<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/><br/>Alexa was natural in the things she did. More often than not, she wasn't even aware that the things she did were flirty or<em>"taking advantage"</em>of her beauty. She did what came natural, comfortable for her and she spoke her mind. She turned her eyes up to Vincent as he stood, not even bothering to touch his lunch. As he repeated her words to her, she felt a heat rising in her cheeks. Okay, so maybe she came on too strong?<br/><br/><strong>"Camping?"</strong>His lips brushed her's.<strong>"We could go camping."</strong>Alexa had never in her life, been camping. But if he wanted to go camping, she was up for it. She got goose bumps on her skin as he matter of factly told her that those at the door could wait and lunch wasn't over yet. Alexa sat down what was in her hands just as Vincent's lips pressed against her's again. She met him half way her hands moving up his chest, feeling his muscles beneath his shirt.<br/><br/>She had only dreamed of this, never imagining that it would become real. It appeared that both of them needed their hunger quenced by something, other than food. Those at the door would just have to wait. This was their time, something they had both waited too long for. As Alexa's hands slid up, they moved over his shoulders and to the back of his head, her fingers curling in that thick black hair of his. She'd always wanted to do that.<br/><br/>Camping, skinny dipping, fire light cuddling, all sounded good to her. Her eyes drifted closed as she became lost in this kiss. His masculinity flooded her scenses. For all she cared, those at the door could just...disappear. She sighed, pleasantly in to the kiss, enjoying it very much. It was so relaxing, almost relieving to share this intimate thing with him, their first kiss. Their first touches. It only made her want more.<br/><br/>