Is This How You Date?

"Sounds hot," she told him, slipping into a quick fantasy.

Eliana shook her head. "No, it's fine. But to get there, you're either going to have to carry me or get off of me."

With the euphoria dwindling, Eliana had become aware of the pain between her legs. She had never minded pain, being what she was and with the family, she was a part of.

"It's a bit fancier than this. My room, I mean. Fancier than the living room."

She whined when he pulled out of her. It took her a second to get up, and when she did she was still all loose, falling against him and nestling into the crook of his neck.

She held his arm and tugged him down the hallway to her bedroom. The Hall had three rooms, two on the left and one on the right. She opened the one on the right.

The room was very large, done in a color scheme of grays and dark purples. The room, like her living room, had floor to ceiling windows. Her king-sized bed had a large purple curtain pulled around it so that he couldn't see.

The room also had a large flatscreen on the wall across from the bed, and Malvoes would be able to see a walkway that led into the bathroom, which had a gas fireplace located in the wall and in a case of thick glass.

The bathroom turned a corner, so it wasn't visible from where they stood.

She, of course, had a stereo in this room, too.

She winked up at him, before letting him go and strolling over to the bed to pull the curtain back.

The bed itself looked extremely comfortable. Thick, fluffy pillows and luxurious comforters.

Eliana didn't hesitate, turning to him, opening her arms and falling back on the bed with a contented sigh.

"Nice is an understatement."

"What —" she was saying before his lips met hers and all her inhibition she may have felt before drained away replaced with that simmering knot in her stomach.

Eli turned her head to break their kiss. "Loving your virility, dear, but I do gotta know how often many times you can go before you're tuckered out. This may come as a surprise to you, but even I can get tired." Her tone was light and flirtatious.

"I'm usually on the giving end more so than the receiving end," she admitted upon seeing his little smile.

She thought it looked cute on him, not that she'd tell him that. Nope nope nope.

She gave him a quick kiss. "Honestly, I could probably go again." She rubbed her nose with his fondly. "Gets me all hot 'n' bothered when I see you going all primal."

She squeezed his hands. "However, it might be worth slowing down so we can discuss where we plan on standin' and how. Metaphorically speaking, of course. Look, I'm not awesome at this emotional talking stuff, but I'm smart enough to know a relationship can't remain without communication, and I'd hate to see this end."