damned if you do

"I'd expect nothing less from you, truthfully." Lucas grinned against her neck, his hands moving from the table to tease down the length of her thighs before grasping her hips, hitching her closer. Hissing in a breath through his teeth at the fingers in his hair (and he wasn't at all adverse to it), the Ascended laughed darkly. "Well," he murmured, his lips dancing along her jugular, "firstly, perhaps I just enjoy the taste of you too much." Inhaling deeply and allowing one hand to roam up her side, coaxing her closer still, Lucas glanced up at the Launceleyn. "Second, maybe I want to rule the world. Maybe you can rule it with me." He grinned. "Either way, we'll talk about that later." Without further ado he plunged his fangs into her neck, and his mouth and body both filled with ecstasy. Groaning, Lucas slid his fingers up to tangle in her hair, tugging her head further to the side. LUCAS making work for idle hands