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There's a vampire on a couch over there. Not by the fire, but on that's a little more shadowed. And, like his icon, he's watching the bar from his lazy post.

He hasn't been in the bar very much, but he's in now. And, if he's staring at you, well there's usually a reason.

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"True. Wasn't a problem, though. Everything was fine."

And that's slight longing in her eyes.

But then she's distracted by Aubrey, and looks up, staring at him thoughtfully.

There's an understanding nod.

"Most times there's usually a good balance that can develop between. Which means it's that much better and fun."

There's a small tilt of his head at her. And then he's sitting next to her, his hand never leaving her's.

"Now where were we about helping your hangover?"

So she leans over, kissing lightly, maybe biting just a tiny bit before drawing back, eyes dancing.

"Oh - refresh my memory?"

He gives her a wicked grin.

"I think that I can do that."

And then he's leaning in, the kiss more demanding than hers, and a nip at her bottom lip.

"You," she says, against his mouth, "are a tease."

And then she draws back, eyes glinting, licking a spatter of blood from her lip with a scarlet, catlike tongue.

"No sex in the bar, love."

"I do so try."

It's said with a pleased tone, his eyes glittering with dark things.

"If you can't tell between this and sex, I think Sands and I have been doing something wrong."

He pulls her back against him, another kiss. He's got enough control to be able to tease well without breaking bar rules. Besides, they are only a thought away from a room.

"Just letting you know."

A smirk, and then she's returning the kiss, tasting like smoke and tequila and blood.

"And I sincerely hope you haven't."

"So, should I take that as a complement, or just frustration on your end?"

His tongue runs along her lower lip, he tastes of blood and grain alcohol which has a much stronger taste than tequila.

"If I did I still have a few more tricks up my sleeves."

"That'd be...interesting."

And a half laugh, against his skin, and her teeth, light on his skin.

"That's one word for it."

He moves his mouth to her throat to nip and tease.

"How long do you think we can keep this going until we need to go upstairs?"

"Long enough?"

But she really hasn't got the energy for sex, tonight.

There's a small kiss to her neck. He doesn't really care, he'd be welling to just curl up next to her for sleep.

"Does that mean you want to go up now?"

"You read my mind."

Lightly, another soft kiss to his throat.

"Just sleep, I think."

He brings them to his room easily so that they're sitting on his bed. And then he gives a small stretch before falling to rest his head on a pillow. He gives her a lazy grin.

"Sleep works."

So she curls up, head against his chest.

"Yeah."

She's tired. So tired.

There's a brief moment before she curls up where he pulls his shirt off, because sleeping in a shirt annoys him to no end. And once she's curled up against him, his arm wraps around her waist easily.

He reaches to turn off the light on the nightstand, before closing his eyes contently.

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