{"id":27019,"date":"2013-06-08T06:04:42","date_gmt":"2013-06-08T06:04:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/06\/08\/assassins-tango-5\/"},"modified":"2013-06-08T06:04:42","modified_gmt":"2013-06-08T06:04:42","slug":"assassins-tango-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/06\/08\/assassins-tango-5\/","title":{"rendered":"Assassin’s Tango"},"content":{"rendered":"

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His climax jerked her over the edge after him, and his kiss smothered her cry. Long moments later, she came back to herself. \u201cYou\u2019re \/so\/ biased,\u201d she said lazily, arching up into him. She shuddered in the aftershocks. \u201cWhen do you want,\u201d she had to pause to breathe again, \u201cwant me to be ready tomorrow?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Victor chuckled a little and kissed her gently, \u201cBiased I may be, doesn\u2019t make me wrong though.\u201d He moved them so that they were spooning, one hand running lightly up and down her arm while his chin rested atop her head. \u201cWell, vampires are weakest during the day so I want to be on the hunt by 11 in the morning. That gives us time to familiarize ourselves with the terrain a bit more as well as time to track where he\u2019s been.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Summer yawned hugely, her jaw cracking in the middle. Curled up in the arc of his body, she felt limp and relaxed, like she might actually be able to sleep. \u201cKay.\u201d The acquiescence was muffled. \u201cAlarm?\u201d She didn\u2019t hear his answer.<\/p>\n

Light streaming in through the windows woke her some time later. The room smelled deliciously of coffee and faintly of clean Victor. She rolled over from her facedown sprawl, limbs stretching, and looked for the vampire.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Victor could hear her breathing slow and her heartbeat calm as she gave way to the blissful, worn out sleep that comes after making love. He gave her another kiss on the top of her head and pulled her closer to him.\u00a0<\/p>\n

The next morning found him awake quite early, the anticipation of the upcoming hunt keeping him from sleeping too much. Without much more thought he slipped out of bed, making sure to pull the blanket around Summer so that she wouldn\u2019t wake up from his lack of heat and then headed to the bathroom to take a shower. Once he was clean, Victor shut the water off, grabbed the towel to dry himself off then wrapped the towel around his waist. As he walked through the kitchen back to the bed Victor turned the coffee pot on and called room service to deliver a small breakfast of muffins and fresh fruit to their room. He padded over to the table they had dined at the night before and fished his boxers out from where they\u2019d landed on the floor. Clad in his boxers, Victor retrieved the paper and food when the room service arrived. He thanked the man and then sat down at the table and became engrossed in the paper with a cup of the coffee he\u2019d brewed in hand.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“Oh, that’s lovely,” Summer murmured, smiling. “I could get used to this.” She sniffed again, closing her eyes, then stretched luxuriously and threw back the covers. “Time is it?” She didn’t hang around for the answer, looping her hair in a swift, practised motion around her throat and padding into the bathroom. A ‘spang’ noise announced the escape of a hair clip through the bathroom door, and then she stalked out after it, one hand holding her hair on top of her head. “I do have time for a shower, right? It won’t take me five minutes.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: His climax jerked her over the edge after him, and his kiss smothered her cry. Long moments later, she came back to herself. \u201cYou\u2019re \/so\/ biased,\u201d she said lazily, arching up into him. She shuddered in the aftershocks. \u201cWhen do you want,\u201d she had to pause to breathe again, \u201cwant me … Continue reading Assassin’s Tango<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,1052,3115],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27019"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27019"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27019\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27019"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27019"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27019"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}