What to feel? -Camille-

[leon]

Leon rubbed his forehead as he sat at the kitchen table. The sun was dipping lower and lower behind the trees, it would be dark outside soon. He had been sitting at this kitchen table all day, confused by his feelings. He was never confused by anything and this was just killing him. He hated feeling this way but he knew he had to figure it all out before he went insane he wouldn’t be able to enjoy himself if he didn’t. It was a Friday night and he was still at home dressed in his daggies, there was something seriously wrong here. A few weeks ago, he met this beautiful vampire, Camille. Now Leon doesn’t really like vampires and he didn’t like this one at first, but there had been a few times where they had bumped into each other and actually hung out. It must have been fate or something because what are the chances of them bumping into each randomly in this town? Not a very big chance at all. Leon’s thoughts on vampires where that they were vicious blood thirsty maniac’s that only ever think about drinking some poor lass or lad’s blood. He thought this until he met Camille. At first she tried to seduce him because it was all she had even known. After spending some time with Leon she seemed to stop trying to seduce him and everyone else, she genuinely seemed to want to be his friend and not try and kill him for his essence. Leon wasn’t scared of her, he liked her a lot. That brings us back to his feelings; he just couldn’t understand why he couldn’t stop thinking of her.

He got to his feet faster than lightning, knocking the chair over backwards, the crashing noise in the hard wood floor didn’t even make him flinch. He couldn’t sit there anymore he needed to do something before he went insane. Did he like her just as a friend, a friend just until recently with benefits? Or was it more than that now? Was he being stupid in thinking that he actually loves this vampire, when she probably doesn’t feel the same way about him? Did Leon Parker Moire want to settle for just one woman? He couldn’t take it anymore he needed a cigarette, he looked down at the scrunched up packet on the table and growled to himself, he had smoked the whole packet today, while he was sitting at the kitchen table beating himself up. He dashed up stairs and quickly changed into some decent clothes and headed out the door. He had to pick up some more cigarettes before he went insane. As he walked he thought about getting a bottle of tequila and a smile dashed across his face, oh how he loved tequila. He stopped into the green grocery and picked up some lemons and then went into the bottle shop. He waited in the line Tequila bottle under his arm. He was going to call Camille when he got home and ask her if she wanted to get freaky and drunk with him. It was Friday night so the line was long and seemed to not be moving at all. All he wanted to was buy his smokes and alcohol and get home and start drink it. How hard was that, right?

What's on your mind, boy? I love Leon he is sooooo cute
Who is this baby for? Camille
What's the word on the street? 560

[camille]

Camille laid in her bed, staring at the ceiling with a blank expression, just completely still. Part of her was stuck thinking about Leon and why she felt something for him. This man who she once was going to kill, but then he changed her just in the smallest way after what he said that first night in the haunted mansion. Her fingers curled into the blanket, rings under her eyes from not feeding. Normally she did not have this problem, but she did not want to love and yet she did and it was eating at her. They had slept together a few times and it was beginning to emotionally draw her towards him. She figured he hated creatures like her so would it even matter? "Ugh what am I doing? I'm growing so soft," she whispered disgusted at herself as she sat up, looking at the mirror that stood in front of her bed. She paused, coming to the conclusion that she needed to see him or it would drive her literally insane. She quickly slipped into jeans, a tank top, her leather jacket, and her black boots. She left her hair down as she stepped in front of the mirror, growling at the dark rings under her eyes. She knew he would notice, but she hoped he'd ignore it.

She slipped out the door in a second, slamming the door as the sound resounded through the night as she just went down the street at immense speed. It tired her out more than usual, as she just suddenly stopped, his scent rising in the air as her eyes flickered over to him as he walked. He seemed stressed and on a mission as usual. She stood there for a moment wondering if she should go to him like this, but it wasn't even a question at this point, it was a must that she go.

She was not even sure how she would bring this up to him and much less even say this. Camille always found it difficult to tell and show a person that she loved them. She just sighed, feeling her will pushing her forward and without it she would never do anything. She was truly a weak person no matter how strong she seemed against everything she came against. She slipped into the liquor store, the bell ringing as she slipped around the aisles, watching him just barely before he waited impatiently in line and she just smirked. He had this way of making her laugh and smile that drove her crazy. She quietly and swiftly found a place behind him before leaning in and grabbing his shoulders suddenly, "RAWR!" She whispered loudly into his ear.

tag: leon
notes: he ish <3 and oo camille is not doing so hot :/
words: 452

[leon]

Leon hated waiting he just got so impatient sometimes. He would never admit it but he just wanted to get home so he could call Camille. He glanced around the person in front of him and grumbled to himself when he saw the massive line in front of him. He looked at the back of the person in front of him and got lost in the picture on the back of his shirt it was of a dragon and a half naked lady, some people wore the most ridiculous things these days, it really didn’t even make sense what did half naked ladies and dragon have to do with each other? Nothing really. He couldn’t stop looking at it thought; it did have a lot of bright colours. Being a shifter colours really fascinated him because when he was in his shifted form his perception on colours was altered. He usually got a lot of them wrong. It was kind of frustrating but it was what came with the ability really. Before he met Camille he spent a lot of time in his shifted form but now it was hardly ever that he changed.

He was that focused on the picture that he didn’t even feel the person come up behind him, so when they grabbed him and whispered him his ear he let out a yelp like a scared puppy. He almost dropped the bottle of tequila in his hand; he had to juggle it to keep it from crashing to the ground. His heart was beating a million miles an hour when he turned to see who had scared him. Once he saw Camille standing behind him a smile dashed across his face and his heart instantly returned to its normal pace, blasted vampires moving without making a sound. “You scared the crap out of me” he said instantly reaching down and slipping his hand into hers. His warm sting tingled at her cool touch, it was a feeling that he enjoyed very much. “I was going to call you when I got home” he said smiling. He felt extremely happy that she was here, now he didn’t have to wait to see her, she was already there holding his hand. He loved how she just knew where he was.

For some reason the line seemed to move a little faster now that she was there, maybe it was just his imagination but he was calmer now that she was with him. He didn’t care how long he had to stand there and wait now that he had her company. He glanced around the store and noticed that all the men were staring at her. She was extremely beautiful and being a vampire she had this effect on people men especially, she didn’t even have to try and they still stumbled and drooled all over themselves then she was around. A spark of jealousy ran through his body as he watched all these man staring at her. It was like she was his girlfriend and he had to defend her honour but he knew full when that she didn’t need him to fight her battles for her. It still annoyed him though seeing them all looking at her, he just knew what they were thinking. They were thinking about what they would do to her if they had the chance to get into bed with her. What man wouldn’t she was hot.

Soon enough they were at the counter and the man behind the counter looked from the bottle on the counter and then back to Leon. Leon was underage but he didn’t look it, not really and he had a very convincing fake ID but you just sometimes got the odd sales person that wasn’t stupid. The guy behind the counter didn’t even seem to notice Camille standing next to him. Leon then asked the man for his favourite packet of cigarettes and pulled his fake ID out and handed it to the man. He looked at it and suddenly his expression change from suspicion to lust. He was gay! And he was checking Leon out and seeing that he was over 21 on his fake ID made it all the more worse. No wonder he didn’t even seem to notice Camille next to him. He handed over the money for his purchase and grabbed up this things and stepped away from the counter basically dragging Camille out of the store. “Jesus did you see that guy? Gross” he said once they were outside.

What's on your mind, boy? I love this post got my muse back hehe
Who is this baby for? Camille
What's the word on the street? 757

[camille]

Camille laughed as he was a bit flustered, obviously having been in his own little world before she scared him. A mischievous smirk ran across her lips, "Hmm, I had to, it is my job you know." Her tone was serious and matter of fact as she nodded, her smile widening as she could not hide her evil plot of scaring him. Camille smiled, staring at Leon, feeling his warm hand slip into hers as she just kept close to him. "Oh, well I guess it's better this way," she said as she smiled more, her teeth and fangs showing slightly. It was as if a new flame of hope started up in her at his words, her fingers tightening slightly around his. She was a perfect size for him really, a few inches shorter, a bit thinner, and quiet feminine. Right now she seemed more emo than normal though.That was when she noticed a different type of face, almost of hatred. She looked at his gaze, her eyebrows furrowing, "What was that look about?" She asked him, curious of what was going on in his head, just looking slightly worried. Camille hardly worried, except when it came to people who found a place in her heart. It surprised her slightly as she just smiled softly then.

Camille watched the cashier, a smirk coming across her face as she saw the look of desire for Leon come across his face. She held back a laugh as she was soon dragged out of the liquor store, as she blinked. "Hey! Careful!" She barked at him in a joking tone, but part of her was not joking because she was tripping on the way out, a squeak having escaped her mouth. Then she started laughing at him about his comment and just shook her head slightly, "Not very, I can understand him. You know that I'm bisexual right? When you live for so long, your preference dwindles over males or females," she said in a serious tone as she just continued to grasp his hand, beginning to walk in the direction of his home. Ever since she had first went to his house, she remembered the way like the back of her hand and she probably would never forget it either. She felt the rain begin to fall on her shoulders as they crossed the parking lot. She smirked, feeling like this was a bit cliche.

She continued to move, walking in the middle of the street that seemed rather dead at the moment, just walking next to him. Her hair was beginning to form strands from the rain as droplets rolled down her porcelain skin. "Hey, can I talk to you about something? I'm not the best at this, even after 500 hundred years." She said, wincing slightly as she did not even look at him, just expecting him to say no to her question. "I know we have not even known each other for that long, but I'm starting to feel more for you than I have for anyone else in a long time. I just, please, I'm....I'm..." she just could not shut the front door or even say she was scared of losing him, this time she turned to face him and stopped walking, her eyes speaking for her. For the first time in a while, she had let her guard down and she was afraid this would change.

tag: leon
words: 569
notes: haha they should kiss in the rain! so cliche! <3

[leon]

Leon heard her question but he just shook his head and shrugged. He was just being stupid; she was probably used to men staring at her she probably didn’t even notice these days. He just didn’t like it that must count for something then, if he was getting jealous over dudes looking at the girl that he was supposed to just be friends with. He was being to feel more and more inclined to make her his now. Feeling the way he did when those men looked at her, he obviously cared about her more deeply then he has been letting on. After the encounter with the gay guy at the counter Leon was outside fast then you could blink pulling Camille along with him. He heard her complaint and stopped instantly. “Sorry, but he grossed me out” he said giving her his infamous I’m cute smile. He looked up to Camilla as she spoke about being bi-sexual, he was a little shocked at first but it didn’t linger to long, he couldn’t blame her as she was right, living for so long and being with the opposite sex all the time, would get boring. “That’s different” he said “Two girls together is hot”

Leon was a true male, he didn’t mind two girls going at it but when it came to two guys going at it, he was sickened to the core. He just couldn’t imagine what was so appealing about another man’s butt. Gross. A shiver ran down his spine at the very thought of such a thing. They were walking now in the middle of the street holding each other’s hand, it was something they had just started doing, it was comfortable and Leon really liked holding her hand, and clearly she enjoyed holding his hand as well otherwise she would have let go ages ago. Soon soft droplets of water started to slash on his skin and wet his hair, he didn’t much like the rain and usually he would have rushed like a maniac to get home to avoid getting wet. But he was enjoying his time with Camille just walking that he didn’t seem to care that it was raining. Soon she broke the silence between them by asking him if she could talk to him about something. Of course she could she didn’t need to ask his permission. It must be something serious and it must be playing on her mind if she had to ask, he could sense her nerves.

“Of course, what’s up?” he asked still clutching her hand; he glanced at her briefly before turning his eyes back on the road. The last thing he needed was to not see something on the road and trip and fall on his face and bring her down with him and ruin whatever it was she wanted to talk to him about. Soon she spoke again and to be completely honest she spoke like she hadn’t thought it through very well, but his heart skipped a few beats at what she did say as he strangely understood exactly what she was trying to say. Before he could say anything she had stopped walking and if he hadn’t been holding her hand then he would have keep walking. He stopped as well and turned to look at her, the rain coming down even harder now and they were completely saturated. He looked at the expression on her face and the look in her eyes said it all. It confirmed that she did feel the same way about him as he did about her and before he knew it he was letting go of her hand and reach in to hold her around the back of the neck. He forced his lips onto hers and kissed her, knowing in his gut that she wouldn’t pull away from him, he waited for her to kiss him back.

What's on your mind, boy? -Sings- Kissing in the rain
Who is this baby for? Camille
What's the word on the street? 651

[camille]

Camille laughed, partially agreeing, but she could never share someone with her significant other. She was always too greedy over that type of thing, but she did here that vampires had covens further back in time in which leaders had many mates. The thought was demoralizing as she thought over it and she just shook her head, “Typical guy, eh?” She teased as she snuck a look at him, admiring the emo look to him. She had never really ever walked with someone like this, not even William. Will and Leon were two completely different characters. Will was and liked it rough. Leon was gentle, at least from what she could tell. Will was secretive and Leon was open about everything. Will was all muscle and confrontational. Leon was thin and a runner. The only common thing that they shared was that they both seemed to like her, more than the usual man she found companionship with. Her fingers gently rubbed along the back of his, content with where she was even if it never developed into anything else. She would love him forever if he let her and if that made her soft, it made her soft, but she knew they would be soft together.

Camille smiled at his willingness to talk, and she noticed that he never once let go of her hand, as if reassuring he would be here either way. She was nervous and it reminded her of the humanity that still existed beneath the monster that controlled her. The rain made her clothes stick to her body, but she could not even think about that, just about Leon. There was a moment before he did anything and it made her tick for a moment, scared that she might be wrong with her recent thoughts. Then he kissed her, as she felt his hand on the back of her neck. This was like every romantic movie in the way that they kissed in the rain and that the other said yes when the asker thought there was no hope. It was like she was in her own love story all over again. She smiled against his lips before kissing him back, feeling his soft lips on her as she wrapped her arms around his neck, not going to let go. She was flush against him, her frame fitting his perfectly, like a missing puzzle piece. The rain continued to prod at her head and shoulders as she pulled back, her forehead resting against his, as she stared into his eyes.

Camille had never felt so happy, not like this. She slipped an arm around his back as she began walking. “We should get home soon, so you don’t get sick,” she said, looking at him, knowing he was more human that she will ever be again. He still had the possibility of getting sick, but she was practically dead and still walking. She walked steadily with him, but not rushing because she was thoroughly enjoying every moment with him. Finally, they arrived, as she just stepped inside, slipping from him, but grabbing his hand as she pulled him a bit inside and just pulled herself up to him, kissing him deeply.

Tag: leon
Notes: D’awww <3
Words: 535

[leon]

Leon was happy; he was complete now standing here with Camille kissing her in the rain. It was something he had never felt before. Yeah sure he had been with a lot of girls in his day but nothing compared to the feeling he was having right now. The rain coming down was non-existent now that he was there with her, locked in her embrace. There was nothing that could ruin this moment for him, not the rain not nothing. Having her kissing him back was awesome. He could tell that she felt the same way he felt right now, just by the she kissed him. Her lips actually felt warm against his, it was like he was warming her from the inside out. After what felt like hours the kiss was finally broken and he opened her eyes and smiled as she placed her forehead against his. They were perfect for each other, they were so compatible. He looked into her eyes deeply he had trouble looking away when she wrapped her arm around his back. She felt right by his side.

Her words made him smile; he thought it so cute that she thought him to be so fragile. Yeah, he was small and thin and looked fragile but he was a shifter and every other moment he wasn’t in his human form he was dog, he had never been sick in his life and he didn’t think he would ever get sick but it was nice knowing that she cared enough for his well-being. He never wanted to be apart from her not ever. There was one thing that pulled at his mind that upset him but he tried not to think about it too much. After the years he knew that he would grow old and she would stay young and beautiful. Even though he was a shifter he still aged like a human and she stayed the same all the time. Would she want to be with him once he got old and frail? He tried not to think about it too much as he just wanted to enjoy right now with her. He would figure something out he was sure. There had to be something they could do to stop him growing old and she staying young.

He walked with her towards his home the rain still streaming down in a heavy blanket. It was strange where the rain came from as it was clear in the sky when he left his home not an hour ago. Things weren’t as they seemed, not in this town anyway. He and she were a perfect example of that. She needed regular human blood to live and he turned into a big black dog on the weekends. They were quite the odd couple indeed. They didn’t rush home like normal people would if they were walking in the street and got caught in the rain. He himself would have made the effort to walk a little faster to get back to the comfort of his dry home, but this time with Camille he felt content just walking wrapped in her arm. After a short while they made it back to his home, after all it wasn’t that far away from the liquor store. He decided to move in to the small one bedroom home for that very reason. He slipped the key in the door and unlocked it, Camille opening it for him.

He slipped into his home after she did and closed the door behind him, the sound of the pounding rain outside muffled behind the thick wooden door. He loved that sound, the sound of rain pounding down on his roof. He placed his alcohol and lemon down on the small table next to the front door, so he could take his saturated shoes off but was cut short by her. Once inside his home she grabbed him and pulled him into her, she really was much stronger than he was and he secretly liked that. Once again they were kissing and he didn’t mind he loved kissing her. He slipped on hand around to the small of her back and the other slipped under her wet hair and rested on the back of her neck. She was the perfect height, usually he had to stand on his tippy toes just to reach that high. For years he cursed his small size and tiny height but now that he had met Camille he praised it as she was tiny and short just like he was. As the saying when, there was someone perfect out there for everyone.

What's on your mind, boy? Cheer up, sweetie. Hope this makes you smile.
Who is this baby for? Camille
What's the word on the street? 772

[camille]

Camille wondered how this would work, how fate would make them so far apart when it came to death. Part of the idea made her so empty because she would be left here forever while he moved on and she was not sure she could handle that. She watched the ground as they continued to walk, growing quiet as she just hugged him tighter to her with her one arm. She stayed close to him, her head resting momentarily on his shoulder. She hope this would not tare them apart in the end. Camille knew how eighty years flew in the blink of the eye and what if there was not even that much time for him. The thought made her wince slightly as she just held back a sigh so he might not notice. Camille had some of the worst luck with this stuff when she fell in love. William just was so secretive that she was not sure how to trust him and Leon would always age and she did not want to make him choose anything for staying longer with her because she wanted a normal life and to go back in time and have the ability to be with her parents. She would give anything to have remembered an actual experience with them.

She had been getting way too far ahead of herself though. For some reason, it was easy to do that with Leon and it was so natural. She just needed to enjoy this time with him, and not focus on the issues that may come up later. If they came up, they came up and she would deal with it then. There was silence for a mere moment before they kissed as the rain hit the roof top. The sound was so calming and beautiful. She could imagine falling asleep to it. She loved the way he held her with one hand on her back, and the other on her neck. She pulled herself closer to him feeling the wetness of his shirt against the part of her chest that was revealed because of her tank top. She knew she needed to undress, her clothes completely soaked against her. She continued to kiss him for a moment realizing again how perfect they were for each other in both height and weight. They were also happy and both wanted the same things, so was something going to go wrong? Camille knew things never went this perfectly, but only time was to be the teller of their story. She just hoped that nothing would change from this or come between them.

The kiss broke a moment later and she was not sure who broke it, it just happened. She smiled as she looked up at him, loving every ounce of him. Her hands rested on his shoulders as she kissed his cheek softly. “I am going to go get out of these clothes, alright?” She asked him, knowing the possibility of them coming off anyways were high. Ever since a few weeks ago, they had become friends with benefits and she could not help but think that that is what brought them to love each other. “I mean or you could take them off, it means no difference,” she said smirking as she backed away towards the hall way before turning away, finding his bedroom. When she did, she turned on the light as the small light illuminated the entire room. She unzipped her boots while balancing herself on the nearby bed post, just revealing her feet as she rung her hair out.

Camille wondered how this had all happened in such a short amount of time. They had not really known each other for that long and here they stood. They both admitted they loved each other, even if not in words, in their responses. Love always gave her a different feeling and for once she did not feel empty, as though nothing was missing with Leon. Her lips curved into a slight smile as she just continued to run her fingers through her hair, waiting for him to meet her here.

Tag: Leon
Notes: Thanks! It did C:
Words: 688

[leon]

As soon as the kiss was broken between them, Leon’s eyes flicked opened and he looked at Camille. They shared a moment just looking at each other before she reached up and placed a kiss on his cheek. He blushed, why he didn’t know he just did weird little things like that these days, it was strange. He watched her as she stepped away from him and told him that she was going to go get changed, he didn’t mind at all. He didn’t even need to show her where anything was as she had been here enough times these past weeks she should know where everything was. She then said that he was more than welcome to take her clothes off. He bit the inside of his mouth as he watched her, turn away from him then disappear around the corner. Once she was gone a smile dashed across his face and he had to grip the side of the couch to stop him from dashing down the hall way, bursting into the bedroom and tearing her clothes off. Usually he would have done this without even thinking but he wanted to be a different person. It didn’t always have to be about sex.

A thought then sprung into his mind, he would have to change his cell number as well as the home number. There were a lot of woman in this town that had his number and they called ever once and a while to see if Leon was up for a good time. He didn’t want that to happen now that Camille was like kind of officially his girl now and she was a very strong, and sometimes a very angry girl. He didn’t want her to get jealous and go kill these girls. He would change all that tomorrow, right now he was just going to relax and enjoy his time with her. Leaving the alcohol where it was he headed down the hallway and opened the closet and pulled out two clean towels and head for the bedroom. He opened the door and stepped in; Camille had taken her boots off and was ringing out her wet hair. He smiled and walked over to her and held out a towel for her. “Here you go” he said and then walked over to dresser and opened the top draw and pulled out a pair of Pyjama’s that she had left at his place weeks ago he put them on the bed.

He flashed her a smile and walked back to the dresser and pulled out a baggy black shirt and a pair of baggy jeans. He didn’t wear baggy clothing in public but around the house there was just nothing better. He pulled off his wet clothes and pulled on his dry clothes and walked over to the door, he turned back to look at her. “Drinks are on me” he said and slipped out of the room and he headed back down the hallway and picked the bag with the booze and smokes and went into the kitchen and flicked on the light and placed the bag on the counter he pulled out the tequila and lemons and pulled the salt out of the cupboard. He pulled out two shot glasses and slid open the kitchen window. He opened the smokes and lit on up. He looked out of the window at the pouring rain and smile splashed across his face.

What's on your mind, boy? sorry it took me forever
Who is this baby for? Camille
What's the word on the street? 577

[camille]

Camille wondered about him for a moment as he came in a few moments after and grabbed something out of the closet as she watched him and he brought her both a towel and her pajamas. She smiled softly, ignoring the fact that he did not take her up on her offer because sometimes people just did not want to, but she knew it could not be that so maybe something else was going on. She did not mind this because she needed something different again, something calm and just relaxing. “Thank you,” she said as she merely glanced at him before tossing her wet clothes onto the ground for a moment and then slipped into some comfortable big sweat pants and a tank top, her wet hair falling onto her back making her skin tingle slightly from the coolness of the water that clung to her hair. There had been something so exciting and comforting about this night with Leon that could compare with none before. She felt truly complete. She slipped out of the room as she took her wet clothes and hung them up in the bathroom, trying to not make a mess while she stayed here even if Leon did not mind.

Camille walked quietly back into the kitchen where she saw Leon watching the pouring rain and the site of him made her smile. He was smiling and it only made her smile more as she leaned briefly against the wall that lead to the kitchen. She could not believe that they had made it this far in such a short time. Love seemed like such an impossible idea until this point, until him. Part of her was afraid to lose her, but she also knew they would figure anything out together. There was something there that told her that they had been made for each other, inside and out. She made her way over to where he was, coming up behind him as he watched out of the window, her arms slipping around his torso. She just rested her chin on his back gently and kissed the back of his neck. She just smiled softly, feeling like she could definitely get used to this night after night. She knew she never wanted to leave him already and maybe that was too fast, but she could feel them bonding even in simple things like this. If they fell in love this fast, who knows how fast things would go after this, she just hoped she would enjoy each moment to its fullest.

Slowly, she pulled away from him and came to the counter. She waited for him and just glanced over. “Hmm, tequila,” she smirked as she thought about how people usually got smashed off of it. She poured herself a shot and took a lemon. “You know, I have a whole bar in my basement right? I’m not even kidding. It’s not like public or anything, but it would come in use if I have friends over. You should come one night. I have a large selection and everything and I’m sure you would love it,” she said as she smiled, looking up at him.

tag: leon
notes: ish alright dear!
words: 531

[sam]

Leon watched the rain come down heavy outside his kitchen window. He puffed on the cigarette in bewteen his fingers. Everything was perfect everything was the way it was supposed be. Finally he had more then just a one night stand. He had someone that loves him, someone that actually cares about him. Camille was the only girl he had been with that he actually wanted to wake up next to and didn't slip out of the house as quietly as possible. A noise to his left pulled him out of his thoughts. It was camille he smiled as she stalked her way into the kitchen. She walked up behind him and placed a kiss on the back of his neck. Her touch sent shivers up hais spine but it was a feeling that ur had grown to become addicted to. she then walked around him and lent against the counter before reaching over and poured herself a drink. What she said next made his eyes snap up and a smile spread across his face. "really? Why am I only just finding this out now?" He said flicking his smoke out the open kitchen window. He walked up and poured a shot got some salt on his hand and pulled a slice of lemon towards him. Puttting some salt on his hand he licked the salt took the shot and sucked on the lemon. "thats good shit" he said pulling her towards him and embraced her in a passionate kiss.

[camille]

Camille just laughed as he asked why he was just finding out about this now and she just looked at him, raising an eyebrow. “I just wanted to make sure you were not a creeper,” she said, completely joking with a smirk on her lips as she just continued after taking a drink, “A creeper for girls who have bars in their basements and are amazingly beautiful,” she said, laughing softly as her ego kicked in slightly. Then when he came by her, she just smiled as she watched him prepare his drink and say that as he pulled her in, kissing her deeply as she returned it just as deeply. His kiss had sent shivers down her spine as she pushed him back into the counter slowly as she just wrapped her arms around his neck. She grinned against his lips as she just stayed there and stole his cigarette after a moment, taking it between her lips and taking a long drag before she just rested where she was.

“How about you and I go over to my place tomorrow? We can just relax all day tomorrow,” she said as she just kissed him again deeply, gently nipping at his lower lip. For some reason, she was being rather frisky, not really intending to have sex, but rather just being herself. A day with him just sounded wonderful and it would help to be able to just ease out from the stress of the past few days. Now that they knew how each other felt, she just wanted never to leave, but stay with him as the next few days went on. She was sure she might get attached though and not want to leave, but that was part of loving someone.

Tag: leon
Words: 294
Notes: sorry so short!