<div class="floatleft">(http://i1286.photobucket.com/albums/a609/Kremsonbryar/E%20Characters/Angel%20Creek/Alexandra/AlexandraDonatellaGeovanelli_zps2e1ca929.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alexandra Donatella Geovanelli<br/><strong>Species/Element: </strong>Dark Witch - Air<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This, except jacket. (http://i1286.photobucket.com/albums/a609/Kremsonbryar/E%20Characters/Angel%20Creek/Alexandra/AlexaOutfit1Purplecopy_zps1f57ab09.jpg)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>August 1st, around noon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cain's Den Tattoo and Piercing Parlor<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Vincent Cain, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Alexa's back arched, pressing her even closer in to Vincent with each stroke of his fingers along her spine. It was a sensitive area for her. Soft moans came as purrs. She lifted her head and looked down at him as he spoke.<strong>"We can't change what has already happened and it does no one any good to dwell on it."</strong>Her hand came up to stroke his cheek softly,<strong><strong>"All we can do is make the best of what we have now, what happens, now." </strong></strong><br/><br/>Alexa's lips came down on his in a passionate kiss. She didn't want to think about what could have or what might have happened if he had done things differently. She was just glad to have him finally really looking at her, now, wanting her now as she wanted him. She giggled against his lips and moaned as she felt his hands dip under her lace panties to squeeze her cheeks.<br/><br/>It was Alexa's hands sliding along Vincent's body, moving down that discovered the new bit of flesh that had found it's way out of the silky fabric of his boxers. She didn't shy away from it, at all. Instead, her hand moved along it, stroking the already hard member. She drew her lips from his and looked down at him.<strong>"What do you want, right now?"</strong>