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
The vampire was entirely aware of the young woman's fingers as they toyed with his shirt, and yet they hardly distracted him from the magic that he so effortlessly wielded. No - he had worked on perfecting his craft far too long for a mere touch upon cloth to distract him. Thankfully, the young woman hardly seemed aware of his influences upon either the congregation that had once pressed upon them so uncomfortably to the woman himself. His crystalline gaze remained steadfast upon the woman as she stared up at him, Sebastian could far too easily recognize that want and lust that pervaded every bit of her colored irises. She was ready to leave the club already and she'd hardly required much coaxing at all. Then again, he'd known she was ready for this the moment that she had singled him out from the crowd.

His attention remained entirely focused upon the were-girl at the sound of his name upon her lips, the man's eyebrows furrowing ever so slightly at her mention of her Alpha and his own feelings on their copulation for the evening. He hardly questioned it however, he'd never gotten much involved within the politics of the were-world, much less any supernatural world at large. Fortunately, he hardly even had to respond before the girl's attention had pivoted to instead drag him through the crowd in the same fashion she had only moments ago. This time, thankfully, they were leaving the pressing of bodies that so coaxed that fire within his belly - the hunger for blood that ran so rampant within him and so, frankly, he hardly protested her desire to put this tantalizing establishment behind him.

Softly, the vampire inhaled the cool night air as they stepped onto the busy sidewalk outside the dance club. He glanced down the street at the line that waited ever so impatiently for their entrance into the very same club they so haphazardly left. His dark blue gaze turned back towards the girl, a small simper pulled at his features at the sound of her inquiry. She was much easier to handle like this - when the want had overwhelmed any silly notions of romance or wooing. It wasn't to say that he was beyond such concepts but he had no false notions of what tonight was or what their relationship held, it would be silly to askew it otherwise with such fanciful ideas. Still, Sebastian shook his head ever so slightly at the girl's question, she was certainly in for a surprise.

"No, it won't hurt at all." He cooed softly in her ear before motioning with his head down the street, this time taking the lead as he led her further from the dance club. Although she had insisted to him taking her back to his own lodging, Sebastian blatantly refused to do any such thing. It was a general rule that he didn't take any such conquests home - if everyone knew where he lived, he'd be hard pressed to not only stay anonymous but to also keep up his rather frequently sleeping around. And so, instead, Sebastian led the girl into a near by alley between two buildings, ducking behind a small outcrop. Well - she had said she'd wanted to be seen, hadn't she? Rather then offering the girl a chance to object, however, Sebastian used the momentum to swing her around and press her back against the wall.

One hand slowly lifted up the edge of her shirt before nestling on her waist, the other pressed under her jawline to raised her chin upwards, his lips pressing feverishly against hers. There was no point to taking this slow. Her lust was already raging out of control and he had had every intent to get exactly what he wanted and then continue with whatever his night might possibly hold beyond this singular moment. His hand crept around her wrist, cupping her butt with his palm as he stole another kiss from her, ensuring she was entirely as ready as she seemed to be before here started lifting clothing as much as covertly and publicly possible.