Skinner stood outside Tom's bedroom door listening to Tom and Mina. Their little plan had worked. And now Tom would keep her occupied while Skinner went off to her room to find his coat. He was positive that she had taken it.
He moved down the hallway, entering quickly into his room to shed his clothing before making his way to Mina's quarters. As he undressed he was very careful to check his face for any residue of grease paint. He had to be absolutely invisible.
When he was sure he had totally erased himself from sight, he moved on out into the dimly lit corridor and made his way down to Mina's room.
But, upon reaching her door, he stopped. Music could be heard playing within the room. A light, airy music that seemed to be hollow somehow and very dreary. Skinner puzzled this turn of events. Who was in her room while she was out?
He looked up and down the hallway for anyone, but he was absolutely alone. He knew that Nemo was looking after Jekyll. The little man had disappeared down the back coil stairs hours ago. Jekyll seemed to be Nemo's new obsession.
He pondered the rest of Nemo's small crew, but couldn't put his finger on who might be bold enough to sneak into a vampire's room and toy around with her piano. And whoever it was on the other side of the door, was a damn good pianist.
He reached for the gold knob, gently turning it.
He pushed the door slowly open, but didn't look inside. Quietly he squeezed himself through the small crack and then he pushed the door closed. He held his breath, but the music continued. It swelled and died and swelled again.
He found it curious that this music was arousing him.
Slowly he pushed himself to the wall and then he moved along the wall so that he could see who was at the piano.
His eyes fell upon
Dorian Gray.
He felt his fingers dig into the hard wall behind him and his heart seemed to have turned into a block of ice. Damn nice of Mina to av invited this bloke along, he thought nervously to himself.
He watched Dorian for a moment, realizing that his aroused conditioned still hadn't subsided. This peeved him enough to make him quickly move along the wall. But, before he knew it, he was leaned over a large table in the corner of the room, his breath held in his chest as he tried extremely hard not to let the vase fall to the floor. He should have been watching where he was going.
Gently, his arms starting to feel the strain, he pulled the large, blue vase back to its standing position atop the table. For a moment he leaned against the wall, his eyes closed, the music still pumping through him like his own blood.
He opened his eyes and was startled to see Dorian Gray standing right in front of him.
Skinner waited. He could hardly breath. Was Dorian looking at him or something else?
It was the strangest sensation. He was sure that Dorian couldn't see him, but the man was definitely looking at something.
Dorian reached out, right past Skinner's left ear, and moved something on the wall. All of a sudden a hard, metal edge of some sort slammed into Skinner's head and he suddenly found himself leaning to the left over the table again. The rest of his body was still positioned between Dorian Gray and the wall. Looking up he realized that Dorian had just opened a safe in the wall. The door of the safe is what had hit him.
Damn bloke!
He rubbed his head and watched Dorian pull something from the inside of the box.
Jekyll's watch!
He wanted to reach up and grab it, but he didn't dare.
Dorian grinned at the piece, placed it back in the wall and shut the door.
He now walked over to what looked to be an easel and that is when Skinner noticed his coat. It was hanging on a coat rack right behind Dorian.
And he had a clear path to regain it.
Dorian was now leaned over, looking at something on the canvas there.
Skinner moved quickly. And just as he was reaching out to grab the coat and run like hell, beautiful Mina Harker stepped into the room.
Damn it, Tom! Skinner huffed silently as he pushed himself into the wall and waited.
..
Dorian eyed Mina from his place by the easel, "Is the Winchester down your pants? Or is Tom the only one who got that far tonight?"
Mina kept her composure, "Why was the door unlocked?"
"I must have forgotten to lock it after I let dear Lucifer out for the night." He said as he seated himself at the piano again, his eyes following her about the room, "You're running out of time, Mina."
She was leaned over in her closet, shuffling around looking for something, "I have time, Dorian. Just be patient."
Something moved.
Dorian's gaze shifted to a dark corner where he was sure he had seen the hanging rug move slightly. He stared at it, wondering if he should get up and check it further.
Mina appeared in front of the piano quite suddenly, now bringing Dorian's attention back to her, "That dog has been in my closet again." She hissed, now putting a chewed up boot on the top of the piano.
"You have greater things to worry about than a dog eating your shoes." He said dryly, his eyes averting back to the wall. Everything seemed quiet there.
"I'll get the gun tomorrow." She hissed, throwing the boot against her closet.
Dorian stood now, his demeanor changed somehow.
Skinner clung to the hanging rug, his hands so tight on the material that he was sure he would pull the blasted thing down. His heart was hammering in his chest so hard that he knew Mina would hear it soon. And if she heard it, he was doomed. One immortal was bad enough, but two?
He watched as Dorian walked over to Mina. He whispered something to her that made her clear her throat and step back. Her eyes seemed to come to rest on Skinner for a moment and then she was looking at Dorian again.
Dorian pressed her into the side of the large, wood closet, her chest heaving. Skinner could see that she was nearly gasping with want for him.
And then Dorian moved in for the kiss.
The kiss caused Mina to moan so deeply that Skinner felt his whole being shake with want for her. He could almost feel her cold mouth against his and that throbbing groan rumbling through her throat.
He moved so that he could see them better.
He was also moving closer to his coat.
Suddenly, Dorian's dark eyes traveled over to Skinner. Mina was now sucking at Dorian's throat.
"Not yet." Skinner heard Dorian whisper as he turned back to Mina for another deep kiss.
This one was far worse. This time Mina groaned so deeply that she actually pulled away and slammed her head back into the closet. Dorian only offering a satisfied grin as he reeled her back in for another go at it.
Jesus, Skinner thought as he moved further toward the rack, these two are going to eat each other alive.
And just as Skinner reached for the coat, Dorian slammed Mina back to the closet and turned quickly to gaze at the hanging rug.
Skinner slowly sank to the floor, now laying himself flat.
Did Dorian know he was there?
A scratching noise could be heard at the door.
Skinner watched in relief as Dorian went to the door. He hadn't been discovered.
But his relief soon faded as a growling dog slipped into view.
Dorian following the dog and Mina bringing up the rear.
The dog growled from the pit of its stomach, spit dripping to the floor.
Skinner slowly got to his feet.
He had been discovered.
