The beat of music...

The smell of sweat...

The taste of hunger...

It wasn't Livy's first time at a Rave. Not by any means. Her first one had been when she was only fourteen, and it was a part of her life that she would never give up, no matter what happened. She had done ecstasy, weed, even a little coke, but that was what kept her in with the criminal world. That was her link for information. But it was also her link to fun.

Though she was hardly there for work tonight.

Dressed in very little, a black tube top that showed more than it covered, and a tiny denim scrap of fabric at her waist that pretended to be a skirt. Her body was slightly slick with sweat, hers, other people who were dancing against her in the crowd... She wasn't trying to attract attention, she was trying to keep cool.

Livy's heart was racing, pounding to the music, her body moving along naturally to the beat. She was right at home in the crowd of dancers, moving against one guy now who had his arms at her waist. She could feel his excitement as he pulled her against him, and though part of her was afraid, another part relished the sensation and pressed back against him. He would be gone soon, another man to take his place or to leave her dancing on her own.

But one dancing here was never alone.

The petite red-head made her way towards the edge of the crowd as the man moved away, and she made her way to the bar, panting heavily.

"Just some water please." She grinned. The man gave her a glass and she turned on the stool to watch the crowd, her heart still pounding as sipped first at the drink. But soon Olivia's body ached to be back out there... To be in the crowd again. And so tossing the rest of the glass back she made her way back into the crowd.

Dancing, moving, pressing, touching... The mass of bodies did not move as one, but the music controlled them... The music controlled her.

Dmitri had left his home as soon as the sun had set. He had headed straight to the rave stopping only for a quick feed. He was going to spend the night at the rave, distracting him and enjoying those bodies that simply moved with the blood pumping through them. Enough for him to find a girl and enjoy that sweet blood, perhaps even have some other sort of satisfied release.

He entered the rave and leaned against the bar. He wasn't very tall for a man, 5'8", but that was considered tall in his time and he was at ease. There was a sense of adventure around this man, he had traveled across the world.

For this evening of hunt and dance, for he would have to dance, he wore black pants and a dark blue shirt. He was dressed perhaps a little too chic, but he was comfortable and he knew that he would be able to catch any females eye. He was almost dangerous and his dark eyes scanned the crowd.

His eyes caught the sight of dark orange-reddish hair and he couldn't help being curious. Hair actually came in that color? As he tried to catch the hair color it vanished in the mass of other color hair. He wondered to who such a bright mane could belong to.

Livy gave a soft moan of enjoyment as a man ran his hands along her midriff. The sensations around her, the beat of the music, the smell of heated bodies were more than enough to give her the little high she always loved at these parties.

The same guy was kissing at her neck a moment later, pulling her body to him possessively. Livy let the man's hands wander over her hips, over her thighs even as she gave soft little murmurs of pleasure that were lost to the crowd. But the moment his hands tried going up her skirt, it was as if she vanished, leaving the man with a howl of pain, and possibly a toe or two broken.

So it wasn't nice. No guy put his hands there though without at least asking. And even then it was rare that she would let them touch her.

"Stupid men..." She muttered in her mind. "Can't keep their hands to themselves sometimes. All he had to do was ask..."

She found herself among a group of women now, ones that were simply dancing by themselves, not caring what may come to be in the next few hours but the music. She felt eyes on her... But she didn't let it get to her. It was probably that one stupid guy. He'd get over it, find a new chick to man handle.

But as one of the women began to rin her hands across her breasts Oliva didn't stop her. She could tell the woman was on a high of sorts, probably ecstacy, and well, she knew what that desire to touch and be touched was like, so instead of freaking out, Olivia began to return the favor, her hands laying light on the woman's waist as her hands caressed the girl's sides and back.

Why Olivia wasn't arresting her instead? Well she wasn't going to be a party pooper. She wasn't going to give up her secret little life just yet.

God... Why was it that it was so hard to find a man who wasn't so caveman like here? Why did she have to go to the women to get a bit of pleasure and enjoyment? But not many... Civilized men came to Raves... She should have known that...

Dmitri's eyes caught the flame colored hair again and he shifted to get a better look at the owner. She was a pretty little thing and was well built. Something about her told him that she had gotten some of her muscles from work. She wasn't the curvy woman he usually went for, but instead a small thing that was well built. She was definitely a female, that much was for sure.

He was curious about how could one's hair be so colorful, so bright. He hadn't met anything or anyone that could have been remotely interesting. His eyes never left her, perhaps this one could be more than a simple meal, she had perhaps more to offer. He would have to be a gentleman about it, he couldn't simply barge in there and disrupt the circle of women, she was dancing with. No men would try that, he respected women, they had their own rituals and he stayed away from those.

His eyes were one thing that never left her body. She knew how to dance too, it was like the woman could feel the dance and used it to her advantage. He could learn to love watching her dance, despite the woman that was touching her.

But the eyes never left her... They... They were watching her, she could feel them burning at her more than the heat from her dancing.

Livy tried to ignore the feeling, the knowledge that someone was watching her... But what if it was someone who knew her? Knew that she was an officer and...

That thought made her pull away from the woman, looking around with sharp eyes. It was only after a second she found him. A man... Much bigger than her. His skin light, but his features dark... His hair, his eyes his clothing... All dark... She had never seen him before, but something... Something about him made her heart begin to pound even faster.

Fear... It ran sharp in her. Was he IA? Was he spying on her to get her fired?

Olivia's green eyes went wide for a moment before she turned to push through the crowd, trying to get away from him. She had to get out of here, she had to call someone and get them to give an alibi for her... But who? Who could she call? She didn't know.

She wasn't moving quickly, but hidden by the crowd the man wouldn't be able to find her.

Dmitri was a little amused. Was she going to run away from him? He didn't think so. He stood up and followed her. He had smelled her fear even as far back as he had been and now was going to follow that scent.

He made his way through the crowd, finding her scent easily and not bothering anyone. It seemed that he found the path easily, though. He could see her flaming head off in the distance, but he was closing the gap quickly and once she was in reach, grabbed her to pull her back. It was gentle and he wasn't holding her that strongly. If she ran, she would send him into hunt mode and that was not something you would want to do. "Did I frighten you?" His voice was low and soft, a caress in her ear. "I would never do anything like that."

(OOC: If you value the life of your character, you won't make her flee...just thought that I'd mention that.)

((Heh heh, understood :) ))

Livy froze as she felt herself pulled against a strong man... It was him. She could tell by his arms, his clothing.

But as he spoke... her body melted against his. his voice was so silky... So intoxicating. He was holding her gently, and that was the key that told her he wasn't IA. They would have tackled her, held her tight if it had been a bust of sorts.

"If you didn't want to scare me... Why were you looking at me like that?" She asked as softly as she could with the loud music. She wasn't going to tell him why he had really frightened her, that would be stupid. "You looked like you wanted to eat me or something." She said with a little chuckle. But she wanted to hear him talk. Wanted to hear that smooth voice that aroused her body more than even the music.

Dmitri smiled, this was definitely better. He had almost felt her melt against him, this was definitely something he could get used to, besides she seemed to respond to him in an almost only physical way. Yet something told him, that her brain was listening to him.

He wrapped arms around her waist and kept his mouth close to her ear. "To watch you dancing on the floor, the way you were dancing was simply mesmerizing. It was like you were transforming the music into something more. It was amazing to watch."

A small grin played on his face. "Well I'm sure that you would be simply delicious if I did eat you." If she did turn to look at him, she would only see amusement on his face, because that was what he felt. He was in a good mood, surprisingly.

It was like his voice, not only his arms, wrapped around her. She could feel his hands against the skin of her stomach.

"Watching me dance huh?" She grinned. "I'm not that good of a dancer darling. So don't even think about trying to flatter me. I'm immune to it until I've had three drinks, and so far, I've only had one." She said as she turned around with a grin. She began to pull away from him with a sly smile, out of his arms.

"You wanna try again?" She beaconed him back into the crowd, already starting to dance again as she did so. If he really wanted a shot, he'd follow her into the crowd. Follow her and show her just what he could do to her.

Dmitri smiled. "Perhaps I see something that you don't, then. Something that would catch any man's eye. You caught mine anyway." She had in more way that one, the dancing and the brilliant hair, you couldn't really miss her in a crowd.

He watched her as she moved away and she really didn't have to ask if he was going to follow, he wanted to know where this would lead. He followed her into the crowd and his eyes never left her face. Once he deemed that they were deep enough in the crowd he grabbed her and turned until her back was against his front. "Shall I show you what I can do?" His voice had that soft velvety quality and was soft in her ear.

Olivia grinned as he pulled her close, held her tight.

Her arms moved over her head, caressing his cheeks first, down to his neck and shoulders. It was good that he was so much taller than her, she could do things like that to touch him even in this position.

"Caught your eye did I?" She laughed. "I catch a lot of men's eyes... But no man has ever caught me." She teased as she pressed her body against his. "You think you're so different baby? Then come on... Show me what you got. Show me how you can reel me in." She challenged, certain that even though he wouldn't win like she might have wanted him to, it would be a very-very interesting night.

He definitely wasn't IA.

Dmitri growled as she brushed his cheek. It was a rumble that reverberated through his chest and would certainly catch her attention. His hands were on her hips and they tightened a bit on her hips, but made sure that she stayed close.

He danced along to the music, his hips moved and made sure that they moved together. He was going to show her, what he could do. He let his hands travel down her body, skimming her legs and then traveled upwards but didn't go up her skirt. That wasn't for him to do, it was up to her to let him, but he doubted that she was ready.

His hands went up her midriff, working as a pair and gently skimmed under her breasts. His hands didn't stay there long and he wondered if she enjoyed it. He hoped that she did.

Her hand continued to caress at his neck, moved up to curl her fingers into his hair.

Olivia didn't react as his hands went down her legs, it was only natural really, and she honestly was expecting his hands to go right up her skirt like the other man had. But they didn't. He didn't try to go straight for the goods. Interesting... Very interesting. But it still didn't mean anything.

But she couldn't help the soft gasp as his hands caressed under her breasts. They already ached to be touched, they always did at things like these. It was a bold move to be honest... But... God it felt good. She wanted him to do it again... Wanted him to make an even bolder move...

But she didn't want to tell him.

Could he figure out how she worked? Could he figure out what she liked in so little time? Oh, that indeed was the test.

Dmitri was aware of all the signals her body was giving him. He was a physical vampire, he relied on his smell, his ears and touch was he was on a hunt. It was the same thing here, he could hear the soft gasp, the thudding of her heart. She had liked that, then maybe he should repeat.

He brought his hands up her midriff again and let his hands positioned underneath her breasts and allowed his thumb to brush the underside of her breasts. Dragging the slowly, before allowing them across again. Teasing her slowly.

His warm breath, caressed her neck and he brushed his lips against her jawbone. it wasn't a kiss, but it was perhaps enough to cause shivers, of course every woman was different. If she didn't like it, he would change tactics.

Olivia's body nearly arched against his as he caressed at her breasts again, her body pressed against his more aggressively. It was her way of asking for more. Her body's way of demanding more.

As his lips brushed against the side of her jaw, Livy's lips parted and her head tuned to take his lips. But they missed and she was left giving a soft moan, wanting to kiss him eagerly. There was a hunger that was raging through her body, an ache that was pounding with every beat of her heart.

"What else ya got?" She said with a grin. "Why should I want you?" Her voice wasn't trembling with fear, but with hunger, excitement. "Why should I give you what you want?" She moaned

Her body's response delighted him. He loved to feel her body arch against his, to feel the soft moan that escaped her lips. She was like putty in his hands. All he had to do was put the right pressure in the right areas. He had to admit to himself that he wasn't doing too bad as of yet. He had to keep this up, continue the caressing, continue the teasing.

He lowered his lips again to her ear. "Why give me what i want? That's easy sweetheart, it's because you want it as well, your body demands it and are you going to refuse what I can do to it? What if I can satisfy that ache that you feel?" He was curious to her answer and gently, his body still moving to the music, he tilted her head and kissed her.

"And what... Just what... If you can't?" Olivia whispered back. "I'm not a girl who rolls over for a man who wants her... I've yet to find someone who can make me ache that I can't ignore. That I can't push off."

And so far the ache she felt could be ignored. Ignored by her strong will, by her-

But as he kissed her... All of that went out the window.

The kiss was a release of her passion, a release of that ache she was feeling. It showed just what she wanted, just how hungry she was. Her body was pressed against his as tight as ever as she turned around. She wanted him. God did she want him.

But Livy couldn't. She was stronger than that wasn't she? Stronger than lust or some simple craving of the flesh for a man who's name she didn't even know. No... She wasn't. Not if she stayed this close to him... Stayed in his arms. Which was why she pulled away. Her mind and her body wanted him She knew he would make her feel better than ever before. Knew that he would treat her right.

But he didn't actually love her, and she didn't love him. Oh she lusted for him sure enough... But love? No... She... She wanted him more than anything right now... God... he was handsome... Strong... gentle... And he knew just how to touch her so far.

With a sigh... She fell back against him.

"You brought something for protection... Right?" She asked, frowning slightly in thought as she took in the feeling of his body.

Dmitri couldn't help but enjoy her reaction to the way that he kissed her. Her body pressed against his, her passion unleashed onto him. His entire body and self responded to hers. He let a low growl into her mouth at the passion and continued to kiss her and frowned when she moved away.

He could see the conflict on her face and he knew that she was weighing pros and cons. Then she leaned into him again. Protection? What did he need that for? He understood that she didn't want to get pregnant and that she didn't want a disease, but how could he do either when he was suppose to be dead? He wouldn't get her pregnant and she would get an disease. "I'm infertile and clean." He wrapped his arms around her and tilted her head upwards.

Livy frowned as he claimed to be both sterile and clean. "I don't think so." She shook her head. "I have no proof of either, and I ain't just gonna take the word of a man who just wants a single trip up my skirt." No, he could leave her pregnant, with HIV or something and no. She wasn't going to be that stupid. Not to trust her body, her health and her future to a man she didn't know.

"If you still want me, the bartender has a supply for anyone who wants one." She said simply as she moved back into the crowd.

Did he think she would actually trust him with that? Just because he said he was clean and couldn't have kids? If he did, he was an absolute idiot.

In a new crowd now of both men and women she was dancing again, forgetting the irritation, forgetting everything but the music. Though she did hope that he would take her advice. That he would get something for them. She wanted him... He was the reason why her body ached now... And she felt that he was the only one who could rid her of it.

Dmitri didn't expect her to believe him, even though it was the truth, but then again woman today had many safeguards. Besides if she did get pregnant it wasn't going to be his fault, he had wanted kids, centuries ago. Well since he was intent on being with her and didn't want to miss out of satisfying that ache, he would have to work fast.

Why bother the bartender when he could leave and be back in a flash with the condoms? He did exactly that, he was gone for a minute not even. Dmitri was back on the dance floor, his arms wrapped around her. There was no way he would ever forget her scent, she was branded into his nose. It was ironic that Dmitri as a vampire could be brutal, but here he was gentle, calming, but definitely wanting.

"Now that I have that cleared up, are you still interested or will I have to go elsewhere?" He didn't want to go anywhere else he wanted to go with her, wanted to stay near her, wanted to touch every part of her body and set fire to it, figuratively of course.

"Mmmm..." She murmured as she felt his arms around her once again. "I'm glad you see things my way then..." No, she didn't want him to go anywhere... No where but well... Some place they could be alone.

"But I do have to say... You better make it something to remember." She said as she turned around, tip-toeing to kiss him again. God she loved older men. They knew what to do. They knew just how to treat a woman. He was probably in his late twenties... Maybe early thirties...

But god, she didn't care.

Breaking away from the kiss, she turned in his arms again. "Why don't you just get me in the mood here though...." She said with a smirk as she rubbed against him. She was a little more than scared still, tense and nervous. Would it hurt? Would it be good?

Would she see him again if it was?

Dmitri watched her and his eyes swirled with barely contained lust. He did want her and the only fact that they were in a public area made his hold it back. "Well, i know that you don't believe me and since we have no time to verify that now, I might as well indulge you."

A seductive smile spread on his lips, one that promised a night to remember. He leaned and nuzzled her neck. "I will make you moan, beg and want with a passion that you have never known. Once I've kissed every inch of your body and I do mean every inch, I will make you come in a flurry of colors." He paused and kissed her neck, nipping slightly, not enough to draw blood, he continued. "Perhaps if you are still up to it, I shall make you scream with pleasure." He had brought more than one condom with him, better to be overly prepared, especially since she seemed so adamant.

Another moan came from her smiling lips as he kissed at her neck... The nips made her body jerk slightly in pleasure.

"That sounds... Fantastic..." She moaned as her head rolled slightly against his chest. Her body was tingling all over in expectation. "But where should we go for this whole ordeal that you have planned?" She grinned, leaning her head back. "My place... Your place... A back room here...?" She murmured as he continued to kiss at her neck.

"It's all up to you."

Her hands were wandering against his chest now though, wanting to touch and feel him.

Dmitri smirked. He knew that it sounded good, it hadn't used it on another women, but he had gotten an idea of what they liked and despite the difference between his century and this one, women didn't change all that much. He had proved that by the one that was now in his arms. He had used this on many women, most that he ended up killing, but this was somehow different.

"We can go to my place, if you are ok with that." He would prefer his place, he felt secure there and the windows were properly covered, so that he wouldn't burn if the sun rose. Besides, he had a very comfortable bed and he knew how to get her going. "I suggest we get going soon." He wanted her and as time passed by if would get more and more difficult for him to control himself.

"Can you drive a bike? Or did you drive here on your own..." She asked as she moved away. knowing he would follow.

"I ain't leaving my bike here... Don't want it stolen or it getting ID'd..." She said as. Yeah, the department wouldn't like it much if she had been at a place like this... If she had been around all the drugs and underage drinking and sex... No... they wouldn't approve at all.

"But the sooner the better." Livy agreed. She was eager to feel all the sensations that he claimed he would make her feel. To feel how good a man could make a woman feel. That wasn't a bad thing... No. There was nothing wrong with it at all.

"If you can drive my bike, feel free. If not I'll follow you or whatever."

Dmitri did follow her out of the bar. Would he let an occasion like this pass him by? Like hell, he would. He wanted her so what was he supposed to do? Just walk away? That wasn't going to happen.

He knew how to ride a bike and he had walked. He did live quite a distance away, but with his powers it didn't mean much. He reached out and pulled her closer to him. "I do know how to ride a bike." He nibbled at her ear. "Also for the sake of tonight and because I want to hear you scream my name, it's Dmitri." An exotic name, said with the Russian accent.

They approached the bike and got on passing the helmet to her. Was he worried of getting hurt? Nope, yet her on the other hand, well she could get hurt. "Are you ready to go?"

Oliviahad lead up the stairs to the street from the subterranean club, but once they neared her bike, she let him take the lead.

"Well, we'll see if I'm a screamer, won't we?" She grinned. "But I'm Olivia. Livy really." She smirked. LKY GRL. Indeed she was tonight, wasn't she? She always said it was because of the four-leaf clover tattooed on the back of her neck that she had since she was twelve.

Once on she pressed herself close to him, only putting on the helmet so she didn't have to hold it. She trusted him not to kill them. After all, he wanted her more didn't he? It was in his best interest to keep her alive.


((Fast Forwarding things a bit ^.~ ))

Once they arrived where his place was Livy slid off of the bike, pulling her helmet off.

"Lead the way Dmitri." She grinned hungrily. The high of the club, the high of the ride... It made her heart race, made her eager and full of energy.

Dmitri pulled her to him and brought her inside his apartment building. It was late so no one was around and as soon as he stepped into the elevator and pressed the button to his floor, top floor, he turned to her. He pinned her to the wall of the elevator and kissed her, pressing his body against hers.

It wasn't long when the doors opened and he lifted her up into his arms, he was done waisting time. It wasn't long until he was pressing her against the wall in his apartment the door closed. He was never going to stop kissing her. It was a plan that he was going to stick to.

Once in the elevator she was gone. She couldn't fight. Not only because he was so much stronger, but because her body wouldn't let her. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, her lips only leaving his for a panting breath.

By the time they were in the room, Livy had her fingers curled tightly in his dark hair, gripping as if for her life.

"Dmitri..." She panted as she turned her head his lips now at her neck. "Touch me... All over..." Olivia murmured as she turned her head back to his lips, kissing him just as eagerly as before. She wanted to feel his hands all over her body... Everywhere... Her breasts, her legs... Her stomach and neck... her arms... Everywhere.

Telling her, his name had definitely been worth it. To hear it come breathless from her mouth was wonderful, to hear her beg that he touch her all over was even better. His hands were on her midriff and drawing playful designs. He realized that he liked touching her, liked to feel her soft skin under his fingers.

He growled against her neck, feeling her hands in his hair, nipping at her neck. He separated for a moment, to remove her tube top and then kissed a trail on her neck. It was an uncomfortable position for him, because he was taller that she was.

He placed her on the master bedroom bed. Unlike most bachelor's that kept their place simple, he had spent time to decorate it. The bed was made of a dark ebony and the sheets were black. It was a dark room, but it was uniquely his.

He slid his hand up her leg and under her skirt, gently touching her, knowing that perhaps he shocked her, but he would hopefully ease her into it. He wanted her to feel comfortable.

Olivia's top was gone in a matter of seconds without so much as a complaint. In fact, it was with moans of pleasure that it came off, exposing her body to his touch.

The bed was soft, comfortable against her back, yet firm. It was almost like his hands. Soft and gentle... Yet firm and demanding. As they lay together on the bed, Livy's legs were no longer wrapped around him. But as a hand wandered between her thighs, one moved up to rub along his leg, giving him better access.

Her body arched suddenly as he couched her like only a few men ever had. But she wanted this so much more. She wanted him, wanted his touch, his kisses.

Breathlessly, Livy gave him panting kisses as her hips eagerly accepted his touch. "Oh Yess... Dmitri... This feels so wonderful." She moaned as her body arched backwards, her body tightening around his touch.

Dmitri watched her unabashed reaction. She was responding to his touch without keeping anything hidden and that made him want to see how much she could do and the sounds she would make.

He felt her leg run up his own and a soft groan came to his lips. Did he want her? Yes, did he want to go slow? No, but he would tease her until she begged for release. It would be more satisfying that way for both of them. He couldn't wait to hear and feel her release, perhaps he would keep her around for longer and he would treat her to nice things, he could afford it.

He kissed her neck and sucked at her ear. "How about you help me take these clothes off so I can feel your skin against mine? Wouldn't that be nice?" His voice was still soft and he nibbled at her ear, his hand still moving against her.

"Yeah..." She moaned as a grin of delight came to her face. "That would be great..." Livy agreed as her hand began to move along his chest, undoing a button every time she came to one. But it was so hard to concentrate... So many sensations running through her... His fingers seemed to demand her every attention as she squirmed and moaned beneath his touch. A dance of pleasure that was all for him.

The nibble at her ear made her body ache... And it was with a strained voice that she spoke next. "Again... All over... Do that all over... bite. It feels great."

Livy's hand and distracted mind had managed to undo all the buttons of his shirt, letting her nails scrape against flesh.

As her hand moved down to his pants she felt the bulge and began to caress it achingly. "Be gentle..." She moaned. "I've never done this before."

God she loved this man... The way he touched her, just for her. The way he was willing to do things just for her. And all this had to mean he cared for her too. Guys wouldn't go through all this trouble to win a girl that they really didn't care for.

Her nails were scraping at his back and it made him growl, a deep growl that reverberated through him and she would most surely hear it. He let his hand move away and gently caress other parts of her body. He straddled her and sat up to look down at her. He unhooked her bra and let his hands skim up her body touching the sensitive skin.

He lowered his body once more and nibbled at her neck, while his hands took care of her breasts. He didn't know why he was being gentle, but only that she seemed to like it that way. Perhaps he wanted to be gentle with her and perhaps there was more to only being with her for a one night stand. Perhaps there was a longer term thing in this. It was ironic that he felt this way, he was usually so against it, so against a relationship with a mortal, yet it seemed ok with her.

He let another groan, when she touched him and growled again. She was so gentle and so willing to do that task and pleasure him. How could he not be gentle since she asked? He would do exactly as she asked.

As he straddled her and lowered his body to hers to kiss at her neck, nipping and biting slightly, she pushed his shirt back, letting her fingers run now along his back, his shoulders.

For once, Olivia was grateful for the front clasping bra, giving him much easier access to her body than the usual bras she wore. But it was the only one she could wear with her tube top. But it wasn't like her mind was on that. No. Her mind was on his fingers, on his hands as he squeezed at her breasts, caressed her body and kissed at her neck.

"Dmitri... I'm ready." She whispered with a nervous smile as she turned her head to catch his lips. Livy kissed him as eagerly and hungry as before, breaking it with a little pant. "Whenever you're ready... I want you." She murmured.

Once she said that she was ready, Dmitri wanted to push himself into her and do it hard and rough, but something held him back. Perhaps it was having her on his bed, looking up to him and trusting him with her body or maybe he just wanted to be gentle. He didn't know what it was but he was going to be gentle with her.

He shifted his body removing the rest of his clothes and the rest of hers. He was going to make her enjoy it. It didn't take long for him to put the condom on and he slipped into her. A shudder went through his powerful frame and he kissed her neck, worried that he had maybe hurt her. He was actually worried for a woman that was a mortal. Angelia had made him grow soft. Hell with it, he was pleasuring himself and Olivia too so it didn't matter.

She smiled brightly as he put the condom on. He was a different sort of guy... No wonder why she got along with older guys. They were men... Not boys.

As he came back to her, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he positioned himself, bringing her lips to his. As he began to push forward she broke away with a gasp of pain, her eyes shutting tight. But she was stronger than the pain. She could handle it. Yeah... It would feel good, he wasn't trying to hurt her after all. He wouldn't do that.

Her body began to relax slightly, and her grip on his shoulders that was almost breaking the skin relented. The pain was slowly subsiding as her body adjusted to his presence. "Don't stop..." She whispered as she nuzzled his neck, kissing at his skin reassuringly. "Don't stop or anything Dmitri... Show me what it's like." She grinned eagerly.

She felt good, warm and tight despite the condom. He wanted to stay embedded deep inside of her and he wanted to give her the pleasure she was asking for. How could her not give it to her, he wanted to and wanted to show her how it was.

He moved inside her body, withdrawing and reentering. She was tight and felt so good around him. He continued to touch her and felt pure pleasure. She was inexperienced but he was happy to teach her, happy to be there for her. He bit a little harder at her neck, bringing a little blood to the surface, but no enough to feed. He didn't want to feed on her, she was too special for that, well for now.

Gentle, but thorough. His body moved smooth and deep into hers and she loved every moment of it. She loved every moment of his attentions and her body let him know that. Clenching tight around him as she could, Livy moaned at every sensation that ran through her, each one making her grow a little louder, each one building up on the next.

Her head tilted as he nipped harder at her neck, and she was amazed that something that would usually hurt, felt so good.

"Dmitri..." Livy whispered his name, so very close to his ear. "I need more... Please. More of everything." She had a pleasure drunk smile on her face as she looked at him. Her body was aching for more, and she wanted him to give it to her. To give her everything that he could. She wasn't afraid. No. He wouldn't hurt her on purpose, he only wanted to make her happy, hear her cry out and moan his name with pleasure. And Olivia wanted to do just that.

Dmitri eyes were lust filled and he wanted to give her everything. He started moving in more, moving faster, giving her more and doing what she wanted. He was so ready to give her anything she asked. He would probably try to give her the moon, well maybe not go that far yet...

He could feel her clench around him and he knew that soon he would come but he was a warrior, he had to control his body and wait until she had come. Besides if she was tight now, he knew that later when she came, her body would clench around him and it would be a very good feeling.

He brushed his nose against her neck and murmured. "I want to hear more from you and I want to hear you come."