A popular request :) I suppose I should put a "smut warning" here, but there isn't anything terribly graphic about it. It's not my best work, but I don't do smutty/sexy very often so I apologize in advance, and am always open for feedback! I have one more request to fill, but I am always open for more! Hope you enjoy.

"No! We are dangerous!" Vanessa growled at him, pushing him away, and backing herself into the wall. He could see the frustration in her eyes, and he watched her emotion swirl in endless, maddening circles, fear and desire wrestling to control her.

He moved towards her again, ignoring the warning look in her eyes, and the small objection that passed through her lips. He placed a hand on either side of her face, and pressed his weight against her, pinning her to the wall.

"I don't care. You deserve to live the life you want, fear and complication be damned."

She opened her mouth to object but he caught her lips with his before she could speak, and pulled her up by her waist, holding her above him again. Her arms locked around his neck, hands tangling in his hair as she kissed him back. Like before, this kiss was fierce, passionate, almost desperate. He pulled at her legs, prompting her to lock them around his waist, allowing one hand to brace them against the wall, and the other to wander underneath her skirts.

He heard a sharp intake of breath when his fingers wandered between her thighs, but she did not object. In response to his wandering hands, she let her own wander. One trembling hand left his hair and moved to his chest, undoing the buttons of his shirt and running cool fingers down across his bare skin, and the other sliding down between them, finding the buckle of his belt, and being quick to undo it. Soon, the hand on his chest wandered back into his hair, and their kiss deepened, but the hand between his legs was doing magic things, and he couldn't wait any longer.

"I want you." He growled, pulling away from her lips and looking into her eyes. He rocked his hips forward, pushing her even further into the wall, using both his hands on her hips to steady her against him. She felt his eagerness pressed against the inside of her thighs, and she couldn't stand to deny him. She wanted him too. She locked her arms around his neck, her eyes staring longingly into his. They were wide open, wild with passion in a way he'd only ever imagined, but they were still hers, and not the demon locked inside her head.

"Then have me." She was breathless, her face flushed with desire. She rocked her hips forward , loosening the grip her legs had around his hips and giving him the best access she could.

He kissed her neck, grazing his teeth across her skin as he found his way into her. A sharp, husky gasp broke from her lips and her head lolled back, exposing her neck even further for him. He moved his hands from her hips to her ass, hoisting her up, further onto him.

They moved their hips in unison, their voices together made a chorus of moans and whimpers. Vanessa caught his lips again, kissing him frantically, her voice growing louder and less controlled the harder he went into her. Her moans against his lips were driving him mad. He wanted closer to her, deeper than he already was. He wanted to drown in her sounds, and lose himself completely in the feeling of her body, tight and wrapped around him.

He thrust harder against her, her sounds of pleasure a driving force for his own desire. He growled and panted alongside her, losing his senses more and more every time her hips rolled against him, pulling him closer into her.

They were getting messy now, their rhythm off balance, and she was trembling beneath him. Both were so close, and he could feel it, but he slowed anyway. Her moans were laced with growls now, and her gentle fingers were bared like claws.

She'd warned him. He knew the demon inside her. She knew she could lose control, she'd pushed away, but he'd pulled her back, and now he had to keep her here.

"Look at me," he purred, moving his hands to frame her face. She was breathless, and her eyes were alight with passion, but the demon was threatening to take over. She touched his face, fighting to regain control, but the monster growled.

"Vanessa…" he purred, coaxing the woman out and pushing the demon away. He kissed her, much gentler, much softer than before, and continued to rock his hips. A small whimper, chased by a moan let him know that she was back, that the hands tangled in his hair, the lips that covered his, and the hips that rolled against him were hers, and only hers.

He continued to rock his hips, continued to kiss her until neither body could hold on any longer. Trembling, and rolling her head back against the wall, Vanessa called his name, quietly, desperately, her voice caught somewhere between a whimper and a moan. Her whole body shuddered and she constricted around him.

He rode out the last wave of his own ecstasy and finished deep inside her, finding her lips again, and kissed her, tasting his name in her lips.

She kissed him back without protest, and God, he swore he could have said those three little words that were rattling around in his head, but not just yet.

They had time.

This plays on my own personal idea that, since the demon tries to control Vanessa any time before/after/during sex that only someone who knows and has seen the demon inside her, like really seen it, could help her control it, especially in a moment like this. Dorian couldn't, and none of the others could, because Ethan has fought with this demon already. ~Until tomorrow~