Sebastian

His Royal Highness, The Crowned Prince of Italy

The depthless blue of the vampire's gaze turned upwards towards her turquoise eyes as he leaned forward to take the bite of crepe into his mouth. God, the flavor of her combined with the banana and chocolate was nothing short of utterly exquisite! A soft sound reverberated within the back of Sebastian's throat, the Incubus entirely aware of the attentiveness Carolina suddenly seemed to pay to every action. Her breath had changed to something shallower and...wanting, that hitch entirely audible to the Englishman's overly sensitive senses. That moment, however, was fleeting as the pair jested of their exchanged flavors. Her features seemed to brighten ever so slightly when accompanied with her laughter - the darkness and sadness that had once rested upon her fair face had been chased away, at least temporarily. Her query, however, was one Sebastian could answer, with a certain hint of certainty. After all, though he had gone without a steady feeding source for some time, she was hardly the first within his life that he had chosen to linger around. He watched as she reached up to run her hand through her blonde locks in some vague consideration, though she hardly spoke of the thoughts that lingered upon her mind.

Sebastian, however, hardly pressed the girl. Instead, the Englishman reached for the wallet within his back pocket. He plucked a card from the depths of his wallet, only to place it down upon the table and slide it across the table towards her. There were remarkably few people within the city that had the information printed so neatly upon that cardstock, though Sebastian trusted Carolina not to share it - she, after all, had thus far earned the Royal's confidence. He watched her pick up the cardstock, only to slide it wordlessly into the back pocket of her jeans. Sebastian slid his wallet back into his dress pants, both of the pair content to finish their delectable treats. It was only her inquiry of what came next that caused Sebastian to hesitate putting the last bite of his crepe into his mouth. His gaze drifted to the watch on his wrist as he informed her that she had but an hour before he was forced to return to the comfort of his own home. The sun, after all, waited for no one and Dorian would hardly forgive him for staying the night with her - that would surely be a betrayal of his own marriage.

The prince placed that final bite within his mouth, only for his gaze to glance upward as Carolina's tongue ran across her lips, lapping up the cream that lingered upon her mouth. She leaned forward, her voice musing softly while her breasts pressed together ever so slightly, only just barely visible in the low cut of her shirt. Her offer to only further their newly fledged bond, however, caused his brow to raise ever so slightly. It was an unexpected offer, though one Sebastian was more than inclined to take up. "We certainly could." He answered, a small smirk crossed his features as the Englishman rose to his feet. His hand reached out to her, Sebastian simply waited until her fingers found his own before he led her from the dining room table and towards the sofa within her living room. The Prince settled on the sofa, only to release her from his grasp to allow her to make herself as comfortable as she would like.

darling I'll make you my next victim
I need to hear the sweet sound of your moans