That Voodoo stuff don't do nothing for me.

[rogue_lawyer]

[Continued from here.]

It’s been a long night and I’m starting to feel it in my bones, taking the seat at the bar that Lorne gestures towards and resting my folded arms on the counter, trying to pretend it’s not the only thing that’s holding me up at the moment. "Not sure what you want, Lindsey. You know that all this is gonna end you up in

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[sexytarawitch]

He barely pauses and the moment when he blinks I wonder if he's going to argue with me but his words are the opposite of what I was worried he'd say.

"Thank you," I murmur, a small smile tugging at my lips at his actions makes me feel less of the monster that I am. I look down at him as he lay's beside me on the bed, his eyes covered and his other hand 'innocently' working at the buttons of his shirt, exposing skin that I knew well from the previous time with him. The desire and want for him was starting to build and I knew that I had to feed on the bottle or I would end up feeding on his neck again.

"I've got no issues with the vampire diet, so long as I'm not on the menu. I mean, everybody's got to eat, right? Really no worse than sitting down to a plate of bacon, if you think about it..."

A tiny smile find's it's way to my lips as I listen to his logic, bringing the cool glass to my lips I start to drink down the warmed liquid, my stomach clenching and the desire inside me becoming harder and more with every swallow. It wasn't long before I had more than half the bottle down, my fangs breaking through and the muscles in my face twisting and turning into something ugly and vile.

"Still not peeking,"

Lindsey's fingers against my thigh made me shudder and I quickly swallowed down the rest of the bottle, placing it on the side of the bed before leaning over him and running my hand down his cheek. "Thank you," I whispered, leaning in and kissing his shoulder lightly, I pulled back sharply when I realized I'd nicked his skin with my fang, the taste of his blood flooding my mouth and I shook my head, pulling back and covering my face. "Don't look." I tried to calm down but I realized that all the things I used to do to relax were now invalid, breathing did me no good and I wasn't sure how to control this and get my human face back. Maybe I should leave...

[rogue_lawyer]

I keep my eyes covered, listening to the rustle of the sheets as she sets the bottle aside before leaning down to kiss me. If it weren't for the whisper of the sheets and the soft tickle of her hair falling against my shoulder, I'd have no idea she was there at all, she's just that quiet, without even the sounds of her breath to give her away.

There's a slight sting when she kisses my shoulder, and I bite back a gasp when my lust-hazy brain catches on to what caused it. "Don't look," she whispers urgently. I swallow and nod, but god, this is getting me hard.

"If we keep this up much longer," I murmur, "we should probably invest in a blindfold."

My mind fills in the blanks of what my eyes can't see, but as wild as my imagination is, it's no substitute for the real thing. I'm tempted to just open my eyes, but I want her to be able to trust me. I slide my free hand up her arm, finding her fingers covering her face, and I tug her hands away gently before blindly exploring the new, sharper planes of her face with my fingertips.

"It's okay," I breathe, my fingers ghosting over the hard ridges above her eyes and down a knife-edge cheekbone. God, she's beautiful.

[sexytarawitch]

The option to leave was taken from me when I felt his hand move up my arm and finding it's way to my fingers that covered my face. The touch soothes me and makes me pause, my struggle ebbing away for a moment as the warmth of his hands sink deep into my skin.

"It's okay,"

"No, it's not." I swallow hard as my eyes close from his touch, his fingers moving over my skin and warming me from the inside. A soft sigh escapes my lips and I find myself leaning into his touch moments before I lay my body over him, nothing but the sheet wrapped around me. "I'm...I don't w-want to hurt you." His fingers glide over my lips and I smile slightly, flicking my tongue out to brush over his finger. "Not a monster, I'm not..." I insist under my breath, unsure who I'm trying to convince more, him or me.

A muted cracking sound can be heard and I feel my face shift back slowly, the demon slipping under the surface again and allowing me to relax as much as I'm able to. "You can l-look again I think..." I hesitated for a moment, not wanting him to stop touching my face.

[rogue_lawyer]

"No, it's not," she whispers. There's tense distance between us for a moment, but I won't open my eyes, won't break that trust. And then she sighs, such a natural human reaction, and melts into my touch. "I'm...I don't w-want to hurt you."

"So don't," I breathe, tracing the soft outline of her mouth, feeling her cool tongue against my fingertip but no fangs. "I trust you. You won't hurt me." She murmurs that she's not a monster, fear and uncertainty evident in her tone, her body still slightly tense against my own.

"You're not, Tara. You're not. You're better than that." The ridges under my fingers slip into smooth softness again and I can feel the tension finally ease out of her. I open my eyes, meeting her worried expression with a smile.

"Missed you," I tell her, faking a brief pout. I let my fingers slip under her hair, around to cup the back of her neck and pull her down to me, savoring the soft press of her lips as much as the primal power I could feel a moment before. She might not believe me just yet, but I am most definitely interested in the whole package here. I want it all, every single part that is Tara.