Warning: Contains expicit sexual themes! This is a little rougher than I intended, but it is has been a long time since I gave Mick and Beth some alone time and Beth just wasn't having any of that sweet, first time stuff!! Hopefully the scene doesn't feel too out of place, but I had to placate them for the time being.
Oh, and I chose this movie because it did have a lot in common with Moonlight's vampires, while still being way over the top. I used quotes directly from the movie (in italics) for all those who haven't seen it.
Enjoy!!
Movie Night-Part 4
"I'm sorry, Josef. I shouldn't have forced you through that," Mick apologized, handing Josef a glass of fresh blood.
Josef sniffed at the glass, as if testing its quality to see if he was going to forgive Mick. Josef smiled, slowly. "It's alright. I probably deserved it. I've been on your case about Beth for the last couple months."
Mick smiled. He was glad that Josef was talking to him again. It had been nearly a week since he had forced Josef to watch Titanic and relive memories that were better left buried.
Josef relaxed back into the chair, which had become his usual spot. "So, how did things with Blondie work out after I left so…gracefully." A smile curled over his lips in anticipation of Mick's answer.
"She stormed out right after you, when she realized I had set you up. Apparently she is very defensive of her friends' feelings."
Josef paused, his smile dropping a little, but never leaving his face. "Remind me to thank her for defending my honor."
Mick and Josef both grinned at this. It was a rare day that a human could defend Josef Konstantin's honor. "So, how'd you make it up to her?" Josef asked.
"I haven't," Mick mumbled, embarrassed.
"What?!" Josef shouted. "Are you completely daft?!"
Mick shied away from Josef. "I'm on uncertain ground here, Josef. I don't know how to proceed. I need your help." Mick looked up at Josef with pleading eyes.
Josef stored his anger for a later date. Mick desperately needed his help and he couldn't deny a friend, not when it involved the love of his life. "Okay, first off you should have called to apologize a week ago. Second, you should have sent flowers, chocolates and any other obscene amount of gifts."
"I don't thing Beth would like all that..."
"She's a woman, of course she would. She might not ask for it, or even accept it graciously, but she will be touched that you sent it anyways."
"So what do I do now? Have I lost my chance?"
Josef sighed. "Maybe, but this is Beth. She cares for you almost as deeply as you do for her, God knows why…" Mick glared and Josef smirked. "She will forgive you, but you're going to have to take the first step."
"What do you mean?"
"Call her. Arrange for a date. Spare no expense—whatever she wants."
Mick nodded and headed towards his phone. He dialed cautiously. Josef sat up, at the edge of his seat, ready to intervene if Mick screwed this up too.
"Beth," Mick's voice was shaky. "I'm so sorry about last week…I shouldn't have done that…I know…I don't want things to end like this…no that's not what I—…Um, sure, I guess. Josef's here right now…Really?"
"What?" Josef asked impatiently. Mick held his hand over the receiver.
"She wants to finish a movie." Josef looked quizzically at Mick. "She says that's how she wants me to apologize."
"Okay, tell her you will watch anything she wants," Josef replied.
"Anything?"
"Of course, Mick. This is your means of apology. You have to take the bad with the good. Be grateful she didn't ask for more."
Mick nodded and removed his hand from the receiver. "Sure, sweetheart. We'll watch anything you want…all the way to the end…yes I promise…Love you too." Mick hung up the phone and sighed.
"So?"
"She says she has to get ready and take a trip to the video store. She'll be here in an hour."
Josef nodded and set about describing every possible scenario that could play out and how Mick should react to each of them. After forty-five minutes of grueling questioning, Mick held up his hand to stop Josef. "So basically I have to confess my undying love to Beth and then ravage her very mortal body?" Mick summed up.
Josef nodded. "That's basically it. As long as she is willing participant."
"It's not her as much as me that I'm worried about," Mick grumbled as a knock came on the door.
Josef checked his watch. "She's early. That's a good sign. It means she's eager."
"Josef. Stop. Just stop." Mick stood up to open the door.
Beth was dressed in a comfy, yet form fitting pair of jeans and a button down, blue blouse that dipped tantalizingly low to reveal her succulent, perky breasts. Mick licked his lips as he took in the sight of her and prayed to any God that would listen to not let her be too mad at him.
"Hi," she cooed, pushing her way past him into the apartment. The brief contact with her sent bolts of pleasure through Mick. Mick looked at Josef pleadingly.
Josef hopped to his feet. "Well, nice to see you, Beth. Glad you are looking well and hope you have a good evening with Mick." Josef hurried to exit the apartment, not wanting to witness the main event.
Beth stopped him with a light palm on his chest. "Where are you going? This is movie night and you both promised to finish a movie with me."
Josef gulped. "Uh, really…I don't remember making any promises…"
"You did. You said you'd stay till the end last time, but you didn't. You still owe me a whole movie."
"Yes, well, as you're aware, there were complications to last time's movie. I think you will understand when I say that this is meant for you and Mick."
"No, this is meant for all three of us. I saw this movie a few years ago and never thought anything more of it, but now it holds a different meaning. I was hoping to share it with the two of you."
"Why would you want to share it with me?" Josef arched an eyebrow.
"Because you seem more knowledgeable in some areas than Mick and I would like to hear what you have to say."
Josef looked at Mick, questioningly. What could I possible know that she wants to know? Mick was still devouring Beth's body with his eyes. "Well, I guess I can stay."
"Good." Beth bounded to the DVD player and inserted the disk, careful to hide the cover from view. The boys made their way over to their respective spots and sat down. Beth turned back to them as the disk loaded. "Now I expect a full commentary on this movie." Mick and Josef looked at each other. Beth curled up in Mick's lap as the DVD menu came up.
Queen of the Damned. Mick and Josef groaned simultaneously.
"What?" Beth asked innocently.
"A vampire movie? Really?" Josef asked.
"Yes. That's why I expect a full commentary."
"Beth…" Mick protested.
"No. You promised."
Mick and Josef sank farther into their seats.
There comes a time for every vampire when the idea of eternity becomes, momentarily unbearable. Living in the shadows, feeding in the darkness with only your own company to keep, rots into a solitary hollow existence. Immortality seems like a good idea until you realize you are to spend it alone. So I went to sleep…
Mick's and Josef's interest perked up at the opening monologue. Josef threw Mick a meaningful glance, looking between Beth and him.
"Remember boys, I want a full commentary. Think of this as an educational experience," Beth reminded them.
"Well, we can't just sleep for centuries, we have to feed or we go feral," Josef offered.
"And the coffin thing is so clichéd," Mick added.
"Actually, I have slept in a coffin. Well, a sarcophagus. The stone was the coolest thing I could find before the invention of freezers."
Beth and Mick looked at him. "What? It wasn't pre-used."
The three looked back at the film. "And we're definitely not that pale, especially after we've fed," Josef added.
My name is Lestat.
"Typical," Josef scoffed. "Oh, and he'd never tell a mortal about our existence."
"That's the plot, Josef. He's being reckless. Besides, Mick told me."
"There's a plot to this? And don't get me started on Mick telling you…" Josef shot Mick a glare and Beth looked up at Mick. Mick grimaced and looked down at Beth, trying to give her a reassuring smile.
"Well," Beth said nervously, "At least they got one thing right, you do move that fast."
Mick and Josef smiled, then both simultaneously winced as the soundtrack took over.
"What?" Beth asked.
"That's a major flaw in the movie, that music is not at all pleasing to our ears, there is too much noise and it is way too loud."
"Yeah," Mick agreed. "They always seem to dress vampires that way too." He and Josef just shook their heads.
"Why?" Beth asked.
"Clothing is abrasive," Mick explained. "With all the heightened senses, it's just irritating. Most vampire wear what they do to blend, but that stuff," Mick pointed toward the Goth clad actors, "would be unbearable."
"Clothing hurts you?" Beth asked.
"Yes, if society didn't frown on it so much, we'd probably go around naked. It's not like the cold's going to affect us."
Beth blushed at the thought of Mick walking around naked. Josef and Mick both picked up on her increased heart rate. "I wouldn't mind," Beth squeaked. "If it'd make you more comfortable…"
"I'm sure you wouldn't," Josef chuckled. "But what if I were to strip too? Would you mind then?"
Beth sized Josef up and opened her mouth to respond, but Mick interrupted, "Don't answer that. We're just fine as we are."
Josef smirked at Mick, but went back to watching the film. "Do you really think they'd embrace us like that?" Josef asked, watching the adoring crowds.
"Maybe," Mick answered. "Some probably would, but the others might-"
"Gather the pitchforks and torches?" Josef suggested.
"Exactly."
"Sorry I'm late, I was just trying to catch my breakfast."
Josef groaned. "That is positively one of the worse, clichéd, vampire lines I've ever heard and believe me, I've heard a few."
"Do you have anything to say to the other vampires out there?"
"Yes…Come out, come out, where ever you are…"
Mick and Josef growled simultaneously. Beth stiffened and moved away from Mick's chest, which was vibrating with the intensity of his growl, sending a shiver up her spine.
"Traitor," Josef breathed.
"Calm down you two, it's just a movie," Beth said, shakily. Mick's eyes immediately left the screen and he moved to comfort Beth, who was still visibly shaken by the ferocity of the growls that had been coming from him.
Josef relaxed and chuckled. "If that scares you, you should wait till later…"
Beth shot him a questioning glace, but Josef was totally absorbed in the movie again. Beth looked back at the screen as Lestat appeared out of nowhere. "Crafty vampire abilities," Beth muttered under her breath.
Both Mick and Josef chuckled at her statement, but said nothing. Lestat proceeded to get his dinner dates high and Mick coughed slightly.
"What?" Beth asked. Mick shook his head. "Come on, Mick. I told you I want to hear your commentary." Mick still shook his head.
"I think what Mick is trying to avoid is that this is actually kind of accurate," Josef prompted.
"What do you mean?"
"Drugs only affect a vampire when consumed through a human's blood."
"Oh," Beth turned accusingly to Mick, but Josef interrupted her, before she could question him.
"What is he doing?!" Josef watched in horror as Lestat climbed up the wall and onto the ceiling. "Oh, come on! We can't do that!"
"But…" Beth started. Josef glared at her. Beth swallowed her courage. "I remember Coraline hanging from the ceiling."
Mick ran a hand trough Beth's hair, soothingly. "Yes, but we can't defy gravity. She was holding onto the ceiling, not crawling on it." Beth nodded, closing her eyes to the sensation of Mick's fingers in her hair.
Josef cleared his throat, loudly. "Not wanting to interrupt, but didn't you want to finishthis movie?"
Beth quickly regained control of her senses and turned her face back to the screen. Mick glared at Josef, but didn't protest. Beth cringed as Lestat attacked his dinner dates. Josef gave Mick a meaningful look and Mick nodded, knowingly.
"Do you cry blood?" Beth asked, suddenly.
Mick and Josef both looked at her and she pointed back at the screen as a vampiress cried blood.
"No," Josef sighed. "That's another myth."
"Remember, Beth, when I thought Josef was dead? I didn't cry blood," Mick said. Beth nodded and relaxed back into his chest.
"Aww, you cried over me? I'm touched…" Josef turned his attention back to the movie. "Whew, 400 B.C." Josef whistled. "That's impressive. And here I thought 1599 was old."
"Are there really vampires that old out there?" Beth asked.
Josef smirked. "That's something I can't tell you. One, because I don't know them all myself and two, because that would be breaking the vampire secrecy code, but I will tell you that there are vampires out there that make even me look young, but 400 B.C.? Centuries get to you, I can't imagine living that long, especially alone…" Josef trailed off giving Mick another putative look.
Beth looked away, awkwardly. There was obviously something she was missing, but she didn't have the courage to ask what it was. Instead she turned her focus back to the screen to watch Lestat's turning. "Can you say homo-erotic?" Beth asked, rhetorically watching the facial expressions on the two male (on screen) vampires during the turning scene.
Mick and Josef fell silent. They exchanged an awkward glance and Beth looked questioningly between the two. "Oh," Beth's eyes grew wide. "Oh!"
Mick looked embarrassed, but Josef handled the situation with grace. "Sharing fluids of any kind is an intimate act, Miss Turner." Beth blushed four shade of red and looked away from them.
Don't be afraid, it's only your body that dies."
Mick scoffed. "Why do they always show this as painful? Turning is easy…painless if done right."
"Painless?" Beth asked. They had finally reached a topic she wanted to know more about.
Mick looked away from her, but Josef answered. "Yes, the bite is the only thing that hurts, and that can be numbed. There are no convulsions, you simply die in a painless sleep."
"Then comes the bloodlust…" Mick added.
"Yes, well, that can be a bit more painful, depending upon where your morals lie," Josef added.
"What do you mean? Isn't it the same for everyone?"
"Nearly. The bloodlust is always there. It can be overwhelming at first, especially if you are one to give into your sensory desires, but if you are like the monk sitting behind you, bloodlust can be abated, although, not for eternity. Someday his inner vampire's going to come out to play."
"We'll see…" Mick added.
"We will indeed," Josef replied.
They watched as Lestat's sire taught him about feeding. "That's crap," Josef exclaimed. "There is nothing special about the last drop of blood and it is not necessary to kill every meal. In fact it's hard to. There are eleven pints of blood in the human body, have you ever tried to drink eleven pints before in one sitting? It's binge drinking and it's seriously unhealthy. There is no need to kill."
Beth smiled at Josef's speech. Mick would most likely disagree, saying that any fresh drink was wrong, but it was comforting to know that even vampires like Josef still had morals.
"Why must we hid Marius? We are the powerful. We are the immortal. We should walk fearless in the open."
"Only if you want a torch bearing mob after you," Josef grumbled. "And we can know humans without killing them. We've learnt restraint over the years," Josef finished, giving Mick and then Beth another meaningful look. Beth blushed again and looked at her lap.
The room fell silent as Lestat killed the young woman he had been playing the violin for. Mick and Josef were somber, which sparked Beth's curiosity. "What is it? You promised to share…"
"You always remember the first," Mick whispered. "You always remember the face of your first victim… it haunts you." Josef nodded in agreement, lost in 400 years of memories. The room fell silent for a few moments, while the two lived in their regrets and Beth got a chance to dread her future.
Josef groaned. "Hidden compartments are way overdone," he said, trying to lighten the mood. "And we can most assuredly not become statues and there is no such thing as vampire royalty."
Beth watched at Lestat's eyes became bloodshot as he drank. "I guess that gives a whole new meaning to the term 'blood-shot eyes,' huh." Mick's face broke into a smile and then he started to laugh. Soon all three were in hysterics. It wasn't really that funny, but it was the simplicity of the statement that caught them off guard.
"I don't see any marks."
"Well, you haven't seen the rest of my body."
Josef grinned, a wolfish smile crossing his face.
"Where's your host?"
Josef's expression dropped. "Keeper. Keep-er. Not host."
Mick rolled his eyes, but Beth looked up at him. "Are you my keeper?"
Mick stammered for a moment, but Josef saved him the explanation. "Not till he bites you and marks you as his own." Beth rubbed Mick bite marks from the desert and Josef replied before she could ask. "Doesn't count, he was dying. He has to bite you willingly."
"This will only hurt a little bit. In fact, you might even enjoy it…"
"See, Mick. Some women like that," Josef smirked.
"Yeah, because the movie is soooooo accurate…" Mick replied.
"Still wearing the old fashions I see…"
"Old habits die hard."
"How did you manage to slip through the 50's in red velvet?"
Mick and Beth peered over at Josef. "Don't start with me," Josef warned. "I'm up to date."
"That's just because the basic suit hasn't changed much in 150 years," Mick replied.
Vampires don't settle old scores, we harbor them…"
Josef looked at Mick. "What?" Mick asked. Josef just continued to stare at him. "What? I don't harbor resentments."
Josef choked on a laugh. "You most certainly do."
"Do not. Name one…"
"Coraline."
"That's different…"
"No it isn't. You have to stop carrying her around, Mick."
Beth was looking between the two with interest. Josef turned to her and addressed her this time. "And we don't know where are fledglings are at all times. That would get cumbersome. I have enough worries without having to keep track of all my turns over the centuries."
Josef suddenly became captivated as Akasha, Queen of the Damned, came onto the screen. He watched her move with fascination, but was repulsed when she pulled out a vampire's heart and proceeded to eat it. He cringed as she turned the club into a raging inferno.
Beth looked at him expectantly for an analysis of the scene. Josef sighed. "We can't cause people to burst into flame, we don't eat human hearts and there is no Queen of the Damned."
"Not yet at least," Beth added under her breath, smiling wickedly at him.
"God help us all," Josef whispered under his breath.
Mick chuckled at Beth. Not many people had the nerve to challenge Josef and for some reason this fire in her was really turning him on. He was actually contemplating turning her just to turn her loose on Josef. There would be no end to the entertainment.
"I want you to show me what it's is like…to be like you."
"I don't have time for this."
"All a vampire has is time."
(pause)
"This might be painful for a mortal, you're still attached to your skin…
(Pause)
"You're beautiful to me because your fragility…your heart…all that seems suddenly more precious than anything I've ever known."
"I'm not as precious as you think…" (Actress draws blood with a pin from her breast)
"Minx," Josef chuckles.
"Hey, that's the observatory," Beth remarks. "Are all the vampires here in LA?" she asked, turning to Josef.
"No, but Hollywood is," Josef grinned back at her. "Hey there now," the three watched as Lestat drained a person in front of the "minx" to make his point about being a monster. "That was a wee bit more dramatic than necessary," Josef commented.
"Was I that bad?" Mick asked in Beth ear.
Beth smiled remembering the first time she saw him feed, when he told her he was a vampire. "No. I actually wanted to comfort you and tell you everything was going to be alright. You looked so pathetic and sad…"
"I was shot full of silver buckshot!"
"I know. You looked like you needed me…"
Mick hugged Beth closer and grinned. "What am I going to do with you? Don't you have any fear of danger?"
"Not when I'm wrapped in my vampire boyfriend's arms, nope." They smiled and Josef rolled his eyes, smiling on the inside for their happiness.
The chaotic music pounded again and Mick and Josef both cringed. "You know I've just noticed, there are no normal looking vampires in this movie," Beth said.
"Normal vampires?" Josef asked.
"Yeah, like you and Mick. All these vampires stand out, they look…different."
"Well yeah, people would be unnerved if they couldn't pick out vampires in a crowd."
"True."
The three watched as the climactic battle played out. Mick and Josef shook their head through the whole thing, obviously upset with the writer's interpretation of vampire fights.
"This is too much," Josef commented, standing up. "We can't burn bodies with mind power alone and vampire women are most defiantly not second string in a fight." Josef made his way to the door.
"No wait, Josef. It's nearly over. You promised," Beth pleaded.
Josef huffed and sat back down, only because he didn't want to be guilted into another one of these movie nights.
"Well that's…interesting," Mick said.
"What happened?" Beth asked confused
"It appears they flew—we can't fly, jump yes, but fly, no—to some beach house where they proceeded to make love and it looks like he read her memories," Josef answered.
"Is that…is that possible?" Beth asked.
"Not that I've heard of, but blood is a powerful substance… Oh, good, they didn't go with the sunlight will incinerate us," Josef commented.
"No, I think they did. Something happened to make him be able to walk in the sun," Mick added.
The camera swept over the house and the beach, strewn with bodies. "Good God, even my bloodlust wasn't that bad," Josef swore.
"Behold our kingdom."
"A kingdom of corpses?"
"They believed in nothing, now they are nothing. They are merely food."
Josef and Mick stared in shock at the screen. "What's with the double fangs?" Beth asked. Both Mick and Josef shrugged. "Do you have double fangs?" Beth asked.
The corner of Mick's mouth pulled into a smile, then he grinned the rest of the way, giving her a good view of his fangs. Beth's eyes widened and she looked at Josef, who was also vamped out and smiling wide.
Beth swallowed hard. "Nope, guess that answers that." Mick let his face fad back to his human façade and he smiled at her nervousness.
"I'm confused," Josef stated as they watched the confrontation between Ackasha and Lestat.
"Me too," Mick said.
"Well, you see, Lestat's in love with the girl and…to hell with it, you're right, it's confusing."
"Love always is," Josef said, prophetically as he stood up to collect his belongings.
Beth smiled up at Mick as Lestat and his newly turned vampire companion walked off into eternity together. Mick smiled down at her and kissed her lips.
"And that's my cue to leave," Josef said, heading to the door. "I'll leave the bottle in the fridge, Mick. Make sure to drink plenty…" Josef trailed off giving Mick, then Beth one last putative look before he closed the door behind him.
"What does he mean, 'Drink plenty'? What did he leave in the fridge?" Beth asked.
Mick squirmed a little under her questioning glare. "He left some fresh blood, bottled this afternoon by a few of his girls."
"Why does he want you to drink it?"
A mischievous smile spread across Mick's lips. "Because it curves the bloodlust. I haven't drunk fresh in years and if I'm going to be with you, I need to learn to control the bloodlust again."
"With me? As in with me with me?"
Mick nodded, not quite meeting her eyes. "So you had that talk with Josef…" she prompted.
"Yes," Mick whispered leaning in towards her lips. "I'm ready anytime you are."
Mick was surprised at how quickly and hungrily she pressed her lips against his. Before he knew what was happening she was straddling him and pressing him into the couch. It took a lot of restraint, but he managed to disconnect her lips from his and push her back enough to see her face.
"Beth," he breathed heavily. "We're going to have to take this slow. I can't lose control. Not just of my inner vampire, but also of my strength. I don't want to crush you."
Beth nodded in agreement, claiming his lips again in a slower, but no less passionate kiss this time. Mick languished in the feeling of her lips on his. He rested his hands on her hips and gently kneaded circles under the hem of her shirt.
Beth moaned into his mouth and threw her arms around his neck, twining her fingers in his hair and pressing his lips to hers.
Mick pulled back from her lips, to give her a chance to breathe and continued to rain kisses across her jaw and down her neck. "I love you Beth. I love you with all my being and I want to spend the rest of eternity—in the true meaning of that word—with you."
Beth's fingers fisted in Mick's hair and pulled him, almost painfully, against her skin. "Then let's start tonight. Together. Forever." Beth gripped his shoulders tighter and she nibbled on his ear lobe, kissing down his neck to nip at his artery.
Mick's unnecessary breathing was ragged and he darted his tongue out along her neck to taste her. The candy sweet taste of her skin mixed with the sound of her blood singing through her veins and her moan of pleasure, released Mick's inner vampire.
His fangs distended and his eyes paled and he felt the beginning of an erection pressed painfully into his pants. "Beth…Beth, stop…please…" Mick begged.
Beth loosened her grip on his hair and looked into his eyes. He saw no fright in her eyes at his appearance. "Did I do this?" Beth asked, coyly running a finger across his paled skin.
"Yes," he hissed.
"And this?" Beth brought her hand down to stroke the bulge in his pants.
"Yes," Mick hissed again.
"Hummm, so my vampire likes me?" she asked seductively, bringing his mouth back up to her neck.
"Yes," Mick's voice was low and hoarse. "Beth, I have to stop. I need to drink. I need my control."
"Oh," Beth released his hair and moved to get up from his lap.
"Where do you think you're going?" Mick growled, grabbing her hips and pulling her back to his lap.
"But you just said…"
"That doesn't mean you have to move." Mick stood up, causing Beth to wrap her arms around his neck for support. He gently carried her to the kitchen, kissing her already swollen lips.
Mick set her on the island and leaned in for one last kiss before he broke away from her so he could retrieve the bottle Josef had left in the fridge.
"Isn't it better warm?' Beth asked.
"Yes, but I'm not in the mood to wait," Mick growled giving her a look that sent shivers of pleasure to her core.
"Hummm," Beth purred. "Me neither." She grabbed the hem of Mick's shirt and tugged it over his head. He helped her pull it all the way off and her hands were on his tight abs before the shirt hit the floor.
Mick shivered as her hand explored his chest and instead of breaking contact to find a glass he removed the lid and chugged quickly from the container. Beth chose that moment to lean forward and lick one of his exposed nipples.
Mick nearly choked on the blood as sensations of pure lust shot through his body. He set the bottle on the counter and wrapped Beth's legs around his waist, purposefully pressing his erection against her core.
Beth moaned and thrust her hips to create friction between the two of them. Mick returned the moan and pressed his lips to her neck. Beth rubbed against him again and Mick took in the full scent of her arousal.
"Wait, hold it…stop, Beth."
"Why?" She purred into his ear before she bit down.
"Because I want to make it to the bedroom and at this rate I don't think I'll make it out of the kitchen."
"Then take me here," she whispered.
Mick felt an animalistic growl rise from deep within him and he trembled with the intensity of it. He grabbed the front of her shirt and ripped it open sending buttons scattering across the kitchen. The noise brought Mick back from the brink.
"Oh God, I'm sorry, Beth."
Beth looked down at her now bra and smiled, looking back up at him. "It's just a shirt."
"It could have been you."
"Then you couldn't have had your way with me, and where would the fun be in that?"
Mick growled again and reached for her bra. He felt Beth hesitate. "Careful, Mick. Bras are more expensive."
Mick chuckled, low and deep in his throat, slowly releasing the clasp. Mick slid the material off and licked his lips as he took in Beth's chest. He lowered his mouth to her nipple and ran his tongue around it, sucking lightly to make it hard.
Beth moaned and threw her head back in pleasure. Mick moved to her other nipple and then back up to her neck. He stopped at the sweet-spot on her collar bone and grazed his fangs over it, eliciting shudders of pleasure from her.
Mick slowly pushed her down onto the countertop, kissing his way down her chest and across her stomach to her pants line. He looked up at her for an okay, and her smoldering eyes told him to keep going. He quickly undid her pants as he licked at her belly button and pulled them down, panties and all, with her help.
Mick swallowed hard. The smell of her arousal was exponentially more powerful now and he shuddered at the thought of how wet she was for him. Mick reached hesitantly for the curls between her legs. Beth's breathing stopped and her heartbeat raced as she anticipated his touch.
Mick smiled devilishly and brought his tongue circle her clit. Beth moaned from the very core of her being, arching her hips into his mouth and begging for more. Her legs fell apart and Mick obliged by slipping one of his long fingers into her, then another.
Beth thrust her hips onto his hand as he continued to torture her with his mouth. "No, Mick," Beth gasped. "I want you in me…"
How could one deny a beautiful woman? Mick removed his fingers from her and quickly undid his belt and pants. Beth sat up and grabbed Mick's shoulders, pulling him towards her. Mick pressed his body against hers and shivered at the amount of heat she was giving off. Beth pulled him into a deep kiss and he thrust into her.
Beth moaned as he entered her. He gave her a moment to adjust and then pulled out of her to pound in again. Beth released his mouth and gasped at the sensation. Mick repeated the motion and growled, pulling her closer to him, so he could bury himself that much farther into her.
Beth gasped a third time as he plunged into her again and gripped his shoulder, drawing blood with her nails. "Mick, please…faster, harder."
Mick obliged. He griped her hips and put all his determination into holding off his own orgasm. Beth fell back against the cool counter and arched her back. She gripped his hips with her legs and screamed his name with no abandon.
Mick felt her inner muscles clamp around him and he let go of his self control, rearing back and sinking his fangs into her chest, just above her right breast. Beth screamed again in pleasure and his body spilled into her. He removed his fangs and moaned her name as he collapsed forward. Beth shook with the force of her orgasm and she raised her shaky hands to run her fingers through his hair.
Mick leaned down over her body and kissed her, tenderly. Beth kissed him back, holding onto his shoulders and he pulled her up off the counter. Beth tightened her hold with her legs around his hips as he picked her up all the way off the counter.
"I don't think I can stand right now, Mick," she warned.
Mick chuckled against her lips. "Then I'll just have to carry you to the bedroom, won't I?"
"Bedroom?"
"Um-hum. I said I wanted to make it there. I still do."
Beth grinned. "How about we stop on the stairs first or maybe in the hall?"
Mick groaned and kissed her deeply, heading towards the stairs.
"Wait," Beth pulled back from the kiss and grabbed the bottle of blood from the counter. "We're going to need this."
Mick grinned and kissed her again. Her eyes closed and she wrapped her arms around his neck, still holding the bottle.
"Good idea, my love, good idea…"
So silvanelf has begged for an epologue and I gave into her puppy dog eyes (just like this chapter!) So it should be up soon, it won't be too long...