prodigalsavior | Love is a Four Letter Word (For itconsumesher)

"I'm liking my plan, too," Damon said, mostly because he hadn't really planned this part.

He nibbled up her neck to kiss her, blood lingering on his lips. "I feel better."

"Me too." She smirked, turning her head to brush her lips against his, not really caring that her blood still stained them.

"Still up for hunting or...." She smirked because she had other ideas but hunting still sounded like a lot of fun.

"Or...?" He nipped at her lower lip. "Hunting's always good, but if you have another idea...I'm open to reconsideration..." Especially pressed against him like she was, still.

She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, chewing thoughtfully as she ran a hand down his chest, her eyes drifting down in a coy manner as she considered all the things she could do with him.

"We could go hunting later." She leaned in, nipping at his bottom lip to tug playfully at the plump flesh.

"Whatever would we do with ourselves until then?" Damon asked with a smirk.

"Let's go back to your room and I'll show you." She smirked, pushing him at gently.

Damon smirked, pulling away from her and fixing his clothing, doing his pants back up.

"All right..."

"Actually, let's go hunting." Rebekah changed her mind a moment later but she didn't figure he would argue with her. Pulling on her pants, she looked over at him with a small smirk filled with promises. "It'll heighten everything."

"Fair enough," Damon agreed with a smirk of his own. He let her get dressed and flipped the elevator switch back on, sending it back toward the lobby.

Fixing her clothes, she grinned over at him, wanting the anticipation to build while he wondered what it was she was up to. Leaning over, she pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth before drawing away when the elevator doors slid open. She was quiet till they walked outside and then she glanced over at him. "Fangtasia?"

He was really curious what she had in mind, yes, but he was very focused on the hunt at the moment, and it made him smile. He nodded. "Fangtasia it is. I don't really feel like rustling someone up from an alleyway..."

And they had a better chance of avoiding trouble if they were using someone who was willing. "What are you in the mood for tonight?"

Damon wasn't much in the mood to avoid trouble, but he knew he'd feel better about it later.

"Anyone who's willing to run," he said, with a bit of a wry smile.

Rebekah figured she would grab the first person who caught her attention. Which turned out to be a lean guy with longish blonde hair and pale green eyes. There was something about him that caused a strange sense of deja vu but she didn't care to really try figuring out why.

Once she had settled on him, she looked at Damon with a small smirk, motioning towards her choice before seeing if he had made one of his own.

He looked the guy over, then gave her an approving glance before shifting to scan the room. A few people tried to catch his eye--mostly his staff--but he was off duty tonight, so he waved them off with a later gesture.

Finally settling on a brunette girl who totally had the whole Goth thing going for her, he nodded at Rebekah.

"Now to get them outside."

Rebekah looked at his intended target and she nodded with a growing smirk. "We could probably just ask nicely."

Damon chuckled. "Well, let's try that first, then."

He gave her a wink, then made his way to the girl, chatting her up easily, charmingly, until she blushed and nodded and agreed to slip out for a walk with him.

It hadn't taken much to lure the young man outside though she could tell he was going to be annoying with his wandering hands. Already he was being a little too familiar with her, sliding his hand over her side as he walked behind her, a little closer than she wanted him to. Still, it was all part of the fact though she did push his hand away with a coy little tut-tut when his hand tried to go too high.

Once outside, she led him towards the woods after convincing him they would have more privacy there.

Damon flashed the guy a look that would have ended him if looks could kill. He was already wondering if anyone would really miss the guy if he just...never came back. Surely, they'd just think he'd gone home or something, if there was no body, no evidence?

He fixed his attention on his little snack, though, smile a little cruel, but in a way meant to intrigue, as he led her through the streets to the woods behind Rebekah and her prize.

Rebekah caught the look that Damon shot the guy and she smirked a little more at it because who would really complain about him being jealous?

As they got deeper into the forest, the guy started to get nervous. Sure, he had wanted to get bitten but being lured into a dark forest by vampires still made him question himself. When he looked over at Rebekah, she merely smiled encouragingly, linking their arms as they continued. She wanted to make sure they got turned around so they couldn't find their way back to the village before the fun was done.

The girl was getting antsy, too, glancing over her shoulder. She'd imagined being taken back to Damon's room, all velvet and leather, for something beyond anything she'd enjoyed. He was the owner of the bar and he'd chosen her. She wasn't sure why the other two were there, but maybe it was for something kinky and she was determined to be cool with it.

But the woods did not really fit into her fantasy.

Damon felt the doubts swirling in her mind, and leaned to nibble at her ear, murmuring something reassuring until she came along a bit more complacently.

The guy seemed a little more willing than the girl but luckily they didn't have much further to go. Glancing back, Rebekah watched as Damon leaned in to nibble at the girl's ear and she watched the twit get all fluttery over it. So it was Rebekah's turn to glare in such a way that the girl would have been six feet under if looks could kill.

Turning abruptly, she looked at Damon. "Let's start now." She demanded impatiently.

He caught the look she sent the girl, and there was a flutter of amusement that crossed his face, but he just nodded easily. The excitement building in him reflected in the cruel smile on his lips as he turned to face the girl.

Lifting her chin, he caressed along her jaw line before giving her a simple order. "Run."

Rebekah turned to do the same with her guy, watching his eyes widen in surprise before he did just that. She watched as he actually ran in the same direction as the girl and she made an irritated little noise as she watched them.

"Why do they always run together?" She asked, glancing towards Damon.

Damon tilted his head, studying the direction they'd taken, hearing them crashing through the woods.

"Well, they're always taught there's safety in numbers?" Which was maybe useful against human predators, but one more human hardly mattered to the likes of them.

Love is a Four Letter Word (For itconsumesher)

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