She tucked her head under his chin, for the comfort of it, for a moment. Then her stomach growled, and she huffed a laugh and went back to dinner.
For a moment, Victor sighed; he treasured moments like these immensely. He laughed with her when her stomach growled and she went back to her food and sat back down in his seat, resuming his meal as well. He finished his food and leaned back in his chair, stretching. “I didn’t realize just how much I was craving Chinese.” He smirked, a laugh in his eyes.
“Oh, is that what that was? Your cravings all sound alike,” Summer teased. “You’re still craving something, I can hear it. The thrill of the hunt, maybe?” She slid one foot up his leg, plopping it in his lap and wiggling her toes. “Something else to bite?” She tipped her chin up, running a thumb down her collarbone and grinning.
Victor smiled a little sheepishly, and absentmindedly began running his fingers over her calf, occasionally massaging her foot. “Yeah, the thrill of the hunt definitely brings out my cravings.” He masked the look of growing need, it’d been a while since he’d fed and he’d need to go sometime very soon. He returned her grin, a considerably darker look in his eyes as they turned a deep brown. Victor scooted closer to her so that her leg was no longer in his lap but resting on the chair and began kissing and nibbling his way up her collarbone and towards her neck. “You’re very tempting love.”
“Mmm, if I am it’s your fault.” She tipped her head back even farther in the chair, resting it on the back and grinning up at the ceiling. Her eyes drifted half-closed at Victor moved toward her throat. “You do need to be at full strength before going after this rogue, after all.”