oom - In a room with Ivan

[lazy_but_loyal]

[Continued from here]

The room that Bar gives them is as efficient as any hotel room but not entirely dull to look at, because this is Pam, and she gets bored fast.

When Ivan opens the door, Pam stops on the threshold. He booked the room after all, so it's kind of his.

"You need to invite me in," she says, a hand on her hip. "It's a vampire thing."

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[vorpatril]

He goes in and gives it a check the way he's been taught of weak points before turning and offering her his hand, "Please come in."

[lazy_but_loyal]

Pam smirks and slips her cool fingers into his hand, and steps inside.

"Are you always such a nice guy?" she says, perhaps a little teasingly.

[vorpatril]

Ivan smirks, "No, but I don't go looking for trouble I can't get out of."

[lazy_but_loyal]

"And you're smart, too."

With a gleam in her eyes, she steps right up to him and pulls him into a hungry kiss, because why not, he is kinda hunky.

[vorpatril]

He'd say something but her kiss needs to be appreciated and returned.

[lazy_but_loyal]

It's probably unlike any kiss he's ever felt, because Pam's lips are just as cool as the rest of her skin. And when she swipes at his tongue, hers is cool and dry.

She breaks the kiss and tugs at his shirt.

"Better take this off. You don't wanna get anything on it."

[vorpatril]

Ivan's in uniform so there are layers, the cool is strange but not bad, "Yes, one moment."

He's in his dress greens and unbuttons the outer tunic, folds it and then takes off the collarless shirt underneath it, he has a simple undershirt beneath. He keeps himself fit and no major scars.

[lazy_but_loyal]

Pam watches intently. With each layer of clothing removed, she can smell his body heat all the better, can see his blood coursing through his veins.

"Not bad," she murmurs, her long eyelashes flickering as she looks him up and down.

She presses a soft, delicate hand to his warm chest and urges him back to sit on the edge of the bed.

[vorpatril]

At her push he sits down with a little preen, "I strive to never disappoint."

[lazy_but_loyal]

She stands over him and runs her fingertips over his clavicle and caresses the side of his neck, tracing the path of his jugular.

"Well, you're doin' real good so far," she says.

"Undo your pants."

[vorpatril]

He shifts towards her touch, which reminds him more of cold water than a person and reaches down for his pants, quickly unsealing his tall boots as well. Its always more comfortable not to have them on as they're modeled after cavalry boots. She reminds him of some of the older women he's known who enjoy their control and know what they're doing in a bedroom. Tonight he's the student.

[lazy_but_loyal]

Oh, he has no idea just how old she is.

As she watches him get comfortable, she has a thought. She is wearing a vintage outfit and blood is a bitch to get out. So she undoes the buttons of her jacket top and slips it off. Underneath is a light sleeveless blouse -- which is staying on. She drapes the jacket over a chair.

And then, moving in a blur too fast for the human eye, Pam is on top of him, pinning him to the bed with her fangs bared.

[vorpatril]

Her speed is unnerving and he tenses, one hand reaching for where his stunner often is before looking up at her. He agreed to this and he heard what she said and starts to take a slow breath.

[lazy_but_loyal]

She lets out a cool, purring chuckle against his skin. Getting someone's adrenaline up makes them so much more appealing.

"Mmmm, just the way I like it," she purrs, one hand sliding down his chest and stomach, as she bends her head to breathe in the scent of his blood rushing through his veins.

[vorpatril]

Her purring actually feels nice as does her hand and with a small chuckle he says, "I aim to please."

[lazy_but_loyal]

Blood flows faster when humans are...excited. Aroused. Panicked.

Panic and fear taste so sweet.

But aroused will do.

"You're doin' just fine," she murmurs as she slips her hand down into his trousers and begins to stroke him. Her fingers are cool but impossibly soft and smooth, and her touch is delicate-- for now.

[vorpatril]

He's still alert, he's been trained to be on the watch for danger and its not easy to turn that off. Her touch is skilled and he sighs quietly with pleasure.

[lazy_but_loyal]

His heart beats so wonderfully.

She plants hungry, open-mouthed kisses along the side of his neck, the points of her fangs just only scraping his skin as her touch becomes firmer and more focused on getting him hard.

[vorpatril]

The kisses are a wonderful mixture of hot and cold and he likes the nips. He groans as she seems like she'll enjoy hearing him, not everyone wants noise and she's good.

[lazy_but_loyal]

She's had a lot of practice, to say the least.

Ivan groans, and she purrs appreciatively. It's the same way a predator likes hearing its prey squeal.

She slides her other hand under his head and makes a fist in his hair, bending his head back to expose his throat just so.

"Ready, big boy?"

[vorpatril]

He gasps at the hand in his hair and the tug and says, "As I'll ever be."

[lazy_but_loyal]

With a growl, she bites him.

It'll hurt. Because, y'know. Biting. Sharp, pointy teeth. Blood.

Nice, hot, sweet blood that flows from those neat puncture wounds and into Pam's mouth.

She counters the pain by continuing to stroke him, as her lips and tongue move in an almost soothing, hypnotic rhythm.

[vorpatril]

At the bite, he makes a sound that's not fully a moan or a gasp as he feels overwhelmed with pain and pleasure.

[lazy_but_loyal]

She swallows, taking deep gulps. The blood is sticky on his skin and her lips grow warm and wet with it, but her touch is still cool.

[vorpatril]

He groans, the feel of her lips and teeth pulls his attention as a part of his brain points out that's his blood. Her touch is skilled and the cool keeps him hard.