"I was the King!" There was a definite pout when Dean, or Dee - they'd taken to calling the new female Dean Dee. It worked better than trying to explain why she had such an odd name. They could use the whole 'go by the last name' thing, but then they'd have to figure out a first name. Dee was just easier.
"What did his face look like?" There were a few more pokes to the murse's cheeks. The pokes were followed by a boop to the nose and a happy little smile. It was such a girlish little thing, though there was something more in Dee's eyes.
"Show me the face. I bet it wasn't at all what you think." Dean knew faces; even a drunken Dee knew faces. The body could take a lot of alcohol, but not the same as what he'd had before. Dean, Dee, whomever tried not to think about it too long; it made sense that a change in body would mean a change in alcohol consumption, but not being able to drink anything and everything he, she, whatever wanted seemed too great a punishment, perhaps almost as much as losing his manhood. Really Dee didn't care what face was made, it was just a tease. Aidan had acted like a jealous girl, only with a hell of a hook.
"When did you feed?" The poking fingers moved to trace Aidan's ears and play in his hair. The question could be anything, and Aidan was good enough to keep the feeding out of sight. A hand took the murse's jaw, tilting it here and there, and her free hand kept playing in his hair.
"Is that why you got all alpha male? This is my ass!" The hand at Aidan's jaw dropped to grab Aidan, as if to claim his ass. "Needed a good fight, shit I could go for a good fight. Then a good fuck. And a cheeseburger."
Dee leaned forward, sighing softly, head to shoulder. Dee's hand below Aidan's belt stayed where it was. The other slid along Aidan's neck, over his shoulder, and down his arm before slipping round to play absently with the back of his waistband. Somehow Dean was aware of the current position; Dee, if the two could be two different people, didn't care. There was a nicely shaped body, ignoring the male bits, pressed against Dee's nicely shaped body. They fit together as male and female bodies fit rather well together, and while Aidan wasn't blazing hot, the cool skin could be ignored too.
Dee's hand at Aidan's waistband had managed to touch said cool skin, right at Aidan's back. The one at his ass wasn't grabbing anymore. In fact, it had moved to Aidan's side.
"Your skin..." There was a hint of bedroom hushed in the female voice. "Not what I thought." Dean had been around vampires, touched a few in the not so soft and gentle way.