death incarnate & night triumphant

How the woman had grown bold over the last several months, Lani readily meeting his challenges and teasing him with her own words. The man was entirely pleased at this change in the girl, Lani hardly the frightened human he had met in that park. Truly, it had felt like years ago when he had first laid eyes on her and shattered that camera. Even then, she had defied him with brash words but she did not cry, nor did she run in terror from the sight of his demon like wings. It was, perhaps, what had intrigued Andras at first, Lani being the first female to not run from him. Of course, her scent was drenched in fear but not because she was afraid of him; she seemed to have been afraid of the situation she had found herself in. No longer was she the meek and subdued girl, Lani having flourished in the recent months, changed into something else. Such a dangerous game he played... those feelings having grown stronger since he had met her, he had hoped they would vanish, hoping they were nothing more than having just found the girl interesting. And yet, here he was, breaking all his rules for this singular woman, something he had never done before.

As he wraps the smaller woman in his strong arms, he glances down at her as he asks what they should do for the night, his head nodding in agreement until she suggests cuddling. Dark hazels snap down to Lani, letting his gaze dance across her impish features. Ah, so she wanted to play, did she? Allowing that wicked smile to turn up the corner of his lips, he gives a casual shrug, "Your wish is my command, if you want to cuddle, then we will cuddle," he winks down at her, leaning forward to plant one more kiss on her head before releasing her entirely before he's moving towards the sink to begin on those dishes. He can hear her steps as she heads to her bedroom, the soft closing of the door before he listens to her talk to that devil cat. It hardly leaves much to the imagination as he listens to the shuffling of her clothes softly touching the ground. Of course, he had seen the woman almost entirely naked and yet... he was so focused on trying to distract himself from the thought of her bare skin, he misses the hesitancy in her movements.

Cursing inwardly at himself, he returns his attention to the dishes at hand, perhaps scrubbing a touch stronger than he had meant to. Andras wasn't entirely sure how he was going to manage a night alone with her, it was different in the lodge, a whole floor separating them. Here... there was no room to hide, there was no flying at night to calm that predatory side of him, no... he suspected he would remain awake for the entirety of the night, telling himself all the reasons why he needed to stay away. Closing his eyes, he finds that infinite patience somewhere within him, finding that it wasn't as infinite as he would've liked. Hearing the door open again, he snaps his eyes open and relaxes his shoulders as he scrubs at the dishes again, afraid if he turned around he might just sweep her back into the bedroom and promptly kick that cat out. As he calls out over his shoulder, Andras doesn't look at her yet, willing himself into calmness. Yet, he freezes almost immediately as she replies. Something had shifted within her voice, gone was the shy Lani replaces with that wickedly teasing woman that came out more often to play.

Slowly setting the dish down in the sink, he turns around, his hazel eyes darkening as he takes her in. He can't stop that predatory glint that so enters his gaze as he slowly travels the length of her frame. Starting from her bare feet and moving to her face. It was as if he were stripping her with his gaze. When hazel eyes meet baby blues, he allows a lazy smile to tug at the corner of his mouth, his arms folding over his chest as he regards her openly. It's his next words that draw a touch chuckle from his throat, "I think you are debating on how to keep me here to do all your chores," he muses thoughtfully though there is almost a strain to his words as he watches the woman. God, how he wanted to devour her. "I see you found my little gifts I left for you," he purrs darkly as he unfolds his arms and prowls towards her with predatory grace. When he finishes closing that distance, he doesn't touch her he merely circles her, inspecting every inch of the woman. "I know you would look delicious in this," he tumbled behind her, leaning in to whisper in her ear before he sucks her ear lobe into his mouth, nibbling it gently with teeth.

Snaking his arms around her, he pulls her against him, her back flush against his chest as he lowers his mouth to her neck, planting light kisses there. "You are a devil woman," he murmurs into her skin, "Or maybe you're a witch and you've cast a spell on me," he teases her quietly before he allows his lips to travel to her bare shoulder. "Tell me... what do you want, Lani darling?"

Andras Steinhello darling