Lord of the Rings (Grant) - Johnathon's Haven

"Ah!" he laughed "I'm trapped by an adorable Nos! I surrender. All yours"

She giggled, then kissed him deeply.

He moaned with pleasure returning the kiss and pulling her close.

She held the kiss for a long while, then released him, staring into his eyes.

"My beautiful, lovely man."

He stared back with a lopsided grin "My colorful, beautiful woman."

She kissed his nose.

"Now, carry me to the nest, so that I may show you some of the best cinematography of the age."

He stood up and scooped the blue haired beauty into his arms to carry her back to the nest. "As you wish my dear"

Setting her back down, he reformed the nest around her before crawling in himself and curling up around the Nos

She shifted so she could use his chest as a pillow, twining her legs with his.

"Comfy?"

"I'm with you. Of course I am" he said with a smile while stroking her hair.

She smiled. Then she hit play.

Nuzzling her cheek, he settled in to watch one of the epic trilogies of the last century.

Three and half hours later, the first movie was done. She hit stop, then turned to face him.

"What did you think?"

"It is an interesting cautionary tale about placing too much power into the hands of a single individual"

She smiled.

"The other two are just as long."

Sighing happily, he ran a finger down her cheek. "It is your call. The filmwork and specialized effects are quite impressive. I trust that things get properly restored, evil is vanquished and the subjugated people's discover they have a voice and power?"

She smiled.

"Of course, but it's so very epic. Though it can wait."

He smiled at her again while slowly dropping his fangs. "Is there something else epic you need my sweet?"

She shivered and licked her lips.

"Perhaps."

"Mmmm...." he said while scraping her neck with the fangs and pulling her close "Of course the second film might be fun too.."

She shivered and gasped lightly.

"Oh, you wicked, wicked man."

"Yes" he said, his eyes sparkling with mirth. "I am. How do you suppose I survived three years of sabbat and lupine as I roamed alone through the American west?"

"Still... I like it when you show your appreciation." Before she could reply, he buried his fangs deep into her throat and clutched the Nosferatu close to him

She cried out her appreciation, fingers digging into his chest.

"Oh, Johnny. My Johnny."

He growled happily and pulled her even tighter, staring into her eyes as she clawed at him

She was drawing blood on his chest, and didn't seem to notice what she was doing.

Gently he withdrew his fangs and pushed her back slightly 'Be careful you don't get any in your mouth" he said softly while healing himself