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[Aidan]

Valentine's day had almost been a disaster. And since then, Rachel had been trying to come up with some plan to make things up to Aidan. He didn't expect it and she knew he wasn't harboring any deep-seated resentments about it, but she just wanted to do something nice for him. Because she was his girlfriend and could. So she figured a nice candle-lit dinner for just the two of them would be a nice way to start.

It was when she found the outfit backstage at the club that things started to get interesting.

With devious glee she put an invitation that would lead him on a scavenger hunt to a variety of locations. In the boutique, she left him a suit that he could wear, at the Hub was waiting a bottle of wine, at the waterfall was a basket of desserts (with all of his favorites) and as he made his way to her hut, she sprinkled the path with some flowers.

Inside the hut, Rachel waited patiently, her small home lit entirely by candlelight and some jazz playing on her iPod. Dinner was on the table and if she'd timed it perfectly, it wouldn't be cold in the least when he followed her last instruction. Come inside and claim your prize.

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She thought he might be. There were always the sweets and fruits she'd gathered for dessert to fill him up if he was still hungry. And she had a feeling that if he wasn't hungry now, he'd work up an appetite somehow. Slowly, she pulled her other foot back and stood, reaching for his plate and hers to set them aside on the counter. The wine followed, loosely corked since it would be nice with dessert, too.

With the food and dishes cleared, she moved to stand behind Aidan, leaning over so she could run her hands over his shoulders and down his chest. "Well, now what should we do?"

Aidan let out a bit of a growl as her hands ran along his shoulders and chest. He loved her touch, they way her hands could either drive him crazy or make him relax entirely. He trembled a bit at the restraint of not jumping out of his chair and just taking her (yet), but he was really enjoying her touch.

"That... feels really good at the moment."

"Does it?" Rachel pulled her hands back up and began massaging his shoulders. Finding a few knots and starting to work them loose. She brushed her lips against the skin behind his ear as she worked, letting the warmth of her breath linger before she stood again, still kneading the muscles under her hands.

"Mmmmm, hard to think," he said with a lazy nod. He could feel his entire body relaxing with the sexual tension was somehow still tightly strung. It was an interesting feeling, what she was doing to him, relaxed and tense. He kind of liked it.

"Fortunately, I don't need to think to know what I want," he said, scooting the chair around so that he could pull her into his lap and kiss her deeply.

She didn't even think of pulling back, teasing him just a little longer, she just gave a laugh as she settled against him, happy to let him take the lead from here. She could taste the dinner and wine on his lips and smell the soap and everything else that was purely Aidan. Kissing him back, she took a fistful of his shirt to pull him even closer because she'd been waiting for this all day. This was the dinner they should have had sooner, this was the way things were supposed to be.

Just like that, all of the tension that had gone away was back, his entire body tense with desire and need. He loved how he could get absolutely lost in her, consumed by her. She pulled him closer and he could feel her eagerness in the way she kissed him and pressed her body against him.

His fingers ran through her hair as he held her close, the other hand wrapping around her waist as he rocked his hips a bit. Every inch of him was on fire and he wanted so much more of her.

There was fire and then there was this. Rachel burned for Aidan in a way that was completely foreign and at the same time, familiar. There was a time when she had the power of an angry god at her command, a fire that could consume solar systems and she held it in check. She could feel that fire along her veins as she spent her time as the Phoenix balance on that precarious edge. But she never fell into that fire, never let it consume her.

With him, she fell, every time.

When she broke the kiss to breathe, the hand not twisted into his shirt closed around his tie and while she wanted nothing else but to stay right where she was, she stood, pulling him with her. Beckoning him like a moth to her flame. Her heart pounded, her breathing was rapid and she was flushed, but she didn't want to do this here. "Bedroom, handsome, now."

The first time they had been together had been hot. It had been spontaneous and a one night fling between two people who hardly knew each other. Aidan understood that there was a case to be made for how hot and exciting one night stands were.

But that had nothing on this. Aidan knew exactly what Rachel was capable of and familiarity in no way bred contempt. His knees trembled a bit as he moved with her to the bedroom, already imagining just some of the things he knew she was going to do to him.

He couldn't keep his hands off her, either. It was necessary to touch her everywhere. Aidan needed to caress, squeeze, massage and grope her. Reaching around, he gripped her ass and picked her up so her legs could wrap around her waist as he carried her to the bed.

"I need you so badly."

Was it weird how turned on she whenever Aidan picked her up and carried her? Wrapping her legs around him obligingly she nibbled on his neck as they moved. "Yeah, I noticed you abandoning dinner a little early." She wondered what he was going to do when he relaxed she wasn't wearing anything under her dress?

Aidan groaned as she kissed at his neck. While vampires couldn't get much sustenance from feeding on each other, it was still an incredibly intimate thing to do and echoes of that flashed through his body as her teeth came in contact with his skin.

His hands shifted on her ass to get a better grip and he could tell that all she had on was the dress.

"You are evil," he growled as he laid her back on the bed, pressing down on her and kissing her hard.

"Absolutely merciless," she agreed, wrapping herself around him even more when he laid her on the bed. The kiss was breathtaking, hard, and more intoxicating than the wine she'd drank. Her fingers fumbled a little, playing with his tie and shirt, mentally cursing at her choice in his clothes. Why did she think a tie was a good idea?

Oh, right, it was a tie.

Laughing against his lips, she managed to pull it loose, using it to cover his eyes. "Let's make this a little challenging, shall we?"

Aidan enjoyed her attempt to get his tie undone as he kissed along her neck and shoulders. Feeling her cling so tightly to him made him feel both secure and insanely turned on. He could feel how badly that she wanted him.

"Challenging?" he said with a small laugh. "Are we going to play hide and seek? Because I don't need to see to know my way around you."

To make his point, Aidan slide a hand up between her legs, brushing against her clit.

Moaning, Rachel shifted her hips against his fingers, knowing that it was exactly what she needed, but not exactly what she wanted at the moment. It was maddening, knowing how badly her body wanted to rush forward, but her mind wanted to savor the moment a little longer, drive Aidan a little more crazy before she gave in.

"Slow down, babe," she shifted beneath him, trying to get him to roll over. "Or am I gonna have to tie your hands, too?"

"I wouldn't complain if you did," he said with a chuckle, voice low and needy. He rolled over easily, no stranger to Rachel's cues. It was fun, knowing what she wanted without having her have to say it. Almost as much fun as it was not knowing what exactly she was going to do next.

"But I'll try and control myself."

"For now." Chuckling, Rachel straddled Aidan's hips, leaning forward to nibble at his neck again as her fingers worked slowly to unbutton his shirt and cuffs. She was going to drag this part out as long as she could, wind him up as tight as she could before she let him loose.

As his shirt parted, she trailed her lips down his chest to his navel where she stopped, sitting up and pulling off her own dress, leaving just her stockings and garter belt on. And with his blindfold on, he couldn't see any of it until she let him.

The promise of controlling himself just "for now" made him groan in anticipation. Rachel was being especially wicked tonight and he absolutely loved it. He would have to ask her later how much of this was just for him. Either way, he was definitely going to have to pay her back in some way.

"Do I get to touch?" he asked, gripping the sheets tightly. "I know your dress is off."

"Not yet," she promised, slowly tracing a finger up his chest and along his jawline until she was able to trace the pout of his lower lips. This had to be pure evil on her part and she couldn't stop herself from lightly running her fingers back down his chest until they rested on his belt which she was more than happy to divest him of as she undid his trousers, giving him a light rub before she pulled away to undo his shoes and socks.

"Oh fuck," he gasped, both in frustration and at the sensation of her finger gliding along his chest. He shifted on the bed, trying to get comfortable as his pants became far to tight for how hard his cock was getting. He wanted to touch and taste her, to press closer in that sort of intimacy that was so intense it was almost painful.

"I'm really going to make you pay for this," he said, although it was more a promise than a threat.

"I bet you are." She slid her hands along side his legs before she took a hold of his pants and pulled them off of him.

Climbing onto the bed, she relaxed next to him, occasionally brushing his arm, or his chest or his thigh with her hand as her stocking'd foot ran alongside his leg. Occasionally, her lips came into play, kissing the trails her fingers had left as her hand reached down to grasp him, slowly stroking him. Leaning up, she took the improvised blindfold between her teeth and pulled it off, letting it fall onto his chest.

"And what do you plan on doing to me, huh?"

As soon as her hand wrapped around his cock, Aidan groaned and arched his back upward off the bed. He so badly wanted more, the fact that she was now stroking him somehow making it all worse, making him even more needy.

Once he could see her over him, with that look in her eyes, it drove him wild. The question she asked was almost a dare.

"Everything," he growled. "Whatever I want. Whatever I need..."

"It almost sounds like you don't know." Still stroking him, Rachel leaned in close so that her breath was warm on his lips. "Maybe you should just show me instead." If he wanted a challenge, or permission, or whatever, she was granting it. She'd had her teasing full all through dinner, it was only fair to let Aidan reap some of the spoils for himself.

Aidan took a shuddering breath as her hand continued to move up and down his cock, lips brushing against his. The offer she was giving was oh-so enticing, but now that he was 'free' Aidan wanted to tease a bit on his own.

"I don't know, maybe I feel like being patient," he said, his grin turning wolfish.

Slowing her strokes, Rachel brushed her lips against his before lying her head on his shoulder. "Then I guess I'll just have to wait here until you're ready." She could be patient, too, even if she hated it at the moment. She even managed so close her eyes, feeling the rise and fall of his chest and the sounds of his breathing in her ears.

It wasn't exactly what she wanted at the moment, but the fact that she could be almost completely relaxed with him like this was almost erotic in and of itself.

"Mmmhmmm," Aidan said, kissing along her neck before biting softly. He liked the weight of her on him, how she almost lazily stroked him as her body relaxed against his. Once he felt her relaxed, moved.

Shifting his weight, Aidan rolled on top of her, sliding his hands along her arms until he took her hands in his and pressed them up above her head. His lips crushed against hers, kissing her hard as he pressed his hips against her.

Not may girls outside of bad Hollywood movies would probably say they liked being bitten on the neck by a vampire, but Rachel found it quite enchanting at times like these. The warmth of breath, the pressure of his lips and teeth was definitely one of her stranger turn-ons and she figured if he didn't do something soon, she really was going to take matters into her own hands.

But the sudden shift made her giggle and she didn't put up an ounce of resistance as he pressed her arms upwards and kissed her. She responded very quickly, opening her mouth to his, wrapping a leg over his hip and grinding back against him with a hungry moan that even surprised her a little. She had no idea what he was going to do next and she didn't care, she was feeling great.

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