Did you say party - James

Outfit

A smile slowly started to form over his full lips, when he noticed the woman in white, sitting by herself and the sweet sweet smell in the air, from her glass. There was no doubt about it, she had to be a vampire, or maybe one of those sirens that enjoyed humans once in a while, or maybe something even he hadnt met yet. He slowly approached her, before giving her a slight look, before he sat down besides her, but with enough space between them, to not be too close, so she wouldnt feel he invaded her private space. " Well will you look at that. Apparently, im not the only one here, with a bit of fashion sence ". He looked at the bartender, before slowly laying some money on the counter. " A bottle of your finest wine, and you are welcome to spice mine up, as you did with hers ". Oh the sweet smell of blood, how it filled the air between them. The bartender looked at his money, before giving a nod, then walked over and took the bottle from the bar, before taking a glass on his way, placing the bottle in front of him with the glass, and then adding some drops of something that looked like chili sauce, but obviously was blood droplets. He held a hand up, when he thought he had gotten enough, before looking around a little until he turned his gaze towards the woman.  

" So, not to sound cheesy, but do you come here often? ". He steadily got the cork out from the wine with his hands, before pouring some wine for himself, before he looked at Cimberlie with a ' do you want some ' expression. If she wanted, he made certain to not get any near her, taking her glass, slowly pouring, before stirring it gently in her glass, then handing her glass to her, but if not, he would simply pour for himself, stirr the liquid in the glass, before taking a sip. It wasnt the best wine he had ever tasted, but it was good, he would give them that. He didnt actually expect them to have wine in the first place, when he had decided to walk in, to look around a little. People had noticed him, but either been scared to approach him or simply didnt think it was possible for James King, to actually be in England, without any bodyguards. Normally he would have had some with him, just in case, so he didnt have to turn people away himself, but not for protection, he wasnt scared of stray bullets, but that didnt mean, that they didnt hurt.

He looked at the red liquid in front of him, with an almost purple hue to it, before taking a sip of it again, staining the full lips. His outfit was all black, from the shoes to his socks, trousers to the shirt, to the blaizer. All was tailor made, to fit every muscle, every length, every inch of his body to perfektion almost. He had to think about his image when he was out. He couldnt help but find it a little funny, taking in, that the woman besides him, was wearing full white, and he was wearing full black, almost like yin and yang. " So is there always as many as tonight? ". Out of the corner of his eye, he could see a man slowly approaching them, before falling near the woman. Fast as he could, he held a protecting arm behind her back, so the man wouldnt bump into her, before the man turned and said " Sorry dude ". James looked at him with a stern look, before looking at the woman, with a more gentle look, but not so much again. " It´s a rather high risk place, to be wearing white, dont you think ". He slowly took the arm back, before correcting his blaizer and then moving his hand through his light brown hair darkened a deeper brown, by the rain outside.

The sound and sight of a person who had come to her and had sat down next to her made her turn her head a little. Her eyes briefly met his, and when his gaze told her she wanted some of the wine it made a smile spread on her lips. When he had poured some wine for her too, and she had received the glass, she lifted it up to her mouth. Chose to drink a big tear off the glass, and put it down on the table in front of her. She let her tongue slip over her lips and turned her head a little to take a closer look at the arriving person whose scent was good "It's quite nice of you, maybe you're a real gentleman or am I just lucky" she said and winked at him. Her finger slid across the edge of the glass and she briefly let her eyes slide down over him.

It was a good wine without a doubt, and it was definitely something she liked to drink. Blood was probably the best of course, but wine was actually just as good. She could hear the bartender walking around, almost looking at them with a raised eyebrow, almost as if he were curious to hear what they were talking about."Not as often as I would like, if I'm in a good mood I might like to go in here for blood, or other fun, " she said with a smile on her face, keeping her eyes on him. Then she put the glass to her and put her head slightly on the slope "How about you come here often" she asked so wonderingly, and with a bit of curiosity in her voice.

While she waited for his answer, she could hear some whispers in the background, even though they had to sit in the background a little, so she could easily hear it. It just made the smile spread and she threw short with the blonde hair. Listening to what they were whispering stopped when a man suddenly fell towards her, but it was stopped by the person next to her. His words made her lean slightly toward him as she let her fingers slide down the glass she was sitting with "Just as it is interesting to wear full black" she said and sent him a smile and then she studied him a little more with her eyes. It was quite fun to think about, especially because she was wearing full white and he was sitting and wearing full black. Yin and yang you could well call it, angel and demon could probably also call it. But they were not demons, no they were vampires "It's more fun to stand out, because then you are sure you are not like everyone else," she said, lifting the glass up to her mouth, letting her lips touch the edge. She did not pour any of the wine down yet, but simply sent the person next to her a smile "You are also more unique if you stand out" she said then, and poured some of the wine down her throat.

The glass was put back on the table, and she turned her upper body slightly toward him, reached out to him "Cimberlie Chielston" she presented herself with an almost elegant voice, and manner.

He couldnt hold the sly smile back, that started to form over his lips, before he said with his rather deep and masculin tone of voice. " Hm. Depends on how you define lucky ". Some people would not have called it lucky, to be even near him, seeing as he could be quite an asshole to some people, but then again.. they had it coming. He could feel her gaze, how she looked at him for a short period of time, how it travel could be seen out of the corner of his autumn colored eyes, while he took a most satisfying sip of his red wine in front of him.

The delicious taste from the wine, lingered still even after he had swallowed it, and also stained his lips for a brief time, before he let his tongue glide over his lips, just to take the excess liquid over them. His let his gaze upon her, when she asked if he came here often, a little chuckle escaped his full lips, before he said clean and simple. " No ". Not in a mocking way at all, but just a simple answer, he didnt feel needed to be elaborated at all, but after some time, he couldnt feel that maybe he could seem a little unfriendly, so he added. " Its my first time here ".

" I take that as a compliment ". He smiled before saying, while looking at his glass, swirling the liquid inside of the crystal clear glass. " I dont need to make an effort to stand out, and clearly.. neither do you ". His gaze continued to be on her, studying.. curiously looking at every inch of her, every small thing she did, before she turned her body towards him, reached out to him.
He reached his hand forward to her, before taking her hand in his, that felt so much smaller than his, and more fragile, but properly wasnt even near it, as he could smell the sweet blood of hers. A vampire like him, or maybe not.. he was born as one, but he didnt know if she was too.

" James King ". He didnt know if she even knew that he was the most highest ranked paid actor in hollywood, or if she even had seen any of his movies. He let go of her hand, before leaning back, to take another sip of his drink, hoping that nobody except of her, heard his name. " So Cimberlie, what an unique name ".

Her fingers ran over the edge of the glass she was sitting with, and she looked at the bartender a little. Seeing his work made her almost miss her work she had been off for a few days, which was nice enough. Then she looked at James, who was his name, and it was a beautiful name. She looked at him a little, and when he mentioned that he didn't need to do anything to stand out, and the same with her she couldn't help but smile, and she winked at him "It's always a good thing to stand out, it can attract many because you are not like everyone else, "she said, then turned her head away from him.

She lifted the glass up to her mouth and drank a little before putting it down on the table again. Her tongue slid across her lips, where was a delicious drink. She liked the aftertaste, it was fantastic, and while she was enjoying the taste a little she listened to what he said, which made her smile "Your name is also unique" she then looked and looked at him a little more, but after For a while, she noticed some men in the background who seemed to wobble toward them. Was it because she was sitting here with someone other than them, or was it because James attracted them. It was mysterious, though she had nothing against it, although it could be disturbing, and it wasn't because she wanted to talk to them. If they wanted to try something, it would only be bad for them, because now they were two vampires.

His name was running around in her head a little, had she not heard it before. After all, she was almost sure she had "I've heard of you before, or rather I know a little bit about who you are," she said, sending him a smile as she turned her body a little so she could sit better on the chair. With one leg over the other, she tilted her foot slightly, and sat alone very relaxed. The men in the background were approaching more and more, but Cimberie had her eyes on James, because who else would she look at. She could sense that he was looking at her a lot, causing her to tilt her head, and she stroked some hair away from her face "Do you see something you like" she asked a little teasingly as it seemed he was looking a lot her.

He smiled shortly. " Thanks ". It was always good with a compliment once or twice a day, especially when it came from someone he didnt even know. He looked around for a brief moment, when he felt like she kept looking behind him. He took a hold of his chair, before elegantly sliding off it, then moving it closer to her, before saying in a low tone of voice. " May i ". His french accent was very dominant at this point, while he let an arm out behind her, as a question to, if he was allowed to hold around her waist, just to make the men swift target, seeing as it would send a very obviously sign, as they were there together, even when they werent.

If she said yes, he would let his arm gently be placed around her back, to the side of her waist, holding proper around her, without letting his hand slide down or up, but firmly placing his hand against her side, so she could feel the strong muscles underneath his flesh, in his hand, but if not.. he would simply give a nod and then keep himself to a closer distance to her, but not so it would invade her private space, but hopefully enough for the men to change course, as he didnt feel like being on the cover of any magazine, with the words ' James King, in bar fight '.

He looked at his glass for a moment, before taking a big sip, before he answered. " How delightful. But yes, i am seeing something i like ". He would admit that she was a stunning beauty, and that most men properly fell for her the instant they looked at her, but for him it was a different story. He had seen so much beauty, but that didnt mean.. that he didnt appreciate hers, no.. quite the opposite actually. " So now that you know a little about me, what about telling me something about you. What do you do for a living. Modeling? maybe.. or actor? ". He could see her as an actor, but being a vampire in such a spotlight, would require her to have very good connections, if something should happen, and also be good at keeping things very private, sometimes too private.

As he moved closer to her, she followed him with her eyes, sending him a smile. She turned her body a little more toward him, bringing the glass up to her mouth. She almost got the last drink, and had the glass put down on the table. The feeling of his arm and the fact that he was holding her waist made her look at him. She gave him a smile before leaning in against him, letting her eyes catch his as she did so. There were no words from her, she just wanted to lean in on him, maybe to take a closer look at him or also because in a weird way it was nice that he was holding around her waist "Smart move" she said briefly as she winked at him, letting her fingers dance over the edge of the glass.

Then she looked away from him, she looked down at the glass she had in her hand. The glass was soon empty, and it sounded like the music was starting to get better, and almost good enough that they could almost take a walk on the dance floor. She removed some tufts of hair from her face, then looked over her shoulder, just to see if the men were still on their way. They were not, so his move to move closer to her, as well as holding her waist around her worked very well "What do you see that you like" she teased him a little while sending him a smile. In fact, she couldn't help but tease him, though she had also guessed that it was her he was talking about, so it didn't hurt to tease him a little. The words were also nice enough to hear, or yes it would be like a sweet melody to hear those words.

"I don't mind that you're close," she said with her gaze on the glass while she just smiled to herself. Then she let go of the glass and turned her attention and gaze back on him. Where to start, there was plenty to tell but that was probably not the whole thing to start with, they had just met. Unless, of course, he would ask her, she would probably answer. After leaning on him a few minutes before, she sat and let her fingers brush across his chest "Well I'm a dancer and bartender at a bar, and have a creative side where I love art, poems" she said with a smile on her face and she tilted her head. She took her fingers over his chest and looked away from him. Her gaze met the bartender who looked like someone who almost asked if she should have more to drink. But she didn't answer that right now. A few minutes went by and she looked at James again and opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by some voices behind them "Omg is him! Is really him" and several women almost lit up the words they were turning around to see if it was true "Oh my it is really him, the famous James King" They said almost in chorus and Cimberlie couldn't help but laugh a bit and leaned in a little towards him "I think you have some fans behind us ”she said, winking at him.

He could feel how delicate she felt, how thin and slender her body was, underneath his hand, that was that much bigger, than hers. He gave her a soft squeez, as to let her know, that he had everthing under control, but also to feel her for a moment, just to be sure, that he knew where he had her, but also to make it believable. He looked to the side, where he could see the men turning their backs on them, before he looked at her once again, when she had said smart move to him. " I´m not an actor for nothing ". Even in the life of an actor, it always stretched over ones normal life, because after he had gotten the job, he suddenly had gone through so many things, learning each and everything he had set his mind too, but also what his manager had hired him too, and paid for him to do.

He still held his hand against her, before slowly removing it, before he readjusted his suit once more, before looking at his glass and then taking a sip of it, holding at the neck of the glass, so he wasnt to make the glass even feel any of his bodys temperature. When she so boldly asked again, he couldnt help but make his lips twitch for a moment, as if he was trying to hold back a smile, before saying. " You. And of course other things ". He like the atmosphere inside the place, but there was starting to be way too many people, and he soon heard the results of it, but before that, he listened very carefully to Cimberlie´s words, about how she didnt mind him being near her, and when she opened up about herself in some way. " Ah. So a woman of many talents ". He smiled this time, to make her understand, that he didnt look down on her. It was honest jobs, and besides.. it wasnt as if he hadnt acted in some movies like a dancer, or even bartender at some point.

He let his gaze travel over her, as she leaned against him, before she sat up and then let her finger travel across his firm chest, how she would be able to feel the firmness, the muscles underneath, through the soft and thin fabric, that covered his upper body. He looked at her with a little head shake, as if she amused him, which she did. It was the first time a woman had been sooo.. touchy with him, well.. in a more elegant way at least. He got out of his own thoughts, as he heard people starting to recognise him. " Oh great, now trouble starts ". He looked at her for a moment, before leaving his chair, taking a sip of his drink in front of him. He held his hand out towards Cimberlie, before asking with his deep voice, with a softness to it, and the dominant french accent to it. " Will you join me ". He didnt mean inhere, but actually if she wanted to go with him, before people would start to flock, just to see if it really was him. If she took his hand, he would gently squeez it, before walking thought the crowd of people, guiding but also pulling her close into his body, before he would take an arm around her, to shield her from the people around them, while holding a hand in front of them, guiding them outside. If she didnt go with him, he would leave without her, afterall.. he couldnt be bothered with getting caught up in a group of fans right now.

His hand as he held out to her she greeted with a smile on her lip and she then followed him and he was an interesting person and she would not let such a person leave her. The feeling of her hand in his made her look at his hand and look up at him. She did not say anything, but could see that more and more people were beginning to see him, and they were almost eagerly watching. Probably eager to get an autograph, or something else like that, maybe a picture too. Some might also just want his attention, which Cimberlie was lucky to have at the moment "Of course I want to joine you, I'm glad you ask" she said and sent him a smile before following her wherever he wanted.

As he drew her close as they passed through all the people in here who were almost beginning to flock around them, she couldn't help but feel secure. However, it was not something she said and expressed but it was really nice of him. After all, he was a true gentleman who seemed to treat women with respect, and at the moment she felt almost like a royal. Yes, almost like a queen, and her eyes also glared down at him and up his face again "Thank you very much, though I knew I just couldn't help but tease you" she said and smiled a little over it. When he mentioned that she was a woman of many talents she gave a nod because it was true and the more she thought about it the more it fit alone. She also liked to make a little of each, although most things were creative, so it didn't matter. She enjoyed doing the things that she did and after going with him outside. With his arm around her, she looked down a little while her cheeks turned a little red, which was strange. She tried to shake it off, and then looked up again as they reached outside "Isn't it hard to be a celebrity?" She asked as she turned slightly toward him, so she stood facing him.

As they stood outside and she could feel the rain, she put a hand on his chest with an almost worried expression on her face "Even if it doesn't rain that much, it will be a shame if your suit gets ruined" she said and looked at his clothing a bit like she was only wearing the dress, and hardly thought of the rain. She was only thinking of him at the moment, and considered him a little more, too. The good thing about getting outside was that the many people did not follow them, yet they did not know that there would be some who loved him. A smile spread across her lips, and she let her eyes catch his as she stood with her hand on his chest "Thank you for being so sweet to me, it's totally weird because I'm not used to it" she said give him a smile

He noticed her cheeks turning red, which made his lips twitch, as he held down a smile. It wasnt every day he got to see a vampire blush in front of him, and when he thought about it, it was a long time since he had last seen someone even blush near him, if he counted the fans out of it. When she asked him if it wasnt hard to be a celebrity, he shok his head, before answering " No. I quite like the attention and also the way they treat me. Let´s just say, that i have always lived a life in some sort of spotlight ". In France his family was seen as something big and respected, so of course it came quite natural to him, to be among people that recognised him once in a while. When they finally came outside, he looked up for a brief moment, feeling the rain drops on his cheek, before looking at Cimberlie that he still held his arm around, as to guard her from anything or anyone that would approach them.

He looked quite surprised, when she suddenly placed her hand on his chest, before saying some sweet words to him. " No, its quite okay. I have a personal tailor, so dont worry about it ". He slowly took off his blaizer, before gently laying it over her shoulders. " You need it more than me ". He readjusted his shirts collar for a moment, before looking around, before looking at her then asking. " Should i drive you home? ". He waited for her answer, still standing as much out of the rain as he could. If she said yes, he would slowly start to walk towards his own car, a silver grey lamborghini huracan. He felt in good company near the woman, as if it was just one of those quiet evenings, how sweet it was to be near some woman touch.

She was certainly striking in her looks, and it made him wonder for a second, if she had ever had any suitors, since she had said that she wasnt used to that kind of behavior near her. " So how come, nobody has ever treated you like the queen you look and act like. Men now adays are really starting to throw every little manner away that they have learned through time ha.. ". He laughed shortly, before shaking his head. If she had said yes to him driving her home, he would open the car door for her, holding an arm out, so she could use him as balance to get inside and then sit in the leather seat, before he would gently close the door after her, and then sit on the opposite side of her, before reaching over her, buckling her into the seat, looking at her for a brief moment with a little smile over his lips.

The sight of his car gave her a surprised look on his face, because even though she could imagine him driving around in a nice car, this car was incredibly beautiful and truly breathtaking. It was hard for her to take her eyes off it. His words that it didn't matter that his suit got wet and had a chance of being destroyed, and before she could say anything, he had put his blazer around her shoulders. It made her look at him with a smile and she chose not to say anything, it was really nice of him. He treated her so well that it was something new to her, because she had never experienced it before. After looking at his car a little more, because she couldn't help it at all, she turned her head towards him "Your car is very beautiful, is kinda breathtaking like you" she then said and then she blinked a little at him.

Should she say that she didn't feel the cold so much since she was a vampire, no she didn't because it was actually nice that he had said she needed it more and had put it over her shoulders. She pulled it in a little, and then looked at him a little more, again without saying anything. But even though a glance was enough at the moment, she listened to him, and when he asked her if he should drive her home she put a hand on his chest and sent him a smile "You may, but only if you let me invite you inside, "she said in a friendly voice, almost gentle tones.

As they drove to her home, she looked out the window at the surroundings they had passed. Along the way, she looked at him, of course he looked concentrated, but there was still a charm and an enticing radiance over him. Sitting here in the car next to him, and just enjoying his company, a company that was so different from everyone else she had experienced and been in. It was mysterious, but she liked it too. Her eyes glanced down at her, and she looked at his blazer briefly that lay over his shoulders "I think everyone likes a little spotlight, and attention" she said in a friendly voice and winked at him a little. Shortly afterwards, she smiled to herself as her eyes fell to her feet. She put one leg over the other and looked briefly out the window. She was sitting really well in his car and it was driving well she could easily feel it, it was quite nice. Once again it was nice of him too, he really knew what to do to entice her a little, but also to make her a little soft in her knees, though she would not crack.

"Of all the vampires I have met, you are particularly unique, and enticing, it is almost teasing," she said, sending him a smile, after which she let her eyes rest on his face. As they then began to approach her home, she looked away from him and looked out the window. When he held out an arm to her, she accepted it, and well there were no fans here, or paparazzi to take pictures because she could just see the front with the headline 'James King with a mysterious blonde woman' or something in style with 'the king has found a queen' it was not the best maybe. Besides, it was not at all like that, however, she was very happy to feel appreciated and admired even if he did not say so she could feel it. His question made her think a bit as she chose to go with him to her door to her home "I don't know, some might be scared of me because I am what I am or they only see my outer but forget the inside, "she said, sending him a glance before thinking further as she began to open the door.

"It's mysterious but maybe they don't know how to make a woman feel like a queen, or maybe they lack upbringing" she said followed by a gentle laugh. When the door was opened she held it open to him as she tried to catch his gaze "Is it weird if I say after you" she said and tilted her head.

He shok his head a little while looking down at his shoes, when she complimented him again. He was used to getting compliments, but it didnt mean, that it wasnt nice once in a while, to hear it from people that didnt work in the movie industry. He just smiled at her, not really saying anything to the compliment, because he didnt really know what to say, except for thanks, but even then it kinda explained itself, so he just didnt. He laughed shortly, when she said yes to him driving her home, but he had to go with her then. " Fine ". It wasnt fine as in, i guess, but more a ' i would love to '. He looked at the road ahead of them, trying to be as observant as he could, while driving with another on the passenger seat. He didnt know Cimberlie, but he knew himself and his abilities, so being with a stranger, didnt scare him at all, why should it?. He had a little vibe, such a weird feeling, like he had almost scored someone and was now on his way to collecting the prize, but it wasnt like that for him at all, which made it even more weird for him.

He had never thought that he would end up in his car with her, sitting at his side, looking at him from time to time, as he could see from the corner of his eye. He looked briefly at her to, from time to time, with a little smile over his lips, but soon gone as fast as it had shown. When she mentioned something about everyone liking a little attention and spotlight, he nodded, before saying with his rather mature voice, deep and still with a little husk to it. " I agree. Thats also one of the reasons i took acting on, but.. sometimes it can become rather invading.. to have people recognise you almost all the time, and the pictures that follow, and then the drama to ". He wasnt nice to everyone, but today he had been in a good mood, and he also didnt see why he shouldnt act nice to someone that looked the complete opposite of him. Her in white and him in black. He smiled for himself, when she said that of all vampires she had met, he was particularly unique and enticing, to the point that it being almost teasing. " Oh really. I do hope that im not too much of a distraction or tease ". He looked over at her, with his golden eyes, before giving her a little smile, like in a sly way, as to almost tease her.

He let the car smoothly pull to the side, before coming to a soft hold, almost not feeling it at all inside. He had driven before with some people, where every turn and every hold could be felt, but this car.. it layed so smoothly on the road, driving was a blast. Every hold, every turn, even the engine was almost not even noticible, so for vampire senses, it was a divine feeling and sense experience. He unhooked the seatbelt, hers first of course, before doing his own, taking the keys and then elegantly walking out, closing the door softly, before walking in front of the car, over to her side and then opening the door for her, holding his hand forward to her. He held his gaze at her, as she got out, to make sure that she wouldnt hit her head or anything like it, before closing the door after her and then pressing, as to locking the car after them. He looked around for a minute, before walking with her up to the house, not walking behind og in front of her, but walking at her side, like an equal.

" Not at all ". He was quite used to people holding doors for him, car doors, office doors, just doors in general, even coffee, drinks, everything he could think about, but he appreciated the gesture. He gave a slight nod, as appreciation, that she held the door open for him, before walking inside and then stopping, as to take his shoes off. He looked at her afterwards, before sending her a little smile. " It most definitely is the lack of upbringing. Or maybe they never had a mother to look after or see how people treated her and such ". He remembered his mother so clearly, even after his accident. He loved her so much and had always been taught to show respect, especially for woman. He looked around a little, before looking at her for a moment. " So i take it you live alone then? ". He smiled for himself a little. It was always fun to see how other people lived.

After she invited him inside and the door was closed, she looked around a bit. It was nice enough to be home, even though she had enjoyed spending time with him outside. She took off her stilettos, set them aside in the hallway. Then she sent him a smile before she went out into the kitchen, she couldn't invite anyone inside without asking if they wanted something to drink or eat. So when she was standing in the kitchen by the fridge, she sent him a smile over her shoulder "Can I give you something to eat, or maybe something to drink" she asked after which she opened the fridge. Her entire kitchen was in a classic style like the rest of her home. However, there was also a mixture of something modern and old throughout. Her kitchen table was marble, a really nice gray color, otherwise the colors were white, and black ones generally a classic style.

As she stood with the refrigerator open, she let her eyes look at the contents, which were, as always, a bit of each. There were blood bags as well as bottles and jugs of blood. Because you never knew when you would want a tear or two. She put a hand in his side and looked at him "It would be rude of me to invite my guests inside, without offering them anything to drink or eat" she said and winked at him before she looked at him a little. She did not know whether he would go out to her or stand. Her kitchen was not far from the hallway, you just had to turn around and then you were actually there. The kitchen was in the same room as the living room where there was a fireplace, and some furniture in the neutral colors, not so much pang colors over her home, as well as furniture. She swiped a hand past one glass-filled bottle and took it out. Put it on the table next to her and smile to herself. It was clear to see there was blood in it for the bright red color you were never mistaken for "Fresh blood from an angel, an angel that was my catch a few days ago, but the blood is still fresh" she said and looked at the bottle , swipe your finger over the edge of it.

She turned her body slightly so she stood facing him, leaning against the kitchen table "There is also other blood to offer if you wish, or there are many other options I can offer" she said in a friendly voice and smiled wide. There were many possibilities, besides blood, she also had the classic drinks such as whiskey, rum, wine, beer. She tilted her head and studied him a little while letting her finger touch the table behind her. It was as if she was luring him a little, but at the same time, being kind to him, showing him respect and her full attention "What do you want and longing for" she asked in a curious voice.

He looked at her for a long time, with a little smile peaking over his full lips, before licking them, when she asked so generous of her, if he wanted anything to eat or drink. " I would love some blood, if you have any for me to drink that is ". He was one that was very keen on always having some in his own rental apartment, but sometimes it would also be a dear struggle for life, just to get some blood, when the hunger hit. His gaze ended up gliding for her to her lovely home. How wonderful it looked, matching her, which he appreciated very much, since he loved stylish people, but he could also appreciate the more rough apperance. " it´s very generous of you to offer me something. I appreciate it ". He gave her a small nod, as a token of gratitude towards her, before walking over to her, but not to close, as he didnt want to invade her private space, but then again, he saw the little twinks towards him as an invitation and maybe.. maybe he thought about it for a moment, how she would sound while taking her, but then again, the thought alone made him smile a little.

He looked a little at it, hearing her say catch, before he narrowed his eyes. Normally he wasnt a vampire to kill any, that wasnt his style, actually it was the other way around, he killed vampires that stepped out of line, an even more dangerous job, but he had also drinked from some vampires even, feeling how the strength of them floated in his body, before the blood got sour in the taste and he then had to let them lay. " So, what you are saying, is that you killed someone? ". He tilted his head a little, before taking a hold around the bottle, looking at it, smelling the sweet sensation coming from it.

He smiled a little, before walking close to her, placing the bottle on the kitchen table, before leaning towards her, before turning to the fridge, opening it and then smelling to the blood. He took some demon blood, and then some human blood, before closing the fridge. " Where are the glasses? ". He looked at her waiting for her to tell him, before if she found them, he would take the bottle with angel blood, pour it first, before he put a little demon blood in each of their glasses also, mixed with the human blood and then swirled it around a little, before handing over the glass to her. " Taste it ". Mixing blood had always been something of a hobby of his. Blood combined together could be disgusting but also heavenly, the angel blood made the drink sweet, but the demon blood gave it a little kick, almost like the first time alcohol hit one... from when someone drinked from a drunk person, and then the human blood made it the right mixture to mix together, but also made the drink almost.. soft and creamy in it. " Like it? ". He smiled, before gently removing a stray hair of hers, at the side of her face, placing it behind her ear and then walking over to the living room, before sitting down in the couch.

His question whether she had killed someone, she did not answer, but it made a smile spread across her lips. The thought of killing couldn't help but make her smile, though it wasn't because she needed to kill right now. She was in good company of him, and besides, her thoughts were also directed at him, if at last he would like to kill or capture should he just say so, she could easily take him on a hunt. The sound of the bottle sitting on the table made her follow his movements, and she was close to answering him when he offered her a taste of the blood he had mixed. So she wasn't the only one who liked to mix things, especially blood was an interesting thing to mix. She was a bartender so she knew everything about it, but it was as if the taste of mixed blood between angel and demon was new to her.

It was a taste she hadn't tasted before, but she let her tongue slip over her lips after drinking everything in the glass. It tasted really good, thinking she had never tasted it before, so amazing and delicious. She could taste it against her lips, the liquid that had almost settled over her lips. Her eyes were on him, and she sent him a smile "I love it, I've never tasted that mix before" she said in response to him, taking the glass to the living room. This male vampire here was interesting in her eyes, especially because he had some traits she had herself. She didn't know how dangerous or exciting it was, but she was glad he would be here with her and that he would actually see where she lived. Now he had been so polite to drive her home, she couldn't help but enjoy the time with him "It's good I don't mind inviting vampires into my home" she said and winked at him after which she sat down down on the couch. She placed the glass on the table, but she let a finger dip into the glass.

She put one leg over the other just to sit better, then leaned in slightly against him, stretched her finger with blood forward to his face. She didn't say anything, she didn't have to because her movement and eyes were enough. Was it lure, or was it just to tease a little it was unknowable, and it was also more fun to have him guess "In response to your question, so yeah I've killed to get the blood you've mixed" she said, slowly sliding his finger with blood over his lips, not only to tease but also to make the scent find its way to his nose. She also did it so he could get the chance to taste it a little more if he wanted to. Her eyes rested on her finger as she let her finger slide a little over his lips give him a smile.

If he didn't want her to have her finger on his lips, or if he tried to stop her, she wouldn't pull her hand. But if he didn't want to stop her or something, she would slowly pull her hand back to him. She sat well on the couch next to him, and she still wanted to get to know him better, know his thoughts because she was curious. It was as if he was thinking about something, maybe planning something she didn't know what was. After a few minutes she let her eyes catch his and she tilted her head, if she wasn't interrupted by him she would let her tongue slip over her finger to lick the blood. If he interrupted her or something, she would bite her lower lip while her eyes met his.