“I don’t know which would be worse: being purpose-bred for power, or the accidental genetics that made me.” Quite on purpose, concealing a wicked smile, she tugged on his hair again. “Is it okay to ask how old you are?”
At the feel of her tug on his hair again his hips went down a bit and he let out a murmured “fuck”. Victor took a deep breath and mock glared at her before he lightened his expression. “Being bred for power is worse in my opinion at least.” He was startled for a moment. “My age? Uh, sure, I’m 33. I’ve been a vampire for a little over 5 years. Why do you ask?” Then he cocked his head a bit. “Do you mind if I ask how old you are?”
“At least you knew, from the start.” With a sigh, she stroked his hair, threading her fingers through at the back of his head. “I’m thirty-two. Just a year younger than you.” Summer closed her eyes, feeling suddenly old. “Come here, I want to kiss you.”
Victor leaned in and kissed her lips, nipping at her bottom lip a little bit before kissing her again. He closed his eyes and his hand wandered aimlessly from her cheek to neck to shoulder. “You’re amazing, Summer.”
Kissing Victor was really nice. His mouth fit to hers in all the right ways, there was no awkward maneuvering; just warmth and intensity. She pulled away long enough to contradict him, “I’m just me,” and kissed him again so he couldn’t answer, licking a little at his mouth.
Victor wanted to answer her but the feeling of her tongue at his mouth quickly silenced him. If he could, he would spend the entire day just laying on the couch with Summer exchanging kisses. On a whim he changed their position so that he was on his back, slightly sitting up and she was on top of him making it easier for her to lead. One of his hands wandered down to her knee while his tongue soothed the places where he had nipped her. Every now and again he got a little mischievous and he would kiss the spot below her ear but for the most part he was content to let her lead right now.
Summer laughed a little when he rolled them over, snuggling down into his long body. She had to take a moment to loop her hair back into a lover’s knot, so it didn’t fall right into his eyes, and then spent a long moment just admiring his eyes, dark and depthless. Then she pressed her lips to his again, kissing slow and easy.