Let's talk the dead girl - Johnathon's Haven

He squeezed her tight and smiled down at her while dropping his fangs and suddenly buryimg them in her neck

She stiffened in his arms, gasping her pleasure, finger nails digging into his back.

"That's my little kitten" he smiled while withdrawing his fangs and licking the wound closed. "I've missed you dearest"

She stayed leaned into him, knees still weak.

"I have missed you, too."

Scooping the tiny woman into his arms, Johnathon headed over to the large leather couch and laid down on it with her on top of him. "Cuddly Goddess"

She stretched out, then curled into his chest.

"For a bit, anyways."

"Awww... Raz0r no go? Stay with me, become Baroness, we'll go move to Olympia. I can show you where I lived, where the mills I used to own were, my family's grave."

She chuckled.

"You wouldn't like how I took over. And I wouldn't do well outside the Cam."

He chuckled "Worth a shot. Hey, you think they'd let me back into Seattle for a visit or something?"

She blinked at him.

"I don't know what t was like when you were there, but that place is a death trap."

"Hmmm... lesse. The Great Fire was set by Lupines, but I was a mortal then, there was war, war and oh lesse. War. Failed Praxis attempt, and oh hummm.... a neonate Anarch who embarrassed his Sire by giving up the noble traditions of the Ventrue driven out of town lest he bring further shame to his clan. Strange, three ships burned in Tacoma and Olympia that night. So yeah. Deathtrap then too I guess."

She nodded.

"It's gotten worse."

He stared. "Doesn't seem possible... ah you know what. After seeing your Prince's town I believe it. Hmm.. what about Tacoma and Olympia? Aberdeen? Oh that's right. The Kindred around Aberdeen and Forks sparkle don't they?"

She laughed.

"No, they don't. But perhaps a visit to the penninsula would work."

"Perhaps. I always loved Port Townsend and Sequim" he smiled while nibbling on her nose

Her nose wrinkled and she licked him.

He grinned and nuzzled her face. "You bring me so much happiness"

She chuckled.

"I know."

That earned her a poke to the belly. "Squishy nos "

Yeah...that didn't squish very much.

"You just keep thinking that, bucko."

He grinned and flashed his fangs. "Knows how to make squishy"

She alughed.

"Knows how to make me go all gooshy. There's a difference."

"Mmmm good point. Hmmm some folks shy away from gooey nos" he teased

She chuckled.

"But not my pet. Nothing scares him."

He looked around carefully. "Except monsters" he whispered "I'm scared of monsters. Vampires and werewolves and ghosts and things that go bump in the night."