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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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"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.

She gives a small moan, raising her head from the bite and licking her lips.

"Wereleopard." Her nails run down his sides, more little red welts in their wake.

The first bite has, by now, completely healed, as have the previous welts. "Marvelous," he whispers, laughing softly. "Perfectly marvelous."

She smirks at him as she wiggles down a little. Her marks from his nails are healing faster than human but a little slower than his body.

The marks she's made may have healed, but she is now continuing downward slowly.

He lets out a soft moan of appreciation as she moves down and lets one of his fingers drag through the red droplets on his chest.

Her eyes are watching his fingers in the blood as she leaves a new trail from heart down and across his rib cage and down his right side to the top of his pants, still varying from feather light to almost breaking skin. The bite mark just above his pants comes dangerously close to pulling blood but she keeps the pressure just this side of that, her one hand moving to undo his pants now that she's gotten here.

Nikola chuckles low in his throat. "I wondered when we'd get to that," he murmurs, raising his fingers to his lips to lick them clean.

She smirks once his pants are undone and tugs them down only low enough to give her full access to the bone at his hip. Eyes watching him, she lowers her mouth and, just like over his heart, bites hard enough to pull a little blood. She licks the blood slowly before murmuring, "I could always go back up and leave your pants on, pet."

It amuses him that she thinks she's in charge here, and he plays along with the notion.

"I believe you will do whatever you like regardless of my wishes."

Well, she is an alpha and he put her on top, so unless he tries for otherwise, it's only the natural thought process for her. Though she's not truly stupid enough to think she's completely in charge when playing with someone she doesn't know the strengths of.

She nips gently at the bite mark to pull just a little more blood from it. The eyes she raises to watch him have a shadow shifting through them, something not born from the lights in the room but from inside her. "Now that's not true, occasionally I listen to what people say or want. Just have to be vocal about it." Now she does move remove his pants.