Better then needles

[Call Me Nefret]

He smiled. "Much better." He said, kissing her. Part of him realized Erik was probably still outside. But then the kiss deepened and he couldn't have cared less.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany wrapped her arms around his neck, pushing her lips more against his as she kissed him more deeply.  

[Call Me Nefret]

Already, he could feel the frenzy coming again. He pulled back. "You're sure you want to do this again?" He asked. He didn't know if her body could stand the constant energy, especially with the blood loss.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany rolled her eyes then kissed him. Then she pulled back. I will be fine. Will you? She asked him teasingly.  

[Call Me Nefret]

He pulled up her shirt and kissed her belly. "I think I'll manage." He said, looking up at her with a wry grin.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany smiled at him and giggled a bit. Good. I'm glad. She said as she kissed the top of his head.  

[Call Me Nefret]

The hunger was already back. Was this normal? He didn't care. He quickly pulled off her shirt.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany looked up at him then wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply.  

[Call Me Nefret]

He didn't want to wait. Within a few moments all pieces of clothing were on the floor. He looked down at her. "I love you." He said quietly.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany's eyes widened as he said those three little words. She looked t him, eyes still wide. Then, she smiled at him. I love you too. She said.  

[Call Me Nefret]

He was as gentle as possible with her. Despite everything she'd said, she was still weaker than him. And much more fragile.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany was full of joy and desire. He loved her. Loved her. The words that would make anyones heart skip a beat. He said it to her and she felt the same way. Although Erik said those exact words to her, she didn't feel the same. Dmytri is different. His words, are the words she wanted to hear. Now that she knew he felt the same, there was no stopping her. She loved him and nothing was going to change that.  

[Call Me Nefret]

Dmytri finalled rolled off of her and sat up. He looked down at her and smiled. "We might need to get you some more clothes." He said. His smiled turned sultry. He leaned down to whisper in her ear. "Although I think I prefer you without." One hand glided down her body.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany blushed and shivered as he glided his hand down her. She looked down at the pile of clothes on the ground. Yeah, or you can stop ripping them off me. She told him jokingly and smiled.  

[Call Me Nefret]

He kissed her neck. "Where's the fun in that?" He murmured. He sat up and pulled her onto his lap.