Anti-Hero || Leah Clearwater

21 - Just one time

"All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life
Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life"

Electric Touch (Taylor's Version) (From The Vault) - Taylor Swift (feat. Fall Out Boy)

Felix was on the phone, Leah could hear him speaking Italian in his low, controlled tone. She opened the door, her discarded clothes on one of the bathroom chairs behind her. Her hair, wet, now long enough to reach her chest, were like a wet caress on her back.

Felix was standing by the window, but at the sound of the door opening, he turned towards the naked figure of Leah who was now looking at him, silently.

Leah noticed that despite his expression remaining impassive, a muscle in his jaw twitched and his shoulders stiffened, as the hand holding the phone.

Felix said something in Italian, interrupting the other person on the phone, then ended the call.

He tossed the phone on the table next to him.

Slowly, Leah walked to him. He was standing near the little table that was in front of the window, the sun hitting his skin, his stunning face sparkling. Leah was pretty sure, that closing her eyes, she could have trace only by memory the arch of his eyebrows, the shape of his eyes, the sensual curves of his lips.

Imprinting or not, she was not going to forget him. Ever.

She reached the vampire and tilted her head to look at him. Felix was staring at her face, his eyes in hers. Leah noticed the vivid red, sign of the fact that he had fed recently.

One of Leah's hands landed on his chest, while with the other she brushed his lips with the fingertips. She traced the lip outline with her thumb, his skin soft and cold against hers.

Felix cupped one of her breasts, grazing her nipple softly against his palm.

Leah sighed, her body already reacting to his touch, liquid fire running inside her veins. She was addicted to his touch, to his scent, to the sound of his voice.

Leah pushed lightly her finger inside Felix's mouth and he playful bit her fingertip, before licking it. Then, with a movement so fast that she barely saw, he removed her finger from his mouth, kissed her wrist, then lowered his head to put his lips on hers.

His tongue grazed her mouth, in a slow and delicate movement, as if he were savouring her. His hands were now stroking her back, while Leah's were pushing on his shoulders, making him stepped back until he could feel the bed hitting his calves.

Leah pushed again, until he was seated on the mattress, his big hands on her hips. Never leaving his lips, she placed her knees on the mattress, straddling him.

She rubbed herself on his erection, covered by the fabric of his pants. The friction made Leah moaned and Felix murmured: "Fuck."

She loved the fact that this vampire, always so stoic, cursed when he was aroused by her. It made her feel powerful, revelling in the knowledge that she could make him lose his composure.

Leah ripped his shirt off, buttons flying on the floor and on the bed. She brushed his skin with her fingertips, his abs contracting as he grabbed her hips harder.

Leah stopped the kiss to grasp some air and he took advantage of it by kissing her neck, then her breasts. He sucked on of her nipples, while massaging the other with his thumb.