#detoxedretox; Thalia

[sinborneties]

Hips jerk away from his touch before melting into it, before seeking and chasing more with growing need.

If Lazarus' prodding make her moan at first instead of answering, so be it. She's already soaked. Does his humiliation truly matter?

"D-... Do you r-really want to share?" Maybe Thalia's attempted jab would be more effective if she wasn't grinding into his hand, if her nipples weren't so hard they peek through her bra and top.

"Your humiliation would be amusing. The looks upon the faces of everyone else, the shame. Besides, you do not seem against it. Your womanly scent has gotten stronger as has the reaction from your body."

The hand between her legs was removed, lifting instead to pinch a protruding nipple through her attire. Cold blue eyes stare at her face, unmoving as he pinched and kneaded the nub through her clothes. Her desperation was sickening.

"Besides, you cannot share what is not yours. It would simply be showing."

[bloodborneties]

Lazarus, a considerable amount of money has been left for you! There's a note as well, Thalia's scent clinging to both items.

Consider this a thank you for entertaining my chef.

What an absolute hassle. Lazarus had no need for this nonsense and thus simply tossed it into the woman's room before taking his leave for the afternoon. A nap where the sun shone sounded nice.

[sinborneties]

It's just a shaky moan at first. Whether it's just the hair pulling or not, she doesn't know, nor does she care.

It's just a shaky moan until it isn't. Thalia's hands cling to him as her knees quiver and give out, as her mind goes blissfully blank. Heat and bliss still linger when Lazarus pulls his fangs back and oh. Her thighs are drenched.

How long did he bite her and what will it take to make it happen again?

"I did not drink from you."

His voice is cold yet somehow haughty as he slips a single glove off and shoves it between Thalia's thighs. The vampir then presses his fingers upwards, pushing fabric against her wetness and rubbing it in small, slow circles.

"Look at this. A single bite and you become so wet that I can feel it through your attire. What would everyone else think?"

[sinborneties]

Thalia feels like being bratty and bites, just to see what he'll do.

Thankfully this human isn't vampire. Even then, Lazarus is fed up with her antics and grabs the back of her hair, yanking her head back and biting down on her neck. From his fangs spread the aphrodisiac-like enchantment that instantly would take hold of the woman and he growls. Keeping his fangs in her skin long enough to drive her crazy.

[bloodborneties]

"Hm... Perhaps. Buuuttt... if you really wanted to hurt me, it would've happened by now." Thalia laughs and skips to his side. "If you meant to bite me, why warn me?~"

"Do not test me woman."

Lazarus growls at Thalia and bares his fangs. It was almost as if she wanted him to bite her. Humans were strange and sometimes disturbed creatures. Especially this one. Her constant pushing was starting to grate on his nerves and he was so very close to actually following through with his threats.

[bloodborneties]

"You act like I'm scared of being bitten.~" Thalia laughs, though she does listen to him. For now. "It's hard to be scared of you when you won't hurt me."

"That is a stretch. You may be human but I never said I would not lift my sword against them."

The vampir snorts indignantly. This woman, really.

"Do not forget that my fangs are different from some beast. You will crumble from my bite."

[bloodborneties]

"You brood without saying a word to anyone! They're scared you'll kill them. The method doesn't matter." Thalia pokes his chest. "I don't want to cage you like a wild animal, buuut the well being of my staff comes before you.~"

"Touch me again and I will bite you."

Brooding she says, ridiculous. If he wanted to he could have slaughtered them all. The fact he didn't even reach for his sword at any given time should have spoken volumes... Humans.

[bloodborneties]

"Then I suppose you don't need to see the gardens either." The remark is quick and joyful, almost like the beginnings of witty banter. Thalia steps backward and watches him like a wary feline. "You terrify my landscapers."

"Does it appear like I care? It is their own fault for assuming I would find their blood more appealing than my confectionary goods."

Lazarus folds his arms over his chest with a huff. This woman... She needed a good whack across the head.

[bloodborneties]

"It's a gift. You said your mother liked flowers and I thought you'd like your own." Thalia huffs slightly. "...I wouldn't trust you to grow anything for me anyway."

"You have no right to speak of my mother."

Had he told her such a thing? He couldn't remember. Lazarus rarely spoke of his mother to anyone, so to have her so casually brought up like this agitated him.

"I need no gift from you, woman."

[bloodborneties]

Thalia has given the vampir a set of pots and a variety of flower seeds! Why? ...He needs a hobby, not that she'll say it out loud.

"No I will not grow those for you. Do it yourself."

Why in the world would she think he'd do such a thing for her anyway?