It was too easy to be pulled in flesh against the vampire, every aspect of her body desiring to be touched by him. She was unaware of his own apprehension towards the crowd that they were currently pressed into. For every ounce of his apprehension, the Were girl was enthralled. She loved the feeling of the music beating in her chest, the sweaty bodies that moved and seemed to meld against her, and the lights that strobed and made everything shine in technicolor. Ah, yes, the woman would certainly be back here, regardless of how her night went down with the man that stood in front of her. Sebastian's lips on her neck were enough to make her shiver, to make her lose every aspect of self-preservation. She wanted him, wanted him to take her blood and give her the attention and passion she so clearly craved.


It was those thoughts that led to the utterance that left her lips, enticing him to seduce her, to give her what she wanted so that she could give him what he wanted in return. She remained aware of his questioning gaze, even though he remained entirely neutral. "You're well on your way," Edie responded immediately, her fingers toying with the fabric of his shirt as she slid in closer to him. The young Were remained entirely oblivious to the way the room seemed to shift and the crowd shifted to relieve them of being pressed against each other. No, the woman was only entranced with the sudden shift within herself. It was so subtle, nothing she would have noticed on her own, but it let a soft breath of air leaving her lips and those fingers grasping even tighter on the man.


She wanted to leave the dance club. She wanted to go immediately wherever he would take her and do whatever he said. It didn't matter what they did, all she could think about was how much she wanted... no, needed the touch of the vampire. "Sebastian," The woman whispered, her voice rough as she brought her gaze up to him, listening to the words that he offered her. Where were they? Oh, yes. "I can't take you home," She replied, a hint of sadness on her lips at the thought. "My Alpha would be pissed" No, she was sure that Frost would never approve of her bringing home a vampire lover. She couldn't risk him interrupting, or worse, any of the girls. No, no. No, that wouldn't do at all. They would have to go elsewhere, somewhere where they wouldn't be interrupted. His place, perhaps? Yes, that seemed like the most logical place to go.

"Let's go," She grasped at his offered hand, taking a step back towards the edge of the dance floor as she drug the Englishman along with her. The desire she held for the man had only seemed to increase as they were left alone on the dance floor, even more so now that she was pulling him out of the crowd. "Oh, we'll have to find a place. Surely you have a place," The woman held little regard for the wheres for the time being, rather focused on how soon she would find his touch upon her. After all, she was sure that she was in for an interesting night. "Now, tell me, Sebastian," She voiced once they had left the club and found themselves in the cool night air. It was easier to see him out here under the light of the street lamps and the moon. He was much more attractive than the strobe lights gave him credit for, that much was certain. The lust she felt for him was genuine, she was sure. "Does it hurt, when you drink?"