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The room is a fairly standard bedroom with adjoining bathroom, meaning bed, nightstands, dresser, etc. The only difference to a regular bedroom is the larger than normal bookshelf stacked with books and dvds and the half-sized refrigerator that's well stocked. There's a couple pieces of clothing in a choice corner, but otherwise it's fairly clean.

Liz opens the door and leans against it waiting for Nikola to enter.

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Nikola smirks as he brushes past her, stepping into the room and setting his book on the nearest flat surface. He pivots neatly on his heel and looks at her expectantly.

While he'd set his book down she'd closed and locked the door. Smirking at him she moved past him, hooking a couple fingers in the top of his trousers to tug him with her towards the bed while she switched to walk backwards so she could face him. "Now where were we, lovely."

"Somewhere around here," Nikola murmurs, cupping the back of her neck in one large hand and bending to kiss her deeply.

Liz leans into the kiss, pausing in her steps towards the bed. Two steps shy, but she's more interested in deepening the kiss. And adding a sharp nip to Nikola's lower lip without actually breaking the kiss.

That soft growl makes another appearance, and Nikola lets one hand drift down to her hip, pulling her closer against him.

Liz likes that growl. Which means at some point there's another sharp nip to his lip. One long almost bare leg wraps around Nikola's pulling them closer together.

Nikola's hand moves to hold her leg in place as he maneuvers them the last few steps towards the bed, turning and letting himself fall backwards, pulling her down on top of him.

Her other leg settles on the other side of him. Her hands run down his chest, gripping the fabric. "Too much clothing, dear." Is murmured when she pulls back from the kiss to catch her breath.

Nikola chuckles and tugs at his cravat, unknotting it quickly and setting it aside. "Would you care to do the honors?"

"Gladly," she replies softly. Her fingers start the work of getting him out of said fabric. She's even being good and not damaging anything by just ripping instead. And while her fingers work, she leans down for another deep kiss.

Nikola appreciates her care. Good tailors are hard to find anymore.

He holds the back of her head in one hand, licking into her mouth as his other hand travels slowly down her back, scratching lightly along her spine.

Her back arches into the scratches and she gives a pleasant hum through the kiss, as she teases her tongue against his.

Her fingers are slowly reaching the skin of his chest. Nails more than fingers though.

His chest pushes up to her hands, almost daring her to break the skin, and he lets his hand slide further down, fingertips sliding along her waistband.

She pulls back from the kiss with a sharp nip to his lower lip. The nails pause in order to fully remove his cloths from the waist up. She likes nothing in the way when she plays.

Nikola tosses his shirt away and slides his hands into the back of her shorts as he kicks off his shoes.

You know, in case she should get any ideas about removing more of his clothing.

For now she is pretty content with his state of undress. Lowering her head again, she nipped her way from his jaw to his shoulder. Some of the nips coming very close to breaking skin.

Her fingers go back to running nails along skin, hard enough to leave little red welted trials in their wake.

The growl she likes so much makes another appearance. "So nice to come across someone who's not afraid to play a little rough," he murmurs, mimicking her hands movement with his own on her back.

There is a small growl into a particularly hard bite, at his hands. "Rough is one of my specialties."

The nips start to make their way across his shoulder and down his chest.

"I'm beginning to see that," Nikola murmurs. He's also beginning to breath just a bit harder. One hand comes up to tangle its fingers in her hair.

She gives a hum into a bite in response. Teeth settle into the skin over where the heart lies and this time she does use enough pressure to break skin.

Nikola laughs when she breaks the skin, arching up to her mouth. "Careful," he whispers. "Not sure what my blood will do to you."

His words stop her from biting just a little lower from the heart bite. Her eyes raise to his face, "what does your blood do normally, to people?"

Question answered, she lowers to bite again, almost breaking skin.

"Don't know," Nikola murmurs. "I've never given it to someone still living."

He grins down at her, his eyes flashing. "It's not pure, but I'm sure it's still got a kick."

She smirked slightly. "Not exactly human though." She was living but her lycanthropy kills anything weird that may enter her system.

She shifts back up and bites over his heart again. This time hard enough that it should seep at least a little blood.

He groans and his fingernails dig deeper into her skin, drawing a little blood of their own.

"What, exactly, are you, my dear?" he breathes, still doing a remarkable job of keeping his voice steady.