[ She tips her head back as his lips trail across her skin, sending a warm shudder down her spine. She sighs pleasantly, welcoming his touch. A hand lifting to drag up his cheek it curls in his hair. The opposite tugs him by the shirt and she finds his lips again, kiss deep and thirsty. She's careful, once more, of her fangs. ]
Ah- good. [ For any number of reasons, she says, in no hurry to rush off right now of all times. ] Meetings are boring, anyway. I want to explore, mingle, and play.