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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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"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.

"Let's just say at the moment that I have no complaints." There's a hint of breathiness creeping into his voice, but he's still very controlled. He lifts his hips to help her with his trousers.

Any underwear he may have been wearing is pulled down as well, off and tossed to the floor, before she settles between his legs with a smirk that's a little cat that at the canary. "At the moment?"

She lowers her head, giving that last bite mark a slow lick along teeth marks before she moves to place nips, not bites, along skin. Teasing for the moment because she's waiting for an answer.

He smirks. "I reserve the right to change my judgment at any time." He drags one foot slowly up the back of her leg.

Her hand wraps around his length with a hum that's more for the foot than his words. "Don't we all?" She licks the head before taking him into her mouth, sucking and licking him.

This earns a satisfied moan, and Nikola lets his head fall back, gripping and regripping the bedspread.

"I love this century," he whispers.

Elizabeth can be very good with her mouth, and it shows here. And since he'd liked the biting, there's traces of teeth now and then. Nothing dangerous, just teasing.

The teeth get a growl of approval, and an occasional spark from a fingertip, and Nikola buries the fingers of one hand in her hair, not guiding her movements, just, flexing and sliding.

The hand around him strokes what isn't in her mouth slowly, a low hum vibrating through her throat ,around him, at the fingers in her hair. While she's good, she's also taking a slow leisurely pace. Ever the cruel tease sometimes.

Nikola laughs softly as he scratches her scalp. "You're...very good at that, you know."

There's another low hum around him before she pulls her head up, teeth lightly scraping the head. Her hand continues to stroke the length of him. "So I've been told."

There's a sharp intake of breath at the touch of her teeth this time, and his fingers twist in her hair.

"Always good to know where your talents lie."

She gives a chuckle, "That it is."

Her mouth lowers over him again, setting a little faster pace with the sucking, stroking, and occasional pressure of teeth.

His breath comes faster now, and he bites his lip as a soft groan escapes him. His free hand slides down to her shoulder, gripping and scratching.