HOPE
I take it and breathe it in, smiling sheepishly, knowing I can give in to the fact that I'm fucking hungry and exhausted without Klaus trying to take advantage of the moment.
"Congratulations. I had no doubts you would live."
"You sure had no doubt, yet you broke the door to see me." I find a joyous satisfaction in studying his profile.
"It was only a push-and-pull mistake. My bad, sunshine." He kisses the pulsing hollow at the base of my throat, his moist, firm mouth demanding a response. I return his kiss with reckless abandon until I hear something that really sounds like a jealous snarl.
"Really? Right in my very own eyes? Why don't you go ahead and have sex while we watch?"
I smirk against Asher's neck, then pull back just enough to shoot Klaus a wicked grin. "Thanks for the idea, Klaus. Honestly, I hadn't thought of it."
Zade coughs from somewhere behind him. "Do I leave? Or… stay for the performance?"
