Here with you

The offer didn't surprise him. This time he knew for sure it was because she wanted to help him and only him. It was hard for him to just accept it though. This was not how he had been raised. At least he wanted to give her something in return. She could choose whatever. If it was within his reach, he would give it to her. She only had to ask. “As long as you’re here, it’s free,” She objected immediately. Mort sighed dramatically. She wouldn't change, would she?

“Or, well, almost free,” She then said, changing her mind. The vampire looked at her patiently, expecting a request. But instead, she surprised him with a kiss on his cheek. ”That won’t pay enough for what I’ll need”, He chuckled amused. He placed his hand on her cheek and kissed her lips, passionately, without a warning. After that he chuckled again. ”This might”, He said, as if he was really calculating it.

If she wanted this in return, he would gladly accept that as a currency in their little deal. It was a win-win situation. He didn't agree on the amount though. If he stayed a bit longer, he would need more. So he kissed her, less careful than last time. Her heartbeat was slightly faster. He could swear her body temperature rose as well. So did his. He could feel the warmth again, but more intensely. As a wave through his body, pulsating and pulling him under.

When he was done, she grinned at him, challenging him to go further. He didn’t need much encouragement. He put his hand on her lower back, pushing her slightly towards the couch when he turned his body. He proceeded to push himself up a bit, enclosing her between himself and the couch. He kissed her again, putting his weight lightly on top of her. This time he took it a bit more slow. A low hum sounded as he softly bit her lip, taking a short break after, waiting for what she would do next.

From the moment he paused, he could feel her body react to his touch. Her heartbeat was almost sensible through their layers of clothing. It made him feel so alive. When she pulled him closer, he complied with a soft whine, eagerly following her encouragement to go on. Suddenly he was aware of the fact someone was staring at them. It was subconsciously, that feeling of ‘something is up’. It didn’t take him too long to figure it was the the cat. The animal was still in the room, of course. Mort pulled himself away from her slowly, leaning a bit more on his hips when he pushed himself up. ”You know,” He started, voice sounding a little rough. ”we should continue this without public”, He continued, while pulling one brow up slightly. Waiting for the answer to the question he didn’t ask out loud, he stared at her with blue eyes burning desire.

The soft complaint coming from her side, sent another shiver over his body. His voice was almost raw as he spoke, a not so subtle reminder of the eagerness he was feeling. Lexa looked over to where Saggitarius was still laying on the furs. He couldn’t keep his eyes from her though. Again, he was looking at her with hunger, but this time it had a whole other meaning. The smile around her lips followed by the look in her eyes when they met his again, almost made him miss the soft word she whispered. Without any protest, he let her grab his hand and guide her towards the staircase.

The vampire paid no attention to her room when they entered it. He turned around immediately when he walked in, reaching behind her to close the door while pushing her against the wood. He placed his hands next to her sides and leaned forward a bit, looking down at her with the lust he felt for her. He fixed her with his vivid blue gaze for just a second. Then he gave in to the hunger and kissed her again, picking up where they had left off downstairs a minute ago.

The very audible gasp he provoked with his actions, made him feel a sort of satisfaction he hadn’t felt before. He took pride in it, in a way. For some reason, it unlocked a next level of craving inside him. He couldn’t keep himself back anymore and he gave in to the lust, causing another whimper to escape from his chest. Her body was pressed against his, and the warmth seemed to embrace him. Her arms were folded around his neck, and his hands wandered off to the hem of her shirt. He nipped at her lower lip, drawing away just far enough to smile before he was off exploring again. Along the edge of her jaw with slightly open mouthed kisses and nips, down the column of her throat with more pressure as his invading hand smoothed up along her side.

She slowly pulled at such a useless layer of fabric and he gave way to her silent demand with no protest - stripping away the black shirt and letting it drop off to the side, discarded and unwanted. Fair was fair though. If his had to go, so was hers. So he stepped away from her slightly, giving her the opportunity to disconnect from the door. Words were unnecessary. He just waited until she was done, and rewarded her by swiftly lifting her up by her hips. His lips found her neck again, where he left a trail of longing nips while he carried her to the bed with ease.