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Miss Staken Identity (Staine x Bunny)

Walking into the hotel he noticed how close to him she was staying and how she kind of hid behind him when the person came to talk to them. He figured a lot of it was the clothing, she had just asked about it after all but he wasn't sure how she was at dealing with people she didn't know. She had lived among a group and probably knew all of them for a long time, plus their own meeting had been unusual enough that it had no bearing, was she shy around strangers? He smiled, it bore thinking about. Looking at the woman he smiled and slipped his arm around Embers shoulders, pulling her towards him, eyes glinting mischievously. "A suite will be just fine, we most certainly won't be needing separate beds tonight. My little puppy here does love to cuddle, isn't that right?" He was well aware the woman had heard her call him Daddy, and he found it endlessly amusing to see how she would react to this. "Oh, I assume you have hot water? We would love a nice hot shower, we have been talking about how great it would be after such a long drive."

He was pulling out his wallet with his other hand, opening it with a practised flip of the wrist and fishing out his credit card. It hadn't been an easy thing, he had to open a new account under a different identity and transfer some of his money there every decade or so but it let him stay current and at least he didn't need to carry cash with him these days. He handed the card over to the woman, ignoring the baffled and quite disapproving look she was giving him. "Of course you can have some money to buy some clothes sweetie, you know Daddy loves to spoil you. Take my card when we are done here and go nuts." He looked to the woman behind the counter again. "Can you also have a meal sent up? Whatever she desires, I'm not hungry myself." He took the card reader from her and entered his pin in full view of Ember, slowly, knowing she would catch on. When the transaction went through, he gestured to her as the woman handed the card back, almost reluctantly giving it to Ember instead. "O...okay you two, enjoy your stay. Ring down when you want to order your food young lady, our chefs are available 24/7." It seemed like something she copied word for word out of the customer service handbook but the way she was looking at them as he guided Ember towards the elevator certainly wasn't.
 
Suddenly pulled into his side her eyes slowly grew wide as she listened to him speak. The blush she had grew deeper and she looked on in silent horror at the woman. A weak smile was offered at the look the woman was giving her. She accepted the card as it was handed to her, his pin now memorized. She nodded dimly as she allowed him to lead her away, mortified.

They had made it almost to the elevators when she pinched his side hard and gave a low growl. "I can't believe you!" her voice carried across the lobby even as she viciously pushed the button. The doors opened and she all but stormed into the the secluded space, glowering at him. As the doors slid shut she covered her face with her hands and groaned. "I only called you Daddy because you're so much older than me you gigantic pain in the ass!" Her face still covered, the blush eating it's way down her neck. "I look like I am like twelve! You are old! She is gonna call the cops on us" The us was dragged out as the doors opened.

Snatching the card from his hand she stomped off to the room. Unlocking it she pushed into the room and while she debated slamming the door in his face he slid in as well. "Why'd you have to make her think we some kind of sex freaks???" She closed the door and glared at him She didn't completely understand what he had implied, but she knew what kind of look the woman had been giving them and the kind of pervy vampire he was! "Would two beds really have been that bad??" She shook her head. "Just never mind.. You can shower first. I am going to order the whole menu"

Stalking past him she collapsed gracefully into a plush chair and yanked the menu off the side table, still seething. Glaring at him for a moment over the menu. "The whole menu!" She wondered if he needed to eat. She hoped so and that he'd starve! picking up the phone she placed an obscene order. "Hi yes, I'd like to place an order.. Mmhm yeah room 516. I'd like and order of the sweet corn empanadas. Mmhm yeah that's fine. The pan seared chicken with crispy brussles and the heirloom carrots.. annnnd the tropical cheesecake. Can I also get A glass of milk? Thanks!"

Slamming the phone down she uncurled from the chair to move before the TV, turning it on she began to flip through the channels still having her tantrum.
 
Richter himself was grinning ear to ear as they walked towards the elevator, chuckling quietly so that the woman wouldn't really be able to hear him and looking down at Ember as they approached. She seemed to be shy indeed if her blush was anything to judge by and in the elevator as the doors closed her voice bounced off the walls. He smirked down at her, leaning against the back wall while she hid her face from him. "Oh I'm sorry, I thought you meant Daddy in the sexual way, you did last night when you weaponized the word, didn't you?" He knew damn well why she had said it but he couldn't resist a little payback. "Forgive me for being a little confused when you keep changing the rules on me. I'm sure she won't call the cops anyway, you look at least thirteen." He followed her towards the room, still grinning and laughing louder now that they were out of earshot of anybody.

"Maybe because according to you I am some kind of sex freak?" He slipped into the room before she could even attempt to lock him out and nodded. "Absolutely, two beds would have been just awful. What will I do for my next screensaver?" He had deliberately dropped the grin and said it with a perfectly straight face that cracked the moment she glared at him again and he walked towards the bathroom laughing as she made her threat. He didn't much care what she ordered anyway, closing the door behind him. He stripped quickly and efficiently before stepping into the hot shower, sighing softly as the water rained down on him. He didn't really feel the cold much but he certainly felt the heat, the pleasure as it soaked into his skin. Chuckling, he noticed a mirror on the wall beside him and as it fogged up he traced his finger through it. Thinking of you, puppy. It was a dirty move, but he couldn't help himself, he loved teasing her, he loved when she shot back at him. He was happier than he had been on a hunt in centuries. Besides, she kind of deserved it and he had a feeling she enjoyed it too.

He heard the phone slam down and shook his head, hoping she had gotten everything she wanted. Stepping out of the shower he dried himself off and then wrapped the towel around his waist. He had left his bags in the rover and he could just put the same clothes back on, they were clean enough, but where was the fun in that? He picked up the neatly folded pile and strode out into the room with them in his arms, placing them down on a chair and grinning as he looked down at her. "Did you order something nice to eat? Mmmm, wouldn't mind a bite myself now that I think about it, and I don't think I have many options at this time...care to volunteer for me?" He stretched, naked but for the small towel his had used to cover himself. If he delayed her a little the fog would dissipate and she wouldn't see his message until it fogged up again. "What you watching? Anything good on? Not porn I hope."
 
He was the most infuriating.. thing ever! She looked up to glare at him and her thoughts left her much like the steam that poured into the room seemed to dissipate. Ember knew he was handsome but.. good god. Tall, he was well built with muscles rippling along his toned frame. Rock hard abs the whole nine yards. Mouth dry she looked away from him trying to get the image of the all but naked man out of her mind. "I did not... You can starve, it will serve you right" Something inside her made her yearn to offer him a bite.. But she squashed that desire, nails biting into her palm.

She still avoided looking at him her stomach giving a small grumble. "I am going to take a bath.." Standing suddenly she pushed past the small coffee table and headed to the bathroom. The door closing behind her. The steam had all but vanished by the time she entered and she leaned against the door, trying to control the urge. What was wrong with her? Moving to the tub she turned on the hot water and sat on the edge, looking at the fancy little bottles that lined the side. Picking up one that read bubble bath, she emptied it into the water. Soft white bubbles began to immediately form. Undressing she watched the water and the suds rise. A bath.. A little time away from him.. Would do a body good.

Ember was a virgin, like she had said but she wasn't lily white either. Even so, she shouldn't be lusting after him. It was all his fault somehow. She didn't know quite how, but it was! Climbing into the water she sighed softly and closed her eyes, head resting against the plush padding. Pushing a button the water around her began to swirl and she gave a small content moan. Letting the heat rush into her she let her mind wander back to the man in the other room. The heat began to slowly turn her skin pink, the room filling with warm foggy air.

Here she was alone.. Her hand slipped between her legs, maybe if she just took the edge off. Biting her lower lip she slipped two fingers into herself and gave a little sound of pleasure. Opening her eyes dreamily she gazed at the ceiling before letting her head fall to the side. The message he left slowly appearing she gasped her hand leaving it's quest. She was out of the tub before she thought about it clearly. The door of the bathroom slammed open and she stood there wet, sudsy and oh so very naked. Water pooled at her feet her breathing ragged as her anger built. "What the HELL is wrong with you!" She shook her head and then it dawned on her that she was naked. "Fucking Christ.." She slammed the door closed and growled. He was going to drive her insane.. "What the hell is wrong with me?" Groaning she pulled the plug on her bath. A cold shower... from now until she died. That is what he was driving her to. The water turned on full blast she stepped into it swearing.
 
Richter smiled innocently down at her as she looked up at him and playfully pouted as she told him he could starve, looking almost dejected even though the pout couldn't remove the amusement in his eyes. "Oh come on, what girl would let her Daddy go so hungry when she could satiate him so very easily?" He chose his words carefully, chuckling as she rose to her feet and pushed past him, heading towards the bathroom. "Okay, take your bath but after that we eat right? You ordered food but they don't serve up blood here, I though you wanted to help me?" He was a little serious, he would love to feed right now but he was also joking. He could live for another day or two without, and he was hardly going to force her even if he would make her feel bad about it. Letting her go, he sat down to enjoy the show on the screen, doing his best not to listen in on her. He had not promised that, but he owed it to her anyway.

He heard a knock on the door and went to answer it, letting the man in with far more food than she needed, rolling his eyes and helping him wheel the cart in. "Thank you, it looks delicious." He found his wallet among his clothing and tipped the man, a strange American tradition that he felt he had to take part in while he was here, a crisp 100 dollar bill pressed into his hand while he looked down at the food which he knew wouldn't sustain him. It did smell delicious at least. The attendant had just left when the door to the bathroom suddenly flew open and he looked towards it, almost bewildered as she yelled at him. Naked. At first his eyes were on hers, then lowered, openly taking in the sight before him until she seemed to realised and turned back into the room, her cute little ass the last thing he saw. He chuckled, shaking his head and laying the food out for her before he walked to the bathroom.

He knocked on the door, smiling and trying not to laugh. "Come on little wolf, let's not let your food get cold, eh?" He didn't know if he should say something or not, of course he didn't want to actually upset her and she had seemed a little more high strung than he had expected. "Come eat and I will delete the picture, does that sound good?" It was a small olive branch. "Aren't you hungry? I know I am. Are you okay in there?" He could hear water running at least though he swore she had said a bath, not a shower.
 
She could hear him but she lingered in the ice cold water a few moments longer. She'd take a power shower tomorrow when he was all but dead to the world before getting clothing. Sighing she turned the water off. Stepping out onto the plush bath mat she reached for a towel and buffed her skin dry all the while wondering what was wrong with her. She grabbed one of the complimentary robes. Securing it tightly she opened the door to him. She swore and moved back, wanting a little distance. There was no way to explain why she was currently feeling so agitated to him without making her life worse, so instead. "Delete the picture" Arms crossed under her breasts, refusing to move until he did.

She waited until he went to get the phone before exiting. Sitting at the table where he had laid all out for her she offered a terse thank you, almost muttered as she began to eat. Was it the blood sharing he had done? He hadn't listed it as a side effect. Was she just a horny little puppy. Oh god.. Groaning she hid her face in hands for a moment, her fork sticking up near her hair. She was calling herself puppy in her head now. This was all his fault! Taking a slow and calming deep breath she attacked her food again.
 
Richter was waiting for her just outside the bathroom and had at least furnished himself with a pair of boxer shorts, though that was all he was wearing or planning to wear for the night. When she opened the door and stepped back he offered her a smile, nodding and moving to get the phone when she insisted he deleted the picture. Bringing it with him he sat down opposite her with it at the table when he had already laid out the food for her and brought up the image. Looking down on it he had a wistful look on his face and he slid the phone over to her. "I can't do it, it's my favourite picture. You do it, if you really want it gone so badly." He looked up at her with a small frown. "I don't see why you don't like it though, you look cute. Peaceful. Did I really upset you so much?"

He didn't have anything to eat himself since the food would hardly sustain him and he just watched her as she attacked her plate, pausing only to hide her face in her hands. He hadn't done anything that bad, had he? This was their relationship, it was how it had been since the start so why did she have such a problem now? He made a soft noise at the back of his throat...if she wanted to be all angry he could go a different way. "Food looks good...I wish I had something to eat." His voice was soft, with a sad tone to it and if she looked up his eyes would be cast down and a small pout would be on his lips. "I didn't have time to get anything to eat before we left, I wanted to make sure you were okay with everything, that you knew what you were getting into...and I spent the whole night watching over you...it's almost daytime too so it's too late now." He wrapped his arms around himself, rocking just a little in his seat, not looking up to see if she was feeling benevolent towards him. "I'm really sorry if I upset you with my joke, I didn't mean to, Emberlynn. I thought we were having fun...you know I'd never try to hurt you or upset you like that right?" He looked up at her with sadness in his eyes.
 
She looked up at him from between her fingers.. what in the ever living hell? She sighed and pushed her food away. She couldn't say the reason his joke, which would have been harmless otherwise.. was because she was masturbating to the thought of him. Fantasy was one thing.. Admitting it out loud? Because she was stuck Ember gave a growl and held out her wrist. "The guilt trip is low, even for you. Hell I think you could win an award for that performance" She went back to eating with her free hand and sighed again, slamming the fork down.

"The teasing is normally fine, okay? Just.. hit a nerve for some reason. As for the picture.. You can keep it if you don't tease me with it I guess. It's not bad, but you use it to annoy me. If you can't resist then I will delete it" her next words muttered under her breath "I am clearly going insane.." She went back her food, embarrassed and quite unhappy. She had a perfectly fine plan. One small orgasm to release the tension that was building and she couldn't and wouldn't act on. His playful teasing had ruined that. She couldn't stop thinking about him and while he teased her.. She wasn't sure it would be best to even broach sex with a vampire. Let alone one meant to be training her. This was all just so messy.
 
Even as she offered him her wrist he didn't move, didn't smile. He was happy that she had, but he had a feeling he could get more from her. She did seem to be annoyed though...so he knew he had to be a little careful. He looked up at her and shook his head. "I'm not trying to guilt trip you, I do feel bad that I upset you, little wolf." He didn't reach for her wrist, just watched her eat. "Thank you." Reaching for the phone he slid it back towards himself and looked down at it, smiling for the first time. "I'll try my best. I really like it, I don't often feel close enough with anybody to tease them anyway." He reached up and pushed her wrist away.

"It's okay. I'm hungry but I generally feed with more...contact. I'd need you to sit in my lap, or lay down and let me take over and I don't think you're up for that right now..." He offered her a smile, his usual smirk nowhere to be seen. "I don't usually drink from the wrist either but for you I would, of course, but the rest still stands. Don't worry about it, I will find somebody in the next few days I'm sure." He chuckled and nodded towards her food. "Are you...unhappy with me? With me here, travelling with me? You seemed alright in the car, listening to me talk about my Sire." He shook his head. "You're not going insane, something just rubbed you the wrong way. It's okay, I'll try to dial it back..." While he was still hoping for more than just feeding from her wrist from across the table, he meant it too, he didn't want to push her away, he liked teasing her but maybe he had gone too far.
 
She lifted a brow. He said it and ember was finding he often told her the truth even if he teased the ever living hell out of her. Her wrist pushed back toward herself she let it drop to her lap. He seemed less flippant and teasing now and Ember began to legitimately feel bad. Had she hurt his feelings? He was honest with her from what she knew.. She bit her cheek and sighed again. Looking away from him she pushed her vegetables around on her plate. "I am not.. unhappy with you, no" She frowned at her food as she tried to think of how to explain it without it being even more awkward.

"I did like hearing about your Sire. About your life before.. Hell even the teasing annoying as it can be is fine" She stabbed a carrot and then set her fork down. "Just.. I feel confused about some things" She blushed and held a hand up "If you tease me about what I say next I will make it my mission to make your life a living hell" The warning dispensed she growled and got up. She should have said she'd kill him in his sleep but they both knew she wouldn't.. Sitting still wasn't an option. This was hard truth. Ember didn't like hard truth. Hitting things, yes. Fighting. Teasing. All yes. This was not on the list of things she enjoyed. "About feeling about you. And before you ask or anything.. No I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to do anything about it. Okay?"

She was turned away from him, hugging herself. None of this hard truth solved his hunger problem though. Turning to him she glared at him. "If you can bite the same place, so I don't look like a pin cushion you can feed from me." It was her olive branch, like his deleting of the picture. "But only what you need, no trying to kill me this time.." She looked uncomfortable a little. She remembered what it felt like, his fangs in her neck, his lips against her skin. She would regret this, she knew it. It wouldn't make her feelings for him diminish.
 
Richter looked at her while she seemed to be going through some complex emotions, he was so tempted to let himself feel them too so he could understand better but that was something he had promised not to do and he would never break that promise. Instead he let her speak, smiling when she said she wasn't unhappy with him though he didn't like the frown on her face. Or the was she stabbed the carrot. When she said she was confused, he started to understand a little, still not completely sure but he felt he knew where it was going. "I won't tease you about it, whatever it is, just this once. Complete safety, scouts honour." The blush also hinted at what she was going to say, and when she did, he smiled softly. He got up and moved towards her, sitting down in her seat beside where she was standing. She looked uncomfortable after saying he could feed from her, he didn't want to make it hard on her.

Reaching for her, his hand found her wrist, gently tugging her towards him. "I see. My blood should still be in your system, it heightens feelings of lust and attraction towards the vampire, I don't think I warned you about that did I?" His voice was soft as he pulled her down to sit in his lap, turning her to face away, guiding her. "But it only amplifies what's already there, it can't create those feelings. Drinking your blood does the same for me but I liked you a lot from the start anyway...in that way." He still had her wrist as he slipped his arm around her, wrapping it round to hold her against his back. He brushed her hair to the side, the silver waves almost shimmering as they moved, and he tilted her head just slightly. He was close now, his breath on her neck, right where he had bitten her last time as the lips grazed her. "There's no shame in it, Emberlynn. Attraction is good, just because I want to act on it doesn't mean I will, or that you have to." He kissed the fang marks lightly. "I'm hungry...but you have to tell me to do it. Tell me to bite you, I won't if you aren't sure you're okay with this."
 
She watched him move closer her heart starting to race. She had offered, so when he gently reached for her wrist, or tugged her closer to him she didn't fight him. Stepping closer she shook her head, her hair lose and waving slightly about her shoulders. "No.. you didn't" So it was his fault. At least in part.. It only amplified her feelings she would have had anyway. Curled in his lap, her slender back pressed to his chest. Her arm moved with his as he encircled her waist. If she took out the fact that they were both more or less naked, this was nice.

Relaxing a little she felt him move her hair away from her neck, his warm breath playing along her skin. She shivered and bit back a moan as his lips brushed her neck lightly. His words both helped and didn't. He was in fact attracted to her as well? They didn't have to act on it though he said so. That helped. She bit her lower lip and nodded. "It's okay.. I promise. You can bite me" Her words held a trace of humor, but she stilled in his lap and arms. Waiting.
 
Richter chuckled softly in her ear when she told him he didn't, not that it really mattered too much. He growled softly as his free hand slid down her hair, letting the soft strands flow through his fingers. "Well that's my mistake little wolf...but I don't see what's wrong with it anyway. A little attraction never hurt anybody when it was mutual, and you know I would never harm you." He kissed the bite mark again, building himself up for that bite. He always savoured such things and he hadn't felt so close to somebody he was about to feed from in a long, long time. It heightened every second of the anticipation for him...sure, he had fed from her the one time but that hadn't counted, there was no preparation then. His fangs grazed her neck as he waited for her to tell him he could. "You're already so precious to me, you must realise that. We don't have to ever act on a thing but if we did I would not regret it, not for one moment."

When she gave him permission he sank his fangs into her, precisely where he had already bitten, gently this time. He squeezed her wrist a little, holding her in place as her blood flowed into his mouth, trickling down his throat after bathing his tongue with that fiery, smokey flavour he had come to associate with her. He groaned, he could feel himself getting aroused, he could feel little tiny waves of pleasure in the act and his other hand had started sliding down her body and came to rest on her thigh, squeezing carefully again. He wouldn't take too much this time, just enough...but he fed slowly from her, letting the connection and pleasure he was getting from it linger. It took almost five minutes before he started to pull back, gasping, fully erect beneath her and a long, satisfied growl coming unbidden from him. Feeding was so rarely that intimate for him, he felt electrified, the closeness he felt to her making even the little he had taken, barely a pint, so much more invigorating and satisfying. It took a lot of self control not to touch her in the ways he wanted to in that moment.
 
Cuddled against his chest like she was Ember, was aware of the body she was pressed into. The kiss to her neck was sweet, but she felt he was drawing this out but all thoughts left her as his fangs grazed her skin. What she wanted to do was whimper, what she did was close her eyes. His words sung through her unexpectedly. She felt, no matter what he had teased about that she was not something he'd want.. She was young and inexperienced. Even if she wasn't fighting the attraction, she had doubted he'd desire her that way. His words however..

Gasping as his teeth pierced her skin Ember was unable to control the soft little noise that slipped from her lips. He pulled her tighter against him, and she heard his echoing groan. She could feel the brush of his tongue as he sucked at her neck. It wasn't like last time. This was slower, more deliberate. The unsatisfied pressure between her legs flared back to life as he fed and she whimpered. She felt his other hand move and curl around her thigh, a gentle squeeze. Shifting in his lap, she noticed the other thing, Richter was rock hard under her. Instantly stilling with the discovery, blush creeping up her neck to her cheeks.

When he pulled back she shivered.. She longed to echo that growl with a sound of her own but she couldn't, her self control snapping into place tightly. She didn't move off of his lap right away, instead she lingered where she was, heart racing. "Is.. feeding sexual for vampires?" Was it them, or was it normal between vampires and their prey. She shifted finally and pulled free of his lap. Even though his mouth was no longer on her, she could feel the lingering pressure of it. Ember shifted in place, her thighs brushing together, trying to dull the demands her body was making of her. "You drew that out on purpose! If you're going to take advantage of my kindness you will find it's not offered again.." Her voice was torn between anger and accusation. A war of emotions swirling through her.

Sitting back at the table she bit her lower lip. Hunger for her food gone now. She pushed the plate away and rose again. When agitated she seemed to have difficulties staying still. Moving to the bed she picked up a pillow and moved toward the couch. At least she could sleep apart from him. Last thing she needed was to fall asleep near.. him.. She had known letting him feed from her, after what he had told her was a mistake. She felt it acutely now, but was having a hard time in the same moment to be upset about it too much. Beyond being horny all over again... Ember had liked it.
 
By the time he had finished Richter was sated in one way and desperately unsatisfied in another, and he took a moment for himself to savour both feelings. He didn't mind drawing it out, he didn't mind being horny, aroused and yet not satisfying that urge. He liked the feeling, and oh how he wanted to make Ember his. It was possible that it was simply the result of so long apart from people, shunning extended contact and then spending so much time with this one girl but he doubted it, there was something in her that called to him. He wanted her, her...for who she was. He knew she wanted him too, even if she hadn't admitted it he had seen the signs, and he saw nothing wrong with pursuing it. He wasn't going to stop flirting with her when it wasn't so unwelcomed, even if the girl did seem to protest. Another part of being so old...he didn't care for societal rules so much. He had his own moral code and to him, not embracing what they both wanted was foolish.

He shook his head as she rose from his lap, listening to the sound of her heartbeat racing. "Not for most. Ferals don't feel it sexually at all and those like I generally don't unless they desire the person they are feeding from." He was speaking truthfully as always, his voice was low and soft. "The bite can be painful, pleasurable or not feel like anything at all but that depends how the victim feels, the one being bitten. If you're scared it will hurt more, if you don't really care you won't feel anything, and well...you get the idea." He smiled up at her, an almost innocent look on his face. "I did n...okay, I did but it wasn't to tease you, I liked it...I haven't felt like that when I fed in hundreds of years, I wanted to savour it, I didn't mean to take advantage or anything, I just...it felt special to me. Is that really so wrong?" He wasn't even trying to hide that he was still hard as he rose to his feet, watching her retrieve the pillow and head towards the couch.

He shook his head, barring her way. "No, you're not sleeping on the couch. If you can't stand to be beside me in the bed I understand...I will take the couch myself if I must but you will sleep in the bed." He reached down for her, lifting her chin upward so she had to face him. "Don't try to fight me on this. I'd rather sleep next to you but you don't like how you feel, or how I feel about you, right?" He stepped a little closer towards her though not close enough that their bodies touched. "I feel no shame in my desire for such a beautiful, sexy and amazing young woman, an impressive, foul mouthed and playful hunter that makes me feel alive and young again...and I won't be sorry for wanting more but I will give you your space tonight if you need it. Now get to the bed, it's where you're sleeping." He leaned down and planted a kiss on her forehead before taking the pillow from her and taking it towards the couch with him.
 
Hugging the pillow to her chest she watched him. Everything he said, made sense and she hated it. Okay, fine she was not great at hiding how she felt about it, but she didn't think she had been blatantly obvious either. It was, however, quite clear based on what he said how she felt. Ember struggled between anger and an odd sense of something else. Happiness, pride? Hell if she knew.

Lost in her thoughts she now found him in front of her. "Move" Her demand was met with a no. She refused to look up at him when he said if she couldn't stand to sleep beside him. That wasn't the issue.. The fingers under her chin, tiling her face up were met with resistance. She didn't want to look into his beautiful face, those blue eyes that she could easily lose herself in.. She flinched as he said that she didn't like how she felt, or he felt. Somehow she knew this was him being all old and wise and not mind reading but she hated that he knew it.

When he stepped into her, her first reaction was to step back, but she held her ground, her face still tilled up toward him, chin held captive by his hand. The blush that rushed into her cheeks was hot, her eyes adverting from his. Stupid. Freaking. Vampire. Ember doubted in her heart he was just messing with her. He knew that she wanted him and based on the events of the night and the past few days, it was close to the same desire he felt for her. But he was a gentleman, if not a royal pain in the ass. He'd give her the space she needed. But she felt what he left unsaid. This wasn't over between them. Not now.. But at some point.. She'd be his.

That thought excited her and terrified her at the same time. If she said no and meant it, she knew he'd respect it... But they both knew, that she wasn't going to. Not when whatever was between them came to a head. It was a matter of time. The brush of his lips against her forehead was gentle even as he pulled the pillow from her arms. Sighing she turned back to the bed. Looking over her shoulder, his back was to her as he set up his own 'bed'. Taking advantage she shed he robe, the rustle of the fabric was followed by the sound of sheets. Slipping into the large bed naked, Ember pulled the blankets to her chin and closed her eyes. She didn't know what to say. She couldn't deny any of it. She was struggling to be mad. Confused.. But what would she say? Staring up at the ceiling she whispered "Goodnight" into the still lit room.
 
The defiance in her eyes when she looked up at him...it was cute, she was clearly struggling with this herself and she would need more time, time that he would give her to sort through the feelings that were so troublesome for her. All he offered her was a smile as he spoke, as he told her how he felt and while he didn't know if she fully understood everything he was saying he caught her blush when he told her how he felt about her. He let her leave as he took the pillow from her and heard the sigh. While she was slipping off her robe, something he was well aware of with the sound carrying across the room to his sensitive ears he didn't even think of turning to look, she deserved her privacy. Instead, he placed the pillow down on the couch, thankful that at least it wasn't leather as he made himself comfortable, laying down on it.

He laid on his back, and he was still hard but it was slowly subsiding as he was deep in thought. He turned his head, he could see her laying there, staring up at the ceiling, the room still lit. Sighing, he climbed to his feet and found the light switch, flicking it off since he didn't think she would want to get up and turn it off herself, he knew she was very likely naked. Chuckling to himself as he heard her whisper the single word as if she was trying to be unheard. He didn't know if she had known he would hear them or not but he responded anyway, his voice carrying far enough to reach her. "Goodnight, little wolf. Sleep sweet, please don't open the curtains when you go out to get your clothes tomorrow." Laying back down he closed his eyes. He tried to think of a single reason that he should stop flirting with her, stop desiring her and he couldn't. If she didn't want him then by all means he would have moved on, but she did...he wasn't a danger to her, she didn't belong to anybody else, she was free, she was his little wolf, his little puppy. He was feeling things he had never thought he would feel again and with no good reason to stop he wasn't going to. He smiled as he fell asleep to the sound of her breathing and her heart beating, a soft lullaby just for him.
 
It took her a while to fall asleep. She knew he had turned off the light he even answered her whisper. But in time, sleep came to her. This time her dreams lingered and they were naughty in theme. Naturally he was in them all. When Ember woke, she woke with a start and frowned. She could recall parts of her dreams and was wholly glad he was currently asleep and not in the bed. Sitting up slowly she held the sheet to her chest glazing across the twilight of the room at his slumbering form. Rising from the bed she padded across the room, wrapping the sheet around herself.

His face in sleep was as peaceful as she remembered. Touching a hand to his cheek softly, fingers curled against the roughness of his facial hair. "You unnerve me some times you know." Her words whispered. "I am not doing a good job hiding, I know.. But calling me on it's not nice." Smiling lightly she withdrew her hand and headed to the bathroom. A shower later and dressed in her rumpled clothing she went down stairs.

It was some time later as the sun was starting to set that Ember came back. Her clothing was changed. Soft black jeans clung to her showing off the toned definition of her lower half and emphasizing legs her ass. The leather jacket she wore was slipped off as she laid her bags down revealing a corset like crop top in a similar shade of black to her pants. A pair of blackish grey ankles boots, studded on the sides completed her look. Her silver hair had been left lose, it's straight lines falling around her small form.

She could see he slumbered still, the sun still fading from the sky. Sitting in a chair she pulled a bag closer to her. She had bough enough clothes to mix and match, most of it along the lines of what she currently wore. She had even splurged on a few things.. Heels, some less practical clothing as well. Even an array of underwear. This way, she could easily go out without feeling like a hobo.

Looking toward the window she saw the last traces of light flicker away. Rising from her seat she moved closer to him. Ember had decided while she shopped to try and go back to how things were for now. It was where she was comfortable. She leaned over him, tucking her hair to one side as she poked his cheek lightly. "Now who is sleeping the night away?" Her soft voice held humor as she stepped back. "The sun has been down for a whole five seconds! Wake up lazy fangs"
 
Asleep, Richter never dreamed, though as he had been falling asleep he had thought of her a lot. While he didn't feel bad about being interesting in Emberlynn or flirting with her he didn't like that it was causing her such an issue. As silly as he thought it was, her feelings mattered to him a lot too, and her comfort. He didn't want to force her away, and he didn't want their relationship to change too much either. Maybe he could tone it down...then again, maybe not. The next thing he knew she was poking his cheek, he smiled without opening his eyes and growled softly. Yeah...it was going to be hard to dial it back when he wanted to turn and suck her finger into his mouth so badly. He resisted the urge and heard her step back before he opened his eyes slowly, looking straight up at the ceiling. "Five whole seconds, eh little wolf? You must have missed me a lot of you couldn't even count to ten."

Sitting up he stretched, arching his back towards her and yawning. When his eyes opened again he saw her outfit and they widened a little, taking it all in without hiding the fact he was looking her up and down. Slowly, his blank expression changed into a grin and he pursed his lips to give her a wolf whistle. "My my, if you didn't want me to look at you in that way anymore you're sending me mixed signals now, that outfit is..." He looked up into her eyes and smiled. "It looks good on you, puppy. I should have bought you clothes sooner." Rising to his feet, he stepped past her and put on the same things he had worn the night before, his bag still in the range rover. He checked around to make sure they weren't forgetting anything then held his hand out to her. "My card, if you don't mind. How much did this and your meal last night cost me?" His smile clearly said he didn't really care, he was just making conversation.

Taking the card from her he slipped it into his wallet. "Now you have a choice, we could leave right away, or you can try sparring with me again. I'm not offering you anything else if you win though." He flashed his fangs at her, then decided to show a little mercy. "And about last night...are you okay? I know I said I don't regret my feelings for you but...I do regret upsetting you. I don't want to hurt you, Emberlynn."
 
She chuckled and shook her head. "You're the one with a limited time frame, not me" She went back to packing her things into a suitcase she had also bought. Everything in she turned back to him and blushed. "I just.. Liked this! It certainly wasn't for you!" It was comfortable and was in line with her outfit she had met him in. Blushing softly she gave him a small smile. "Thanks" Once he was dressed she picked up her suitcase in one hands and fished his card out of her pocket. She blinked at him and gave him a slow smile. "Lets not talk about it okay Daddy? You just made up for all the birthdays you missed" In truth it wasn't all that much, a few hundred dollars but teasing him was still fun.

His offer had her thinking but she had gotten considerably less sleep than he had. She had been about to answer when he asked if she was alright. She bit her lower lip and nodded. "Yeah, I am." She thought about it a moment or so more and let out a soft sigh. "I am not really sure what I want to do about it. You didn't hurt me, it's just. Confusing." Deciding to be brave she held her hand out to him, offering contact. "I do like you. You know that.. I know that. It is.. what it is. But acting on it's a lot different. I need a little time. I'd like to try and have things go back to normal for now." Looking up at him she smiled softly. "I trust what you said about my feelings just being amplified because of the blood sharing and allowing you to feed off me. Just... "

She didn't know how to put it. looking away from him she frowned. . She did trust him. But each time she allowed him to feed on her things seemed to get worse for her. The dreams a perfect example. A part of her wondered if she should just leap, head first damn the consequences. His age didn't bother her. His being a vampire didn't either. So what held her back? He'd be her first..? She exhaled softly. "Fuck it. I know I am going to regret this.." She looked back up at him She had just said she needed time, normal.. but their normal was already past what normal people did. "But I am, open to the idea of an.. us.. But slowly.."
 
Richter had watched her pack one he had gotten dressed and enjoyed the view immensely, rolling his eyes when she smiled at him and called him Daddy yet again. "You little tease..." he had grumbled under his breath, definitely loudly enough for her to hear. She didn't seem interested in his offer of sparring which was fine with him, he had time to train her correctly anyway and she had enough skills to pass in combat. When she sighed he feared the worst, but she offered a hand out to him and he took it, squeezing gently. Contrary to what one might believe, his blood did flow through his body, he was warm to the touch, not cold, it just wasn't pumped by his heart. Whatever magic kept him alive kept the blood moving. He smiled warmly at her and nodded. "I know, I can probably be a little bit much but when I want something I have learned to move towards it, I have a hard time holding back from that." He chuckled softly. "And I have been minimal contact with humans for around 200 years now. I talk to ask questions or purchase things, I smile, I nod, I'm good with people over brief periods I think but I have spent more time with you than I have with anybody in a long, long time. When I flirt with others, it's usually just a comment and then I'm gone, forever."

She did trust him, he felt that even if he could feel some resistance too. Maybe she wanted to wait to see how she felt without his blood in her system but he could honour her request to go back to normal, mostly. He smiled and stepped towards her when she said she was open to the idea of them, he wasn't entirely sure what that meant but it was something. A possibility, a statement that he was okay to continue being him. He reached out with his hand, again finding it around her throat, not squeezing at all but using his thumb to keep her looking up while he looked down at her and he could feel her pulse as he looked down into the gold of her eyes. "Slowly. I can do that...I won't push you but I will still tease you, just like normal. I'm sure you will be teasing back, little puppy." He leaned down and his lips brushed against hers, a soft, chaste kiss that lasted barely a few seconds before he pulled back. "Come on, we should be going. The closer we can get to California the sooner we can get to hunting." Releasing her, he grabbed the few things he had and started towards the garage where he had parked. "And to the no doubt crushingly expensive beachfront property you decided we should rent."
 
Ember was never afraid when his hand slid around her neck. She knew, if he was any other vampire she'd likely be, they could easily snap her neck. But Richter? His touch was gentle, the caress of his fingers against her neck made her close her eyes, before slowly opening them as he tilted her face up towards him. "That's fine" A slow smile spread across her lips. She would indeed still tease him and now that she had opened the flood gates, she wondered how far she could push it.

His face leaning down into hers felt like it was in slow motion, the brush of his warm lips against her own. She sighed softly as he pulled back but it wasn't an annoyed or unhappy sound. She nodded and tucked her hair behind one ear. Slipping her jacket on she picked up her bag and followed him. As they headed to the car she bit her lower lip smiling. "It's not that much, you big baby." Climbing into the rover after storing her suitcase she turned to look at him. "Besides, if your prey decides to hunt you back, I want to keep others safe" Buckling herself in she looked to him.

"Could I ask you something?" Toying with a long lock of silver hair she looked out the window as the car started. "I didn't get the whole thing you implied to that woman last night, could you explain it?" She had considered looking it up, but had decided she'd rather ask him.
 
Her sigh as he pulled back from the soft kiss made him smile, it didn't seem like the unhappy, exasperated sigh she normally gave him but perhaps something more wistful? He hoped so. He laughed at her teasing and turned to face her, raising an eyebrow. "Keep others safe? So you simply want a place we can trash safely? I'll never see that deposit again, will I?" He climbed into the car and waited for her to join him. "And you say it's not that much, who is paying for it again?" He was only teasing, he really didn't mind her spending his money and he had already thought that since he had never created another vampire, had no progeny of his own then he might have to amend his will to leave her everything anyway. It was a dangerous thing they did, hunting ferals, if anything happened to him he didn't want her left alone. Currently his estate would go to the caretaking family and he would still leave them a lot, they had earned it over the years but he would't leave her with nothing.

He was deep in that thought as they pulled away when she asked her question. He was a little confused at first, then broke into a grin, laughing loudly. "You mean when I implied we would be fucking, and cuddling afterwards?" He deliberately used the word to see how she would react. "Even though you had called me Daddy? Don't worry, I'm sure it wasn't incest she was thinking about. A lot of girls call their partner Daddy, didn't you know?" He turned to face her, chuckling. He had a feeling she was rather innocent on a lot of matters. "There are even whole relationships based around it. A Daddy Dominant and his little girl." He let her absorb the information, turning back to the road. "Fitting, don't you think?"
 
She rolled her eyes. "Maybe if you didn't get distracted by cute hunters and let your prey live" Smirking softly she shrugged. "I suppose what I meant is it's not a lot for you. I'd never be able to afford it" She had no idea his plans for his estate and she never would have expected he give her anything. No matter what he said, about her being the first in so long it was hard thing to process. As a human, even as a hunter she had constant company. The solitary life he lead seemed far outside her grasp. Even more so when she pictured how flirty he was. She didn't think he was a man whore, but he was an unconscionable flirt. She doubted that just vanished.

His laughter made her frown at him, eyes narrowing. She had wondered if the woman had assumed incest... Her blush at the words he picked lingered on her cheeks. She shook her head, still frowning. "Like.. BDSM?" The frown worked between her brows now. She knew very little of that subject either. "I don't know" She sounded exasperated with him. "Is it?" Still frowning at him she lifted a brow at him. "Besides how does the antisocial vampire even know about these things hmmmm?" Yawning she covered her mouth.

Turning her head towards the window she wondered if it was just humans he wasn't social with. "You never did finish your story about your Sire.. Would you tell me more?" Looking back to him she gave a small smile. Anything to change the subject.. And she was actually quite curious.
 
"Cute hunters should stop trying to distract me then, I didn't ask you to announce yourself and take over my life, now did I?" The tone was again playful and he was smiling the entire time. "No, I checked the price, it's more than affordable. I half expected somebody as high maintenance as you seem to be to want a mansion or something for our stay." He was teasing her again but he was sure she knew that by now, he didn't feel bad about what he said. He chuckled as he could almost feel her blush, turning to see a frown alongside it as they stopped at a traffic light. "Exactly like BDSM, though gentler. Of course, Daddy still loves to spank, and he always has his belt if his little girl misbehaves." He looked at her, intent in his eyes as well as a flash of lust, before turning back to the road and rolling his eyes.

"I haven't been celibate for 200 years, I just don't make lasting contact. One night stands...some fun clubs while I was hunting. I'm sure you get the idea." He was heading towards another fast food place with a drive through when he started to think about his Sire again. "Ahh, yes, well not much more to tell beyond what I already have. I went with him on his hunt for the 'fugitive', I was his lover and he taught me how to fight. I was in awe of him a little...so friendly and likeable and yet so powerful, I had no idea he was a vampire nor that we hunted them, he didn't feed from me or anything like that." He smirked a little. "He liked BDSM too, and there wasn't even a name for it back then..." He found the place he was looking for that did the spiced chicken and started to turn into it. "Of course, we eventually caught up to the fugitive, a spate of murders in a small village had been going on. That was the first time I ever saw a feral, first learned that vampires weren't just tales to scare us into behaving."
 
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