Raven paced back and forth not looking at anything or anyone in particular. But to say that he was inconspicuous was more than delusion. . Raven was not alone in his choice for black attire among the throngs that crest swelled in and out of the night club. Emerald eyes watched as the young, aging, and perhaps the young at heart moved about, many of them in dark colors if not black but among them the vampire was still unique.

Hair the color of blood fell to his shoulders, surprisingly straight and seeming all the brighter for the ebony of his shirt that framed it as he paced. The shirt for its part was sleeveless, with an almost oriental collar complete with the intricate embrotery of ages past that brought a prowling tiger to life. The garment buttoned down the front with a series of small clasps that shone silver against the glaring lights that declared this place The Tequila.

That same light illuminated bared arms that crept with vines and symbols worked into their mix with animals to form a flawless whole that seemed almost written in blood beneath the skin. All that knew Raven knew those markings for what they were…indeed written in blood or rather flooded with it.

Leather pants above seemingly freshly polished combat boots, glowing metallically in the light with their silver-steel colored tips finished off his attire. Truth be told it was hard to guess if the man were preparing for battle or if this was his preference of style, perhaps a little of both. He looked dangerous.

Raven however ignored everyone and everything that strayed into his line of sight. He paced like an animal in a cage and yet over and over he could not help but know that it was a cage of his own creating. Looking back at their last meeting, he and his darling Alexandra again and again in his head, almost tasting the fear he had instilled in her, Raven worried that though she had invited him and he’d come early to ensure nothing even close to last time occurred, he couldn’t help but worry.

Would she even come? Was he wasting his time, pushed her away for good? These doubts and more came to him as he walked back and forth again before the strange mortal establishment.

This time though it was Alex who was late to their meeting. It wasn't her fault really, at least not most of it. Part of it had been deciding what to wear, the other part because of what she wore. Well... Kind of.

It had taken her very nearly and hour and a half to take a shower and dress. Why? Because she didn't know what to wear. It was cold out... but of course she felt no cold. But there would be people out and if she wore what she wanted to without a long coat, they would look at her funny.

So she had scowered her closet and drawers to try and find somethign else. But there was nothing that she wanted to wear more than the denim mini skirt, the black tube top and the black strapy high heals. Only thing was she didn't have a long coat... So she had to pick one up... But where?

Her answer came from a prostitute about four blocks from her appartment towards the bad side of town. She was wearing a full length black faux fur coat. That would indeed do. Besides, she needed to feed anyway, in her rush, she hadn't had the time. Dressed in her new jacket and her face full and bright from the blood.

However now she looked like the type of girl she had just killed. And one man made the mistake of staying something to her. She had tried to be nice and ignore him. Then told him to leave for his own good... But when a man grabs you and tries to take you into an alley way, that's kind of the line. Hell, he should be thankful she didn't kill him.

So she was almost half an hour late, hurrying as fast as she could in her heals to look for Raven and his bright red hair. But she caught his scent first and smiled as she caught sight of him. With her in her heals and him in his boots they were the same hight still. Something that Alex rather liked. No having to look up to him or feeling insignificant because he looked down at her. "Please forgive me.. I ran in to some trouble along the way... Men... bunch of pigs really. Except for you of course my love." She said with a smile

Raven’s restlessness only increased exponentially as he glanced about for Alexandra, his mind giving him all kinds of reasons for her absence. And the mortals gazing at him just struck a cord of annoyance within him. Once again the big man at the door looked at him, studying him carefully. And like so many fools of this age disregard him. Men were size obsessed these days and yet anyone that had ever truly been in combat of any kind knew that size never determined a warrior’s status. After all, Raven could tear the man in half lengthwise if the situation dictated.

Still he soothed his anger the pacing or so much so as pacing could soothe anything, and then just like that he felt his ire dissipate as he heard the one voice he had been longing for. He had not caught her scent, so distracted had he been, but turning he smiled so much as a smile as he ever managed. Though that smile vanished a moment later as Alexandra explained.

“Nothing to forgive, and I'm hardly the exception.” He said it not completely without anger, but the anger was hardly directed at Alex. And with that last he took in her attire and found himself staring for a moment. Alexandra was beautiful, she always was, but looking at her now he had to smile at how very beautiful became arousing. But his mind turned to other things as he asked. “Are you alright my fledgling? And what kind of trouble did you run into?”

Raven had total faith in Alexandra’s ability to handle near any problem that might arise, none the less he was worried if only at the terrible annoyance he felt at the prospect of trouble.

"He'll wake up in a few hours I'm sure and I have a few extra bucks now to spend on drinks." She grinned. "He thought I was a hooker or something." She rolled her eyes. "But with the new coat... I can't really blame him. After all I did get it from one." She spoke in an undertone so as others wouldn't be inclined to listen in.

"Normaly I wouldn't bother, but I think no coat would have attracted more attention. I thought I would dress nice tonight for you." She gave a little shrug as she slipped her hand into his and moving closer to give him a soft, yet longing kiss. And while she was there she moved her lips to his ear, speaking only for him. "And tonight... I want to be special... Because we're gonna have a little fun tonight."

Yes. They would indeed have fun by the rising of the sun... After all, she was surprised they had waited this long. It had been two days already since Kie had granted them permision to have sex, and Alex was aching for the chance to have what she had waited so long for.

"Now. Shall we get this night started my love?" She asked with a mischevious grin.

A soft smile then and he couldn’t help the laugh that came. His hand slid into hers as familiar and comfortable as always. His lips met hers then and all the restlessness he felt all his annoyance and anger melted away. A part of him wondered at the marvelousness of it and yet he was contented as he looked at her with a wry grin.

“Perhaps.” Was all that he said, in truth he wasn’t convinced of the coat himself, mainly perhaps because he had not bothered to wear one himself. And yet he didn’t argue, mainly because he liked the way the coat looked on her well that and the rest of the ensemble caught the attention and it stayed caught.

His eyes took her in again then, carefully and slowly, as if committing everything to memory. It was they way Raven found himself looking at the world sometimes and Alexandra more so than anything else. He smiled once more then and gave a curt nod.

They had both waited a long time for this. And yet Raven knew he could have waited an eternity if need be. Sometimes it was just the sight of her hair on his pillow or the scent of her in his nose as she nestled close, but there were things with his Alexandra that were better than anything resembling sex. Not that he would complain about sex, ah no surely he could endure.

With that laugh more in his heart that his lips, Raven wrapped his arms about Alexandra’s frame even as her hand never truly left his. His lips pressed then against her throat and moved upward into a whisper of his own.

“Let it begin with hopes it shall never end.”

She gave a little murmur as he kissed her throat and grinned. "Indeed..." She replyed softly.

They moved into the club and at once the heat of bodies, the scent of flesh and blood overwhelmed her. It was good that she had fed not fifteen minutes ago. Just inside the door she checked in her coat with the doorman, and of course then Raven would see what she had meant by 'attracting more attention' The skirt bairly covered her backside, leting her shaply legs be seen by anyone around them.

Her midrif was bare, showing the little silver belly button peircing she had recently aquired, Of course she had to leave it in, otherwise it would simply heal over and she would have to get it redone. Well, after a few moments anyway, but she hadn't tried switching them yet. However... If the skin had healed around it... Would it still grow over? Ah, questions of the vampires that she would have to unravel later. her shoulders and arms were exposed to view as well, onlt a thin litttle black ribon with a silver bead in the center accented her outfit.

She thought it was cute at least which was why she didn't want to wear anything else.

"You ever been here before Raven?" She asked, doubting though that he had. Well unless he was hunting of course. "It can be a fun place if you're with the right crowd."

An appreciative expression passed over Raven’s features as he finally saw Alexandra’s outfit fully. For a long moment he found his eyes tracing the always marvelous lines of her legs and then took a few moments more. That if any thing meant that he truly he did understand ‘attracting more attention’ but understanding doesn’t always breed tolerance and any and all unwanted attention would be dealt with, severely.

Raven knew Alexandra always had more tolerance of mortals than he did, so he’d control himself, but if problems arose. Well he’d just focus on controlling himself.

Raven crossed bare arms then, the red vines and markings standing out brilliantly against the ivory of his skin, a sharp and near affirmation of the untamed crimson that fell to his shoulders. His expression was thoughtful then at Alexandra’s question and statement. He gave her a soft shrug.

“Never, sans a hunt or two I believe.” His voice was casual and level, despite the throngs of humanity all about. They were loud in his ears, and yet he might as well have been alone for all the notice he gave anything but Alex’s voice. Raven’s focus could be unbreakable at times, his control iron clad. That is save when his eyes drifted over his fledgling once again and he brought another pleased expression to his often stoic visage.

“I’m not one for crowds truly. Too many mortals make for too many possibilities… But I am glad none the less to be here with you.”

He looked about then.

“So what is it that so many mortals…people, flock here for?” He asked then, eyes the color of fresh spring grass, vibrant with inquiry if not true curiosity.

As Alex watched him look her over she grinned and moved closer. She slid her arms on his shoulders and leaned her head in towards his neck. With all the other people around his scent seemed to get lost in the others. But she wanted to smell only him, just for that shiver of delight that passed through her body.

Her nose traced along the skin of his neck, the tip brushing ever so slightly. She was hungry for him... She had been hungry for him for a long time. She had had tastes of him before, but tonight she would take her fill. She even let her lips trail along the cool skin of her sire, her love, kissing softly. "Tonight... All my body will be yours... Do to with as you please..." She promised him in a soft, sensual message to his mind. But with that said she slid away from him with a naughty little grin.

What did mortals come here to do? "The same thing we're here for... To feed an appitite that food and water cannot quench. Whether it be drinking... Dancing... They come to find one night stands..." With her little grin in place she slipped into the corwded dance floor, beconing Raven to follow.

And with in seconds Alex had her victim. Not to feed her desire for blood, but the need for contact.

He was nearly wrapped around her in seconds, a man, looking for someone to take home for a night, was behind her, his hands just below her hips, running along her thighs, even under her skirt every now and again. They were moving to the music, their bodies pressed together as he kissed along the back of her neck. His hungry hands were now moving all over her body after a moment. But of course, this was all her doing. She wanted him to do this and was directing his mind.

Oh, what would dear Raven do to the poor man? She hoped that if anything he watched and learned a moment before cutting in. Oh, what she would give for the feeling of his hands against her skin...

The sensation at Raven’s throat did not immediately vanish, nor did the scent, sharp and appealing in his nose. Emerald eyes took in Alexandra’s naughty smile and yet even as he did, Raven shifted just a bit, lightly on his heavily booted feet. Truth be told it took more control than he would admit not to follow his Alexandra and more control still to keep his eyes from a smoldering and passionate crimson. Mortals would hardly be understanding or even ignorant of such.

But in the end Raven kept his place as his smile was wry if a bit razor sharp with considerable fangs. He listened then as she spoke and nodded understanding though he moved forward to follow her even as his own mental message slid into her consciousness, even before her beckoning gesture.

“I understand, though a one night stand is hardly my desire…” His voice was soft and edged with passionate desire, but it held something else as well, a promise.

Raven did indeed enjoy Alexandra’s promise that even then still mingled with his thoughts, but that was hardly his focus. One way or another his pleasure would come, for himself the ancient vampire carried little consideration. This night belong to his fledgling and he made no move, simply watched as she moved to the dance floor.

When the mortal arrived at her side, there was a sharp pang of annoyance. It disappeared as soon as he realized what was going on. He watched carefully then, watched and learned as only the immortal learn with keen senses and mind. And he watched for a long moment before the tap of his boots on the dance floor were consumed by the rampant music and the near primal beat that urged mortals on in their nightly pursuits.

She felt the irritation from Raven the moment she felt his eyes on her. Perfect...

Opening her eyes she looked at him and for a moment her fangs showed, her eyes flashed crimson at him. Crimson for desire as she pressed back even closer against the human... His hands were wandering her body possessivly, and she was enjoying every moment of it. She would probably end up killing the man at the end of the night... So she would let him enjoy it while he could.

"Are you watching my love..." She said with a soft whisper in his mind. "This... This is why I come to the clubs. To feel alive and feel a high better than blood..." Yes... This was what she wanted... Well for now.

Later on there was so much more she wanted. But not from this man... From Raven.

"You gonna cut in here or what... You're just gonna let this human touch me like he owns me?" She said in his mind temptingly, as if to provoke him.

There was no hurry in his steps, no expression on his face, save a slow and settling amusement and yet even as he walked more than a few dancers made way, glancing at eyes like spring as they studied the Alexandra carefully. Raven looked at her the way a man in the desert looks at an oasis. Nothing else mattered right then, not the crowds, not the mortal with his wandering hands. No there was nothing else.

“I am watching…Alexandra.” He assured her then, his mental voice an equal whisper to her own. “I can see the appeal.”

Raven walked on then and the slight amusement on his face sharpened to bare fangs. And when his voice echoed in Alexandra’s consciousness again, it held a bit of black mirth.

“I could keep him from touching you again…” It was a rather sharp threat, which brought more than a few harsh images to mind. Raven was rather well experienced at taking hands off.

But when finally he reached his fledgling that black mirth was gone, replaced by annoyance. As things were, Raven simply looked at the mortal as he moved beside Alexandra to wrap and arm around her shoulders and bring her body away from exploring hands. Raven didn’t bother to waste words on the man or even a glare. If he had a problem with the other’s action, well he was more than free to express them. Raven could take him apart in any sense of those words and he doubted the mortal so ignorant as to not realize it. Even if he was, he’d die. No problem, one way or another.

“No one owns you, Alexandra my love.” He whispered aloud then against the nearest skin that his lips could reach.

She grinned a fanged grin as she felt Raven's arms around her. She turned into his arms quickly and opened crimson rimmed eyes, the blue and red mixing mysteriously. "Mmm... But I am all yours my love." She murmured with a grin. Her body continued to move with the music as her lips met his. But her kiss was interupted as she felt a rough hand grab her and pull her away from Raven.

Her eyes opened wide as she saw the man from before. there was a fear in her eyes, not for herself of course, but him.

"Hey shortie! What gives you the right to cut in huh?" He said with a glare at Raven. "I was with her first."

Alex shrugged her shoulders to get his hands off of her, but then he grabbed her around her waist and pulled her back towards him. "You're staying with me sweetheart. I can give you a hell of a lot more than that fucked up bastard could." Alex could smell the alcohol on his breath, but held her own. "Raven... Don't... Don't lose yourself... He's drunk." She said quickly.

"Look you drunken oaf. I wouldn't have gone with him if I didn't want to be with him." She said, trying to reason with the man. He was bigger than raven of course, about 6'0" or so, maybe 200 pounds. But of course he wasn't a vampire. A vampire wouldn't have dared try to pull her away from Raven.

"Oh come on sexy... You can't be serious. You don't know what you're missing with me, I can show you a great time." He said as he began to move his hands along her body again, kissing at her neck. "You couldn't handle me boy... So no need to even try." She said as she tried to pull away. She could get away if she really tried, but of course she couldn't use her vampiric powers in this place without rasing questions and eyebrows.

"Any suggestions my love?" She asked softly. "Besides killing or mutilating him of of curse..."

“No killing or mutilating…even after that shortie comment?” Raven asked, with a false mental pout.

It didn’t match the almost nasty smile that blossomed on his features. There was no humor in that expression at all. No, there was pure brutality in that look, eyes as black as pitch or perhaps an absolute crimson, at least they appeared that way for a moment as the lighting played shadows across Raven's features. When light hit them though those eyes shone with a brilliant emerald sheen that most in the vicinity might have recognized as unnatural that was had they not all suddenly turned attention to the altercation itself.

Raven could feel eyes burning hot lines up and down his body. There was still that incessant pounding pulse of the music and still there were those that still danced, but it was obvious that something was going on. And that of course meant bouncers. All around the room men of varying sizes and builds communicated through a system of glances and gestures.

It was when one of these men came forward that Raven realized that Alexandra was right, he could not harm the man, at least not in an open show of force. Not like he wanted to anyway. Still no harm in a diversion of sorts, well you could call it a diversion.

Moving forward, Raven didn’t make a grand production of it, but the heavy soles of his boots came down with a thud, the mortal groping at Alexandra was attached to the toes underneath the right one.

There was a sharp sound that followed and Raven’s smile was still firmly in place as he said.

“Yes. I’ll be his target. Drink heats the blood, but dulls the senses.” There was amusement in his mental voice then. “Besides, better I than you my fledgling. Fewer would question my harm to him than yours…”

"Oh, I could handle a dame like you." He said as he pulled her closer.

"Dude. Just let me go. Or you're gonna be in for a world-a hurten." She said with a slight growl.

"Ohh... gotta fiesty one here don't we." He said with a laugh.

But his laugh was cut short by a sharp cry of pain, for this was when Raven's boot came down on his foot. Alex of course had to be careful to keep her own feet out of the way, but the moment his arms let go of her she fled quickly into Raven's arms with a smirk.

"What the fuck!" He glared at the two.

"Didn't I tell you you'd get hurt? And I also stated that I was with him."

"You stupid bitch. I could give you things that you aint ever gonna get no where else!" He said sharply, moving forward slightly. "Especialy not from that freak." He spat.

Alex shook her head and leaned back in to Raven. "Look you drunk idiot. You've prollaly had so many beers you can't even get it up. Why would I want a guy who can't even please a woman?" She gave Raven a little nudge. "Come me love, let's go somewhere where the idiots aren't quite as drunk." She said, hoping to be lost in the crowd before things got even worse. The man was speachless now, so it was a good time to leave.

Raven's eyes darkened for a moment as he regarded what he had come to think of as a considerable nuisance and a part of him was very ready to be done with the man. Raven’s finger tips tingled with the urge of his nails to extend. It was as easy as a simple collapse of control, a slip and then a single gesture; he could rend the man asunder in a flash so quick that mortal eyes could hardly follow.

But of course, immortal eyes could and would. Raven cared nothing for whom or what else might be following their own pursuits among the throng of moral masses, instead he cared only for Alexandra and it was she that had served to keep this mortal alive until now. Raven wasn’t hungry, but two victims in one night was hardly beyond his capacity, still it was of Alexandra he thought of as he embraced her newly returned form in his arms, offering the man a wry grin.

The ancient vampire then listened as Alexandra spoke and when finally she nudged him he nodded and followed her lead, though not before slow and dark words fell heavy from his lips.

“You’d be surprised what I could offer her.” Raven boasted; his voice heavy with more unspoken threat than any arrogance on his behalf. “I would offer her anything. If there is anything of value to her in this world then I would see her have it. Even if it were something… so trivial as your life.”

Raven’s gaze was darker than it had been then, even moments before when it had been obscured by shadows. Then he smiled again and it was a mockery of amusement, hard and stoic at its core.

“But if you so much as refer to her as anything short of the treasure that she is…I would have her hate me than allow you one more breath.”

Indeed was it a good time to leave and Raven followed as Alexandra led the way.

The two moved back into the crowd, a grin on her face as the man watched them disappere. Alex hoped for his sake he didn't try anything else that night... She might not be able to control Raven if he did... But Raven could control himself. He was strong and powerful, but he knew how too keep it in check, even when he didn't want to.

Away from trouble now she turned to face him, a wicked little grin on her face.

"Now... Now my love..." Alexmurmured as she pressed her body close against his. "What was that you saying about just what you could offer me..." She kissed him wantonly before turning as her body away as she began to once more move with the music of the club.

"Wisper those sweet promises in my mind... Let me hear all those pleasentires" She whispered in his mind as she moved her body against his in the provocitave, agressive way that everyone else was dancing. This was her element really... She enjoyed it and she always would. She was a big city girl and there was no way that she could ever change that. Night life, passion and instinct... Those were the things she followed... She was born to be a vampire, this was the life for her and there was nothing that would make her want to give it up.

She shared her thoughts with Raven as she let the music move through her, as if it were taking over her body, directing her and guiding her... This was her life...

“I’d whisper those and many more, my fledgling.” Raven’s mental voice replied as his lips tingled with the last of their kiss.

Raven followed Alexandra’s lead closely, if only to avoid another incident or so he told himself. In truth he yearned for her. Raven had watched her with the mortal and even if the man raised his ire and would receive no quarter should they meet again, Raven understood his jealousy.

Alexandra was a beauty straight from his dreams. He remembered once she had spoke of more beautiful women and now his reply was as it had been then.

“Truly you are a wonder to me…” He whispered, a soft expression across her consciousness. “I would give you all that I own. Mind, body, and soul, my fledgling.”

A part of him yearned beyond reason to touch her, to fold her in his arms and make a slow exploration of the line of her throat. He could almost taste her flesh, feel it under his finger tips, smell and listen to the flow of blood in her veins. Raven’s eyes were near crimson slits when finally he instead simply took in the passionate figure she made and moved to likewise match the music that opened in his keen senses, flowing through him.

“I would give you this night, every night, as long as we might both live…I love you so Alexandra.” He whispered then, his body moving against hers.

She could almost feel his lips at her throat... The way he longed to touch her... She could feel his passion and desire as if it were something tangible... As if it were a whole seperate entity from Raven...

Her body moved against his still as she heard his voice in her mind... Entoxicating, making her want more of him... His words were wrapping around her mind as his hands wrapped around her skin, making her nearly tremble with anticipation and longing.

"And I you..." She whispered in turn. "Everything I am... Is everything you have made... I owe you my life... My joy... My soul..." Alex's hands moved back to rest on his hips, caressing them slightly as they moved together with the music. After so long of hating him though she had never met him... Hating how he had left her alone to suffer in darkness... She knew the joy of having a sire... Having a light... A life that had created her.

How such strong hate could turn into such a deep love... She didn't understand... But perhaps understanding was the key... She had not understood why he had left her... She had not understood why he created her... but once she knew... Once she understood her own past... How could she not put it behind her? He only brought her pleasure... He would never hurt her... He was a love like she would never find in a millenia.

Sure there was lust... They were both creatures of passion and lust... But there was love, and trust there... For no other man would she have held herself for. Alex had told Raven that if she couldn't have him, she wouldn't take anyone, and she had held true with that promise... So long had she wated for him... He was the only one she wanted any more, only he would ever be able to satisfy her hunger.

"I love you..." She whispered in return. Even the voice of her mind was breathy, full of desire.

There was a soft and enduring desire in Raven’s eyes as he moved to the music and kept pace with Alexandra. She intoxicated him, pure and simple. And even as they moved he could only draw slow breaths taking in the scents on her skin. The first left a bit of a bad taste in his mouth, the scent of mortal. That mortal to be exact. Raven could not blame him for what had happened, never that he’d been smitten by Alex, but that did not resolve the fury he felt, that rippled through his muscles as easily as the music’s rhythm seemed to. But even as he felt this, Raven’s senses still studied his fledgling and his rage cooled almost instantly at the next smell, that of blood and of the hunt.

His nose confirmed what she had said earlier about the coat. The scent of blood was faint, but enticing. It mixed and matched with the scent of a mortal woman, no doubt the source of Alexandra’s coat, but was nothing against the scent that next tickled the back of his throat.

Beneath everything else there was the scent of her, that which was Alexandra. She smelled sweet in a way that no perfume ever could, sharp and tangy, like fresh picked herbs with just a touch of wilderness and the predator that he knew she could be. She could be so many things, was so many things. Truly a child of this world and its ever changing faces. She made Raven proud, perhaps more than she knew and yet as much as lust burned through him, so too was there a longing that had little to do with the flesh. The kind satisfied by the smiles she gave him or even the joy that he could feel at the edges of her mind. It made him sorry for what he had put her through with her birth into the blood and beyond. Oh, how he loved her so.

Wrapping an arm about her waist, he pressed his chest to her back as his free hand moved to caress her hair away from her right ear as he leaned close.

“You are what you have made yourself.” He whispered then. His lips slid closer then. “And I could not be more proud, my fledgling.”

Alex wanted to turn to him, to kiss him deeply and loose herself in his arms. But she couldn't. She was enjoying this primal contact too much to simply let herself break it.

She felt him pull her closer and her movement slowed. She couldn't help it really, the pause as she felt his lips at her ear, the brush of his hand to clear the hair away from the side of her face. Her head leaned by itself to the side, wanting more than those little whispers.

"Raven..." She whispered, a mischevious grin on her face, a longing in her voice. "Do not tease me... Or else I shall get angry..." She murmured to him. And he knew that she would. Alex hated being teased more than anything and she would take swift action to correct the injustice.

"But no... It is because of you I am this way. Everything I am... I have you to thank for it."

Ah... What the hell.. She was tired of waiting for what she wanted to come to her.

Turning around Alex pressed herself close to her love, her sire, and took what she wanted. Namely at this point in time, his lips. She kissed Raven passionatly, her hands wrapping around his neck to pull him close. "I love you so much Raven... She whispered, enjoying the telepathy so the kiss remained unbroken.

As I you…my fledgling. Raven’s own mental voice replied in a whispered promise, his hands wrapping about her wrists and tracing the length of her arms. Raven’s fingers were careful, if not for the sharpness of each of his nails, then for the softness of the skin his finger tips absorbed. Every time he was close he was torn with his Alexandra.

There was lust, but how he did love her. Something so mundane and perhaps annoying as a gathering of mortals, did not fail to interest and capture him.

Raven kissed her, slow and savoring. A part of him was a bit pleased with himself, that smug part of him that had a mental laugh and yet even as he did another part gave a silent apology as his eyes met hers.

I tease only because I could not help myself… He whispered across her consciousness. His palm pressed against her cheek. I’m sorry.

Alex pulled away from the kiss with a grin.

"You better be sorry... Otherwise I might be forced to do somethings that you won't nessicarily like..." She could tease too of course and it would probably be worse for him. And if just as a demonstration of what she meant her lips moved towards his neck. Her fangs had grown enough just for him to feel them as she sucked softly at his pale skin.

Her hands even were joining in on her version of fun, running down his chest, her nails scratching along his shirt. Just a little more presure from her teeth and she could taste his blood ever so slightly... Just a few delicious and burning drops...

Her tongue ran over the little pinpricks quickly, closing up the holes. But she did this again and again. She bit him ever so gently, wantonly, taking only a little taste of blood before closing the bites back up and continuing elsewhere on his neck. Her hands settling on his hips wanted to do more, but she made them wait patiently. After all, they were in public still, and where as kissing was acceptible, but of course just what she wanted to do... Well that would have to wait until they were behind closed doors.

Alex didn't mind really, but she had little desire to cause a scene here. After all, she wanted to be able to come back to her stopming grounds. Well more so her hunting grounds.

Indeed he was sorry, in fact he felt himself more apologetic by the moment. Raven’s fangs never truly left him, they were sharp and drastic even at the best of times and yet he tasted blood instantly as he closed his eyes against Alexandra’s assault at his throat. More than that, he closed his eyes against the feel of her hands on his skin and the desperate want that bloomed in his skin with every caress and every bite.

Where she tasted him, he felt her. That slight minute prick as her fangs breached his skin again and again, her tongue closing them. It set a growl in his throat and more than a touch of crimson in his eyes, especially when her hands finally found purchase.

It seemed indeed that it was worst for him, though of course that would have been if he hadn’t so thoroughly enjoyed himself. Running his fingers through her hair, a soft laugh breathed along her skin.

“I am sorry.” He said again, a wry smile.

As she nipped at his throat she could feel the growl... That animalistic lust that seemed to seeth just below the surface of both of them. And the growl from him only urged her on, her bites becoming harsher, stronger, bringing out the animal in her. Her body was eager for him, and it was only the human and civilized part of her that prevented her from taking what she now wanted.

Controling herself though, she pulled her lips away as she heard his words.

"I can do worse my dearest Raven..." She whispered over the music into his ear. "I could have you begging... I've done so before my love..." She pulled away with a wicked little grin and slipped off through the crowds towards the bar, hoping of course that Raven would follow. She wasn't really thirsty of course, she just happened to like the tase of alcohol. Well, most alcohols ayway.

Finding two open stools she slid herself into one of them, feeling the cold touch of the metal on the back of her legs. Only bad things about short skirts...

"Hey sweetie. This seat taken?" And without even waiting for an answer another young man approached her, taking the open eat that she had intended for Raven. She glared harshly at him before responding coldly.

"Yes it is dumbass... And even if it wasn't I wouldn't want to sit next to you and smell your disgusting body oder all night." Wasn't it wonderful to be a vampire? No sweating either. Thus no need for deoderent... She never needed to shave... Oh it was wonderful.

"Gee sweet thing. I've never heard a mouth like that on such a pretty thing." He said, though he didn't seem to be moving at all. "You sure I can't buy you a drink or something?"

"Yes I'm sure... And if you don't leave soon I'm sure my fiance won't be too happy to see you here." Why were human men so stupid? Grossly incompitent... And they smelt hidious... Sweat and dirt and oils... It made her wrinkle her sensitive nose in disgust.

“Indeed you could make me beg.” He replied, unashamed. In fact by the expression that passed his face just then, he seemed more amused than anything else. It was hardly a laughing manner and truth be told few things other than his fledgling could get an honest laugh out of Raven. Yet wasn’t she a wonderful thing, and his smile was sharp as it came, just barely obscuring fangs.

He followed her then, his pace not quite as fast, more considering and perhaps more than a few calming breaths in between. It was true, Alexandra did get to him, and she got to him quite unlike anything else in his memory.

He trailed her by sight and by scent finally to the bar, despite all the mortals crowded close and their almost drowning scents. A sensitive noise truly is not always a blessing. And then the scent of one mortal in particular would not leave his senses as Raven turned a gaze rife with annoyance in his direction.

Raven didn’t increase his pace despite the impulse. In fact he slowed, if only because Alexandra’s words reached him as soon as she spoke. There was so much noise truly, but he heard her inside and outside of his mind. She was all that mattered to him about this night from the very beginning and that had not changed, even a thousand crowds could not change that.

He moved with slow, measured movements then as he approached. His gaze met Alexandra’s over the man’s shoulder and his smile was less amused than it had been before. And a strong hand was suddenly on the man’s shoulder, the pressure wasn’t much, a simple warning. Then the voice followed suit.

“I believe; my sweet thing has made her decision.” He said coolly, deceptively so as he used the man’s own words against him while staking his claim as clearly as any other predator might, without a baring of teeth or fang..

"Huh?" The guy turned his head as he felt the hand on his shoulder. Alex had tried to warn him, so she didn't feel any sympathy. But it turned out this one seemed to be smarter, or at least not as drunk as the other one. Besides, she could have been lying just to get rid of him. That wasn't the case, but oh well.

As the man sized Raven up he gave a light nod. "Cool. Sorry dude." He didn't feel like getting into a fight even if the guy didn't look like much. He gave Alex a second look over before turning away and heading to another seat down the bar.

Alexandra gave a shrug as he was out of the way now. "Sorry. Can't help it my love. Men have always been like that with me." She grinned. "And you should know, you too were pulled in by my charm." She pointed out. "Now, get over here and sit down Raven." She beconed with a finger and a little lick of her lips.

Raven watched the mortal leave, even as he listened to Alexandra. And when he was finally sure that his would be usurper was gone, his expression softened just a bit as he regarded his fledgling. He moved toward her, his smile becoming wry as he then moved toward the evacuated seat as he sat pulling himself up onto the stool.

“Indeed,” He said simply, his eyes flowing over her, beginning low and going slow. His gaze lingered however, longest on her face and the eyes that shone so brightly that it was like a jab to his heart. “Though, I’m attracted by all your charms…even the ones not so keen to the eye.” It wasn’t the eyes, so much as the woman behind them that made his blood burn most intensely, and his expression had hardly changed as he whispered.

“Now can I buy you a drink?” Emerald eyes held just the slightest touch of amusement as his voice made it a slow, seductive offer. One that might not have sounded completely trustworthy had it been from a stranger…

"Oh, I never said what sort of charm my dear." She smiled slyly. "Some men see different things, so it does not do to name one or the other."

Turnign around she leaned back against him, laying her head on his shoulder in an affectionate manner. "But of course you can buy me a drink. If that's what you really want to do." His question hadn't seemed completely trustworthy even to her ears.. There was that hint of wild expectations and basic ferocity that came to her mind. But it didn't scare her, rather, it sent shivers of excitment and expectation down her spine.

Tonight... Tonight they would be able to have what they truly wanted, to enjoy each other in the way that they had been made to.

And with that thought, an ache began to rise in her body, a wanton desire that was always there that she had to ignore for so long now. Why had she decided to tourture herelf here? Why hadn't she told him to simply meet her at her apartment tonight and bypass all this useless-

It was only a little longer... She had waited months and months already after finding him, and decades before she had found him. She could wait another hour or so couldn't she? Of course.

But her hands couldn't. They were reaching down his legs and running up his thighs in an eager manner, as if trying to tell him what she wanted. Like he already didn't know just what she wanted. After all, every naughty little thought in her mind she shared with him, just to tease him some more. "I think I'll have a pomagrante martini... Yes, that sounds good."

“Indeed you didn’t.” He replied, smile still wry. “I just have very little faith in the depth of my would be competitors.”

The truth had never come easier. If Raven worried about anything it was himself that posed the most problems with his relationship to Alexandra. The two mortals that had come and gone had been nothing more than annoyances. The first perhaps more though than the second, causes for attention, but there had been no worry, no jealousy in those confrontations. Raven wasn’t sure he could be jealous where his love was concerned. He had neither the right nor the compulsion. As he’d said before, he came from a very different world.

Still he had no thoughts but her as she leaned back into him, he snaked an arm about her waist to support her. At the same time he caught the gaze of the bartender. He was a young man, looked too young to be serving drinks truth be told. Then again there was a certain agelessness to him that could have put him anywhere from seventeen to his late twenties.

“Pomagrante Martini.” Raven said simply, he didn’t trust himself to say more, not with the things Alexandra was doing.

She could feel the tension running through Raven as she caressed him. Giving a little wink to the bartender she moved her head to see Raven's face. "What's the matter my dear..." She very nearly purred with a satisfaction. "You seem a little wound up at the moment..."

Alexandra loved the effect that she had on him. It was intoxicating... The strength and control she had over this powerful man. Knowing that she could make him burn and tense...

She sat up though, drawing her hand along the inside of his thigh as the tender brought her the martini. "Thank you pet..." Alex murmured with a smile at the Tender before turning to Raven again.

Sipping at the blood red concoction she let her eyes for the breifest moment that she knew only Raven would catch. She had been learning to control that little power he had helped her discover a few weeks ago and was getting the hang of that. It was rather simple actually... Just let her lust take over... And right now there was plenty of pure emotion to go around.

"Would you care for a sip Raven?" She asked, holding the glass out to him.

Raven’s expression was unreadable for a moment then and finally the stoic mask dissolved at least around the edges as smirk worked its way across his features. He reached into his pocket and lay bill on the bar. The tender looked at if for a moment, but not long and he looked as if he might say something, something Raven cut off with a quick.

“Keep it.”

Raven didn’t have much use for it one way or another. He knew the value and importance of money, it was just during his existence it had hardly applied to him and even now it was hardly a concern. Instead his attention was firmly fixed on Alexandra. Indeed, she could make him burn and it was will alone that had emerald colored eyes watching her as she sipped her drink.

At the shift in her eyes, his form suddenly tensed. Alexandra was right he’d been tense before, but now all pretexts faded away, his own eyes held just a touch of the crimson that could bleed into his gaze.

“I’m wound up, as you say, because you’ve made me that way.” He said, “But then I find I love it so, my fledgling…”

His smile then showed the slightest glint of fang and he took the glass from her. Sitting it on the bar in front of him he then crossed his hands over the glass as one of his nails nicked his arm. It wasn’t much certainly not enough to draw attention, but it deposited his blood into the drink. A trick Alexandra herself had showed him and he sipped it sparingly after he’d mixed it.

The taste was surprising, another new experience, but he added a bit more of himself casually to the glass before holding it back to her.

“Thank you, Alexandra.”

Alex of course paid no more attention to the bartender after she had her drink. What use was he besides giving her drinks? He had done that and she probably wouldn't want another for a while.

A laciviouis grin parted her lips as she saw what he did... As she smelt the blood of her sire and lover in the air... "Oh... What man doesn't love the attention of a beautiful woman..." She purred as she leaned towards hin again. But after he took a sip of the drink she turned to lean back into him once more...

Swirling the drink as she picked it up again she ran her nose over the top of her glass. Yes... She could smell his blood in the drink...

Closing her eyes lazily as she sipped at her drink she settled against him. Raven's blood made the burn of the Vodka even stronger... So delicious... But instead of the burn and tingle of the alcohol runnign through her body... It was an ache of desire and the burn of passion that ran through her veins.

"Absolutly delicious..." She murmured with a smile.

His own smile was a bit lascivious then and he slipped his arm about her shoulders as he was the one to lean against her this time. Raven put his head against her shoulder, his nose sliding along the strap of her top, inhaling the scent of her skin and the blood that flowed quickly beneath the surface.

“No man could resist.” He whispered then, his voice breathy across her skin. Then his voice spoke in her mind, just as full of passion and desire as it had been before.

“No man can resist the right beautiful woman’s attention, my fledgling.”

His arm at her shoulder shifted then and the palm of Raven’s hand slid along her back in a caressing line until it began falling, ending with his hand on the hip opposite him. Raven simple held her like this for a long moment, enjoying the scent flooding his senses and the bodily presence that set his skin aflame.

The touch of his hand against her back sent pleasent shivers of excitement once more down her back.

"No real man anyway. Well... Unless he is truly in love." She said with a grin. But there were more... important things to talk about now.

"Where should we go after this Raven?" She asked as if simply making conversation. "Would you rather go to your place or mine?" Alex took another sip of her drink, a slight moan escaping her lips. Oh how she wanted to taste his blood... to take it like liquid fire from his veins. "Because I don't think I want to wait much longer..." The brush of his breath against her skin... The fire that she felt so very keenly.

Setting the glass down Alex turned to face him. Her fingers brushed his cheek, falling along his neck and as her hand fell, her eyes turned crimson. "I've waited too long for us to make love... Too long for you to ravage me." She whispered in their minds as she leaned in to kiss him hungrely. "I waited so long for you to make me scream with pleasure." Her hand was caressing his thigh softly, nothing like the agressive wanton thoughts she was sharing with him.

But she was sure he would agree with all she had said. He would want all the same things that she did.

Raven felt the flush of his own eyes as soon as his lips met Alexandra’s, her thoughts flooding his mind until he almost swam in her very consciousness. So close were they, physically and mentally that he didn’t even bother to open his lips as their kiss ended that was except for the sudden urge he had to press them against the skin so close to his own.

He kissed at her skin, starting first at her lips then trailing down her jaw line to the pulse in her throat until he could barely keep fangs from grazing along the soft flesh where blood played fastest.

“You make it very hard to thing…Alexandra.” He said at last, the best he could answer her question for a moment. Then closing his eyes against the sensation at his thigh finally he managed to speak or rather think.

He traced careful fingers along the enticing hand upon him, he traced it to the arm and beyond, following caresses with a light kisses, even as a lascivious grin worked it’s way across his features.

“Your place.”

When Raven broke the kiss she sighed as ifshe had needed to catch her breath. But no sooner had she done that did it turn into a moan and then a purr of satisfactoin. Her head leaned back, allowing him access to her throat. She very nearly begged him to bite.. To let her feel that delicious pain. But that was not for here or now.

"That'll work..." She murmured in his mind.

When her eyes opened after a moment, they were again a cool blue. The smile on her face was one most unusual to the situation as it would be nearly unreadible to anyone but Raven. There was excitement of course, and expectation. But there was also a childlike delight, as if she were a little girl being alowed to have a peice of candy... Or a new toy.

Granted she never really thought of Raven as a toy.

"Well... Why don't I grab my coat... And we'll head home." She said cheerfully. "How does that sound my love?" She said as she slipped off the stool, slipping behind Raven and snaking her arms around his neck.

Raven’s expression was a bit more demure that is if you could imagine a man on fire demure. Crimson eyes slowly bled back to the color of spring while his skin felt like summer. He followed her with his gaze until she’d moved behind him and yet as her arms wrapped about him he relaxed at least enough to capture one the hands she dangled and press a soft kiss along its knuckles.

Holding that hand, he smiled.

“That sounds like music to my ears, my fledgling.” His voice was a smooth tenor, sharp with the desire he felt and yet all alight with open admiration and perhaps just a bit of appreciation.

His hand ran along her arms then and he pressed another kiss along her hand, this time letting it flow all the way to her finger tips.

“I love you, Alexandra.” He whispered once more in her mind.

She smiled as he kissed at her hand. He seemed to be much more patient about this whole thing than she was... That was something that indeed baffled her. But no matter.

Alex gave him a sharp but playful nip on the hear as she leaned her head close. "Well if it sounds like such music. Why do you sit here still then?" She asked. "Wouldn't you like to hear a different sort of music my love?" She asked with a little grin as she slid away from him, her heals making little clicking noises as she went to reclaim her new coat.

Her whole body was electrified now. The excitement coursing through her veins, the promise of what was to come so very soon... The unrelenting ache that her body held for him would be touched, would finaly be satisfied completely before returning again. She could only immagine what it would be like, truely. And though she had been with many other men before, she knew it would not be like it had been with them. For raven was unlike any other man that she had ever been with.

After retreaving her coat she was waiting for Raven near the entrance. He shouldn't have been too far behind really...

Raven gave a weary sigh as he watched Alexandra go. He realized his behavior might have been a bit strange, but he sat for a long moment gathering himself. He wanted her so badly, so very badly, and that was a part of his problem. Getting to his feet, he followed or rather paced out a few steps in the direction Alexandra had gone. He wanted desperately to follow, to hurry to her rooms and devour her. But there was doubt in the pit of his stomach, doubt that he could control himself as he had been. He wanted her, but not at the expense of her safety.

Raven loved his fledgling too much for such foolishness and yet she was ready and expectant. Even despite the crowd quickly filling the space between them he could catch her scent like a promise on the night air, thick and heavy, pulsating a rhythm in his veins and it made his fangs clench against themselves and his skin burn hot.

All of this was so much. He’d waited so long; still he had to be careful. He had to be in control.

Picking up speed as he moved through the mortals, Raven didn’t bother to even look at them, instead dodging around gyrating bodies and past the scent of blood, alcohol, and passion. He ignored it like a predator on the stalk, then just like that he was face to face with Alexandra once again and he felt his pulse increase. He had to be in control, he could not let his other nature, if even it could be called such a thing, get the better of him.

“Are you ready now, Alexandra?” He asked, his smile lascivious and making the sentence mean more than it did at first measure.

Alex had felt him coming and turned around just moments before he appered. "I've been ready since the moment we found each other..." She said with a hungry smile. She had been warned of the very thing Raven was afraid of now. Some vampiress had approached her about him in thie very bar... but she didn't remember it, after all they were just a bunch of dirty lies. She knew Raven would never hurt her. He loved her too dearly for anything like that and would do everything in his power to keep her safe and happy.

She held out her arm to Raven as they headed out of the club together. After all, they had other places to be that were, in her oppinion, much more important.

Alex had been waiting for this for so long... To feel the strength of his body ravage her until the sun rose in the sky... Then falling asleep in his arms only to rise with wonderful memories. Her thoughts were shared with Raven of course, for she hid nothing from him. Why did she need to anyway? She had wanted someone for so long who knew her so intimatly... Inside and outside, who knew her mind and heart... And Raven already knew her better than anyone...

"I love you so much Raven... More than anyone else will ever know... And nothing will be able to change that." She said quietly. He was the only one who would ever know just how much she loved him... No one, not even Kie, would know just how deep and strong her love for him was.

Now it seemed as if she only wanted the sex... But that would never be the case... She wanted to feel them connected in the way they were meant to be. Even though they were seperated by so many years... He had found her... And that should have been proof enough they belonged together. It was in Alexandra's mind.