Let's Play!

Ephriam seemed to consider this one. It was very difficult to come up with a nonpartial answer to this one. After all, it just seemed so absurd.



"Perhaps..." The man stood up, placing his plate in the sink.



"So what was your favorite dish to make?"

" Nothing of importance, why love?"



She asked softly, looking him over as she brought her dish to the sink.

The man turned on the water, rinsing off both sets of dishes.



"You are dodging my question." He smiled slightly at that thought.

" becuse I'm curious to know why it matters."

Two could play at that game.



"But it does not really matter if you do not answer. I might as well have not asked the question." Ephriam joked with her.

" If you insisted."



Marina replied, letting it go with a smile, kissing him softly.

Ephriam laughed.



"I just cannot win, can I?"

" Awwww... I let you win me."



She purred, smiling sweetly.

Ephriam smiled at her.



"Now, now, I think you might have had alterior motives for that one."

" Yes... I want some."



She teased, rolling her eyes as she looked him over.

Ephriam smiled at her as he dried off the plates and put them back in the cabinet. He turned now, wiping off the counter and absently wondering when Jethro would be back.

" Are we going to enjoy our evening, or worry about Jethro showing up?"

Ephriam glanced up at her as he dried off his hands.



"I do not know about you, but I was going to enjoy my evening. Jethro fails to excessively bother me."

Ephriam glanced up at her as he dried off his hands.



"I do not know about you, but I was going to enjoy my evening. Jethro fails to excessively bother me."

" ... If I'm in the middle of making out with you, I'd like not to have him walk in and stare at us."

"He is too busy planning his party." Besides, Jethro had a sense of space, but Eph had already mentioned that.

Marina smiled, moving to Ephriam, kissing him lovingly.



" Then let's go find a quite corner to be alone in."

Ephriam wrapped his arms around her waist, picking her up and spinning around.



"Why a corner when we are the only ones in my entire castle?"

" Cause I like being pinned in."



She replied honestly, moving to kiss him. True, only two times she'd ever slept with someone, and both were on film, but she had already started figuring out what she liked.

Ephriam smiled against her lips, and then he decided to do something impulsive. But what...? Oh. Idea.



"You go find a corner. I will count to a hundred." He turned around and covered his eyes.

Marina giggled and smiled as she moved to kiss him again.



" Have to promise to come get me."



She informed him softly, running off down the hall, and off up a flight of stiars and started taking turns to end up in a random part of the castle.

Ephriam gave a little grin at the kiss and then proceeded to count. He was a gentleman. He counted all the way through, giving each one a second. He turned around with a smile and spoke (obviously mostly to himself).



"Ready or not, here I come." He took a whiff and closed his eyes. He could hear her, even now. The man slipped quietly through the castle.

Marina giggled, knowing actually hiding was pointless, as he could follow her. Also knowing that he could last longer, but he wasn't tossing her into a corner until she was unable to run, and then.. well, she'd enjoy being caught.

Ephriam snuck up behind her without a sound. His arms encircling her smoothly as he breathed into her ear.



"Boo."

Luckily limber, she slipped down, looking up at him, eyes sparkling, as she unknowingly ( As this really was an unfamiliar wing) backed into a balcony rail, glancing behind her, she looked to Ephriam, and then darted off, not making it far as she to the corner she was dead set upon, looking to her lover.

Ephriam grinned at her, pacing towards her slowly in a way that seemed eerily like a predator stalking up on a wounded animal (unintentional of course). Except there was a pretty good chance that this animal wasn't about to be dismembered. Ephriam was slowly getting closer, and then he covered the rest of the ground at once, catching Marina into the corner in rush.

Marina gasp slightly as her eyes fell to Ephriam, the small little spark in her heart rate unmistakable, hands now welcoming his forcefulness, kissing him passionately, arms holding tigh to him.

Ephriam was not really thirsty, but still... It wasn't quite a chase, but still... The man felt her fingers clinging to him and (for the third time today) he lifted her up from where she stood. He growled lightly, blinking a few times as he kissed her back. If she kept this up...

Marina smiled and pulled him tighter to her, kissing him feverishly, pulse quickening a bit more as she pressed to him eagerly.

Ephriam reached up, his hand right hand cupping at her throat. His fingers smoothed over where her pulse beat hardest as he eagerly returned her kisses. His vampiric desires and male desires were fighting hard with each other right now.

Marina moaned softly as she pawed at him now, tugging at his clothing, pulling him closer as her heart was now pounding hard enough she was aware of it, panting slightly as she kissed over him.



"Mnuh..."



She moaned and bit back softly, fighting back the urges of pleading for what she was moments away from getting anyway as she felt him kissing and pawing at her neck.

The little bite pretty much did it. At the same time as his teeth elongated his eyes drained color. His fingernails scraped gently across the back of her neck, though it did not break the skin.



"Mmm..." The man pressed her further into the corner. If she wanted out... well she shouldn't have picked to do this with a vampire. The man kissed her, tasting it immediately when his tooth grazed her lip.

worming ever so slightly, just to ease the pressure of the ridge of the wall, she wiggled in his hold, not really fighting, more like... Extremely aroused and unable to get at him, which was just causing her to become more excited.



Marina gasped lightly and moved as she felt her tongue run over his fangs, shifting to break the kiss, letting his mouth fall to her neck, hands raking at his chest easily.

Ephriam's eyes opened up as he felt her pull away from her. He pulled from his well of willpower, but then as his lips found her pulse, that little bit of restraint dissolving. The man slowly slipped his teeth into her throat, immediately savoring the hot liquid. How did this keep happening?

Moaning softly, her hands were to the point they could access his clothes, pulling on them now. She couldn't help herself, this was beyond erotic and she'd been pushed too many times. She had him right infront of her..... She'd been forced to walk away..... She wasn't walking away this time, he was losing, she was winning.



Ripping at her lover's clothes, she ran her hands over his newly exposed skin.

That was the thing. Feeding was the ultimate release of inhibitions. Ephriam not only let her, but he actually encouraged her. The man licked her throat, the bleeding stemming but not entirely stopping. He needed a little wiggle room for what he wanted to do next. The man's hands lifted her a little higher, one arm snaking to support her from the butt. He was a vampire, but he wasn't a miracle worker. The man needed a free hand if he was going to get the skirt of her dress up while holding her.

Marina fussed a bit as he moved her until she realized he was actually trying to help the situation, hands teasing over him as she moved to let him move her clothing, mouth pressing hot kisses to him as she fought not to try and rip him apart with desire.

It took the man a minute before he could get the dress untangled from her thighs. Ephriam actually seemed rather pleased with things. He gave a little half-whine, half-growl as his hand pressed to the curve of her waist. He needed a little bit of help getting it off of her, but then again he deserved it. He was doing most of the work, after all.

Wiggling in his arms, she shifted so that her dress actually just came off, looking down at him as she was now suspended in his arms, little powder blue lace covering the most essential of parts, and that was it as her eyes looked him over. Hands moving to pull her back towards him, she kissed down his neck and chest, not caring she was semi-suspended, working her way down slowly, nipping over his shoulder.

Ephriam wasn't bothered by her little bites. In fact, his mouth turned back to the little wound. And then he stepped backward, still holding her. He all but tossed her on the couch, following the path himself.