Sebastian EllingtonI need to feel you again, feel my lips on your skin
for one night I could be him, no, I could be better
There was very little that Sebastian enjoyed of dance clubs. The music overhead was far too loud, the beat reverberating almost uncomfortably within his chest. The drinks were far more expensive than just a simple bar. The bodies tended to crowd to the point where intimacy was almost altogether impossible. And the people wanted far more to spend the entirety of their evening here till sunrise. He avoided clubs at all cost and yet, he was still here with the intention of giving this place a shot. The longer he spent within these walls with their figures pressed against him though, the more his own poor opinion of this place was further cemented. He would never put himself through this place again, of that he was entirely assured. Thankfully, the young woman within his arms was easy to coerce beyond the so called "dancing" of the modern era,the vampire instead simply pulling her closer to impress upon the young were his own interests. His lips gingerly graced her neck, allowing her to reach up and pull her hair around her neck if only to press his lips against her flesh, his teeth only just barely brushing against her. Sebastian could feel the blood pumping through her veins and yet, he failed to take what it was he wanted, not yet and certainly not here. For him, the exchange of blood was something far more intimate and Sebastian preferred to keep it so despite the were's desire to be seen.

His tinder trail of kisses halted as she pulled away just enough for her gaze to turn upwards towards him, the words upon her lips momentarily distracting the man. His eyebrow raised ever so slightly and yet, he hardly responded to her. After all, she had been the one insistent upon pulling him on the dance floor and he had conceded with a challenge of his own - to see what she had. If the wiggling of her butt against his crotch was somehow supposed to be enough to cause him to give into her whims, he could hardly help but to wonder what sort of men had filled her bed. The women in dance clubs had no notion of how to truly flirt and tease - this game was easy compared to the dance they had weaved in his day and age. "And here I thought I was." He commented ever so softly, referring to the way he had pulled her close to toy at the skin of her neck. It made him wonder what she had anticipated with this 'seducing' and yet, it was hardly worth the effort of finding out. She had no idea what she was dealing with.

He didn't fault her with it, however, instead finally unleashing his own affinity. His first order of business was to give him room to breathe. As peculiarly as it was, Sebastian abhorred the feeling of so many figures pressed against his. It was a sensation he allowed only when he was desperate or starving. Their surrounding crowd would have hardly noticed the shift in the air around them, simply feeling the need to slowly move their dancing a step away from him till he was afforded with a foot of space in all directions. It was just enough to be unnoticeable and yet, allow the vampire to feel in control once more. His second order of business was perhaps just as easy, unleashing that chemical affinity to draw the young woman even further towards him, to make her want him even more than she already did - to the point that such seducing was irrelevant. "That's better." He commented softly, a warm simper lighting up his lips as he held out his hand towards her. "Now, where were we?"