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 something about the almost dilapidated park that continued to draw the vampire to it's depths. He should have been avoiding it, especially considering all that seemed to originate at this secluded estate. A small frown tugged as his features as he stared at the grassy expanse in front of him but instead of returning to his hotel room with the young were wolf whom had, for some reason he'd yet to grasp, seen fit to impose upon him and incessantly tempt him, the Englishman found himself stepping within the vicinity. A soft sigh left his lips as he ventured down those familiar sidewalks, purposefully ignoring the swing set where he'd met his maker and the wishing fountain where she'd coerced him to murder an innocent young girl. Instead, Sebastian chose to head in the complete opposite direction, venturing into what was certainly unknown facets of the park. For a while, the englishman was content to wander down the sidewalks of the park until, quite unexpectedly, the pathway opened up to a rather remarkable expansive field with an impressive view of the sky twinkling overhead. For a brief moment, Sebastian found himself stopped entirely within his tracks, his crystalline gaze overlooking the scene before him before he noticed quite who was actually in it.

His gaze refocused upon the couple nestled within the field, their concentration purely focused intently upon each other before flittering to the young woman not terribly far from his current position. His head slowly tilted to the side, his eyebrows furrowing ever so slightly as she watched the fashion in which the young woman stared longingly at the couple in front of them. It was a look he understood - a look of want and it was one he was more then willing to work with. A small simper crossed his masculine features as he stepped off the sidewalk, slowly approaching the auburn haired girl. He was hardly surprised that she failed to notice his presence until he was, quite literally, beside her. His pale blue eyes settled upon the sharp fangs that protrude just hardly from beneath her crimson lips, his own features twisting in a soft simper. There was something appeasing about her - although it hardly took much to strike Sebastian's interest in the first place. He usually chose not to consort with his own kind, their blood was all too....dead for his tastes. However, the naivety that rolled off of the girl, that look of dejected desire for what she thought she couldn't have was enough for Sebastian to reconsider.

"It's kind of sweet, isn't it?" He inquired softly, his voice no more then a simple whisper on the zephyr as he nodded in the direction of the couple. Despite his gesture, his gaze hardly once trailed from the vampire, instead intently watching her every move. Slowly his hand reached out, his finger tips gingerly tracing the girl's jawbone. "Would you like to have that - for one night?" He inquired, stepping closer towards, letting his ability loose. It was always harder to attract a vampire then it was others, his kind was unique. Their bodies were sluggish at best and though this trait attested to their immortality, it always required a bit extra oomph to get the same reaction from his species as it did any other. Never the less, the man was already hard at work, rearranging those chemical reactions to something she might find uniquely pleasant. He hardly expected it to be enough to woo her entirely and it was with that in mind that the vampire leaned down towards her, letting his lips caress hers.