A/N: I am having an odd week, but it's going to get better, I'm sure. I've been exhausted lately and sick, but I've been trying to push on and get projects out of the way. This is just for fun.

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Paul glanced over at Calli as she laid on the bed next to him, dressed in an oversized sweater, but that wasn't the problem.

The problem was that she wasn't paying him any attention. She was giving all her attention to that damn book in her hands.

"Calli," Paul pouted, giving her his best puppy dog eyes as he traced lazy circles on her thigh.

Calli's eyes briefly flicked up to look at him. "You know I can't do anything, Paul. Red Dragon is Red Dragon and I don't make the rules on that."

Paul huffed. "I don't care about that. You're horny. I'm horny…"

"You're always horny, dear," Calli said, flipping the page in her book.

She knows me so well. Paul squirmed."Do you honestly think that a little blood is going to bother me? I'm a vampire, Princess. I live by the blood."

Calli shook her head. "Not on my furniture and bedclothes you don't." She gave him a look. "And that doesn't mean the floor either, honey."

The Lost Boy pouted and crossed his arms. This was a complete waste of time with Calli. It figured that on the day that he got to spend with her, the Red Dragon of Women would show up and she would make herself unavailable to him for both of their sexual pleasures.

Fuck that.

Paul rolled off the bed and started walking around the room. Calli ignored him, but he could tell that she was slightly interested in what he was doing because the scent on her skin had changed just slightly.

Paul laid a towel on the bed – blacker than night, but old because he knew that Calli had a problem with him ruining her good towels. There had been a small fight the last time he'd used one of her good towels to help dye her hair back to red and he'd had to use all the tricks in his book to melt her heart – and turn her into a literal puddle of happily sexually satisfied princess to calm her down.

No mess…taken care of…take that, Princess!

Being childish, he stuck his tongue out at her and she rolled her eyes, returning to her book. Some kind of smutty erotica novel that he was too lazy to read himself. Because hey, real life was more fun in his opinion than reading that kind of bullshit.

Paul hummed as he walked over to Calli's dresser and started rummaging through a drawer that she had told the Boys to strictly stay out of until recently. He had no idea how David had won that argument or how Dwayne kept it enforced, but he thanked them heavily for doing so.

"Damn, Princess," he whistled, staring at her arsenal of naughty things. "You've got lots of goodies in here…"

Calli muttered something under her breath, even too low for him to hear and he smirked. He remembered when he first met Calli. The girl had been sexually repressed and the thought of even entering a sex shop had scared her. Now, it looked like she could teach a sex shop a thing or two. Or scare a Dom into submission…

"So many options, so little time for one night…" Paul sang under his breath, carefully rummaging through the drawer.

"You're an asshole just like David," Calli complained loud enough for him to hear.

Paul smirked and looked over his shoulder at her as he selected a few of the naughty goodies. "You know I'll take that as a compliment coming from you." He flipped one of the larger toys over in his hand. "Think this one will help me make you squirm a little, Princess?"

Color flushed Calli's face above her book as she looked over the top of it at him. "You probably never used one of those correctly on a girl…"

Paul pressed a combo of buttons on the toy and it came to life with a vibration setting that he didn't think that she found yet. And judging by the way that her heart sped up, he was right. "I guess, we'll see, won't we, Princess?"

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Calli made soft sounds under the shower as the heat washed over her. Paul rubbed her muscles to get the feeling back in them after hours of making her go over the edge of passion. He carefully took care of her sensitive areas, washing away every trace of their time together and the blood that he could so that she would be able to sleep soundly when the time came. The towel was already in the washing machine, going through the heavy cycle along with her clothes.

"You were right, it was messy," Paul commented, helping her out of the shower. "But it was worth it, right?"

Calli nodded and let him envelop her in a large fluffy towel. "Totally. I feel so much more relaxed because of you, Paul." She bounced onto her toes and kissed him tenderly. "Thank you, love."

Paul smiled and wrapped his arms around her. "Anything for the princess of my life…Now, let's finish getting you pampered, dressed, and into bed."

"Why?"

"Because the others will kill me if you're not in bed at a reasonable time…"

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A/N: I love a little fluff story every now and then, don't you? Have a good day/night. See you later. -Scarlet