I groaned once more as he kissed my neck.. But I was saddened once he pulled Away. His words hurt a little, But it just proved my point that I wasn't good enough. "I.. I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have.. " I began, But couldn't finish. I just backed Away and walked down the hall, and to the living room, where I sat down on the couch, silent..

The sound of her groan made me want her even more, and I deepened the kiss, pushing her against the wall. A soft moan escaped my lips, and I moved down to her neck. A few more seconds of passionate kissing passed, until I tore myself away. My breathing was heavy and unsteady, and it took a lot to simply look away from her. "I can't do this," I muttered.

I chuckled softly, and blushed as his hands wrapped around his waist and when our bodies pressed together I got goosebumps up and down my skin. When his lips pressed to mine forming a passionate kiss , I immediately kissed him back, our tongues soon wrestling and ttoying with one another, making me groan softly.

I looked up at the girl, mostly surprised, yet partially amused. I wrapped my arms around her waist once more, dragging her as close as possible, my body pressed against hers. "You really are a minx," I whispered, in a tone loud enough for her to hear, before I pressed my lips against hers in a passionate kiss. Everything inside me screamed no, but I couldn't pull myself away. I continued to kiss her, my arms tightening around her waist.

"How about... " I began, But then his hands found my waist and my face became warm once more. I frowned once he pulled Away , he looked troubled, and I didn't like that.. I stepped closer to him and Ipplaced my hand on his cheek and I kissed his forehead softly..

I rolled my eyes, a smirk forming on my lips. "I said I wanted you to choose, you little minx." I muttered, wrapping my arms around her waist. I stared at her for a while, before I removed my arms from her waist and looked away. I was breathing heavily, and it was all because of her. I could hardly keep my hands of her. Damn it, now you've gone and developed feelings for some girl you don't even know, I thought.

I looked into his eyes, my face becoming warm with anxiousness and nervousness. "I.. like.. any games.. what are the options?" I asked softly, my voice calm and quiet, but loud enough for him to hear. I didn't like this teasing. If he was going to kiss me he better do it soon.

I gently stroked her cheek, tracing my finger along her jawline, and unto her lips. My index finger lingered on her lower lip, before I removed my hand from her face. I still had my face considerably close to hers. I wasn't sure what it was bout this girl, but I had an odd feeling, and I couldn't place my finger on what it was. "I want you to choose." I whispered, my gaze falling to her neck. The slightest smile spread across my face as I looked into her eyes once more. "Please?" I added, with mock innocence in my voice.

My face became warm, and he was very close, I thought that he would kiss me, I just stood there, looking at him.. I could feel his breath on my lips, it gave me goosebumps. "Whatever you want.." I said, almost in a trance. He had me in his little trap, and I couldn't seem to snap out of it.

I smiled at her, playimg with the ends of her hair. "What do you want to do?" I caressed her cheek, thinking a bit. "What about a game. . . Do you like games? I do." I leaned closer to her, examining her, as if I was about to kiss her, but instead whispered 'What type of game do you like?"

I calmed down, my fists relaxing, and I felt no anger as his lips touched my forehead. Why was he banging my head on the table one minuet and the next, kissing my forehead? I honestly didn't understand what he was trying to do, I looked up, looking into his eyes. I wanted to know what he was feeling, but the emotionless look gave me nothing.

I laughed softly, my usual crooked grin on my face. "You look sad, don't be sad." I kissed her forehead, running my hands through her hair. "Oh come on, if you hate me, then how will you live with me?" I chuckled, "I don't hate you. . .so. . ." I stared into her eyes, my expression unreadable.

I groaned feeling the pain of my head being smashed on the table. His words were harsh, and I could feel a headache coming on rather quick.. When he dragged e back up by my hair, I stayed quiet. I wanted to curse him out, and kick him hard in a certain area. I contained my anger, and just looked down, my jaw clenched rather hard.

I grabbed her hair, slamming her face into the table. "Listen," I hissed, not allowing her to lift her head. "I didn't kidnap you. Unless you wanted me to let you wander the city, until some dhampire came and shot a silver bullet through your pretty little head, this was the only choice. Consider this as. . .me protecting you, fo r now." I dragged her head back up forcefully, so I could look into her eyes. "I'm being really nice to you by not killing or seriously injuring you, so you could at least be pleasant in return."

"You kidnapped me, I shouldn't have to explain shit to you.." I said, finishing my glass,m licking my lips as well, and set the glass on the table, I criss crossed my legs on the couch, and I held my head in my hands. I couldn't let him take control over me.

I chuckled, placing the glass to my lips and taking a sip. "Pure blood, the tastiest drink in existence." I mused, before taking another sip of the drink. "Well, being a vampire is better. Humans are weak." I finished the blood, placing the empty glass on the table in front of me, then placing my feet on the table as well. I ran my tongue over my lips, licking the remnants of the blood, then turned my gaze to Lilac. "You didn't even answer me, what have I ever done to you?"

I didn't answer his question.. He knew what he did, so why should I answer back? When his thumb ran along my jaw, I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, causing me to get goosebumps. When he walked away, I thought about how I felt about him.. I would have to play hard to get with this one.. I couldn't let him win me over. When he came back with two glasses of the dark liquid, I slowly took the one he handed to me, and didn't hesitate taking a drink. Instantly feeling refreshed. "Sadly, I am.."

I grinned as she looked away. I didn't like showing this much emotion, but for some reason, I couldn't help it. "I make you angry? What did I ever do to you?" I rubbed my thumb on her jaw and traced my finger along her face once more, grinning lopsidedly. I stood slowly, before I turned and walked into another room. A minute later I returned with two glasses filled with scarlet-coloured blood. I sat beside her once more, holding one glass out to her with a smile. "You should reconsider your idea of fun. After-all, you are a new person, now."

Dammit.. His eyes.. The hunger he seemed to have in them, the way his hands ran through my hair. I shook the thought once more. He can't win me over, and he never will.. I can't let him win this.. "That's awful.." I said softly, and looked away, feeling my cheeks gain the pink tint again. "Then you'll have alot of fun with me.. Since you in general make me angry."

I shook my head, "Your idea of fun is blurred. And sorry, no, can't let an uneducated vampire run loose." A smile tugged at the ends of my lips, but I kept my serious face. "To me, fun is hurting people. seeing their faces when you cause them extreme pain. Fun is having a feast of blood with a few close friends. Listening to music can sometimes be fun. I've seen the movies, and 'getting drunk' hardly seems to qualify as fun." I ran my hands through her hair, my smile widening when I noticed her glare. "Anger is fun too."