyes and studied Gregory’s face.<br/><br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Thank you for stopping the shoe." </span><br/><br/>Motto glanced at Cassandra’s mouth before meeting her in the eyes.<span style="color: #00BF40"> “I don’t like people.” </span>He replied.  A strange thing for him to say while bringing his arm around to keep her from falling out.  Frowning, Motto blinked at his hand.  Without another word the vampyr switched places with her so that Cassandra was at less risk of falling out.  He rested his elbows on his knees and stared at his hands.  ...What was he doing?  What was this insanity?  He hadn’t really given any thought to what was in store for him aside from a few guilty fantasies of losing control and devouring an unlucky human in his cave.  This was too weird and stressful.. and Motto’s eyes flicked to the open door.  Just before flashing out of the car into the waiting sky, he reached over and quickly buckled Cassandra in.  The next moment he was soaring fast and free over the city and away from the crazy bullsh*t.  A relieved smile spread across the wild vampyr’s face as he took in the biting cold that usually came with height and speed.  All done with that stuff.  No problem at all.  ..Right?<br/><br/>Motto blinked and reversed his direction in order to stop quickly.  But she’d be punished.  He would too.  Right?  It was one thing..to smile or else for the people.  But .. if he didn’t do the actual being married part...that counted too.  Right?  The vampyr hadn’t really thought about actually living in a stupid house.  An image of Cassandra wearing nothing but a blood red apron flashed into Motto’s mind.  He sped back to the car and managed to rejoin her side just as the vehicle pulled up to the high security gate that bordered their new “home”.  Invisible to the naked eye was a powerful field of highly dangerous dust matter; an energy signature discovered in  mid 21rst century.  Humans and vampyrs alike were vulnerable to the unstable and deadly field.  It served as the protection/containment of the newlyweds.  The gate guards eyed the missing door uneasily and placed hands on their holstered weapons while peering inside.  “Everything ok, Miss?”  Motto lifted an eyebrow.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BF00">“We’re awesome.  F*ck off.”</span><br/><br/>The guards didn’t like that.