The vampire curse. F. Shelby

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Lizley was tense whenever Finn was in the same room trying to avoid to talk about the conversation earlier.

The mood was incredibly awkward once again between her and Finn.

She looked up from the dirty mirror making eye contact with him in the mirror as he locked the door.

Just like they did back in the days they would share a room and a bed but it was different. They weren't kids in love anymore, they were adults. They were capable of their own actions now. Every night she could feel the warmth of his body against her keeping her from freezing and it set herself on fire. Her mind drifted to places and her body ached but she couldn't find the courage, the audacity to do what she had desired for long.

Liz concentrated on getting off her jewellery in the mirror as Finn stripped out of his jacket with more force than necessary. She put down her family ring as she watched him in his shirt, slowly turning to her not getting undressed and fall into a dreamless sleep like most nights.

He stepped behind her suddenly helping her open her necklace. Liz mindlessly bit her lip at the proximity. Her stiff fingers let the cold metal of the necklace slight onto the drawer as she locked her eyes on his. He seemed dark, broody, angry in the bare light but her eyes spoke light, innocence even as if she was the harmless dove she pretended to be. He didn't look like himself but neither did she.

"We are not kids anymore" His voice was darker than usually, she recognised that immediately yet he didn't smell like alcohol. He carefully removed the hair from one of her shoulders giving her goosebumps already. Slowly but not unsure just teasingly or he was devouring on the moment– the heat of her body against the crisp winter air, only her ragged short breaths in the silence, the light flesh on her chest rising and sinking in the mirror. "Some would find it very bad if they'd know we sleep in the same bed every night" His words were so slow when he whispered them in her ear stroking it with his lips in the process. He left a single kiss on her shoulder very slowly trying to make sure she was comfortable, making sure he had listened properly to his brothers to make her feel good.

"Oh fuck me already" She let out in agony as she melted into his touch just needy to feel him after all this time leaning backwards against his body. She needed to feel his skin, burn into his touch, she wanted to let those sweet noises escape her.

"If you want me to" His kisses got hungrier on her skin until she turned around and kissed his lips as if she needed them to breath. Her small hands clung onto his neck pulling him closer while she felt his fingertips crushing the fabric of her dress on her sides and the skin underneath.

Her hands found his shirt and ripped it apart instead of opening it peeling it off his shoulders in such a needy manner. His finger were surprisingly good with opening her dress. It was like stripping a horse from its bridle to let them free.

He lifted her onto the dresser trying to be as close as possible as he could be. They didn't felt each other's touch for to long. Her dress went to the floor leaving her completely bare, a underdress had appeared useless in her mind. One of his hands found their way up to her breasts while the other one steadied her on the waist. His lips eventually left hers to explore the parts he had imagined countless times. He imagined this whole situation countless times. He picked her up from the drawer to put her onto the bed softly. Liz let out a sweet moan as she could feel him between her legs.

"Fuck" She let out as he actually pulled down the last piece of clothing separating them

He wanted to state how beautiful she was. How he loved her, how he desired her body- all of it but his throat wasn't up for talking.