Re: Alyssa | Damien
For the first time all night, Alyssa stared at Damien unblinking. What the fuck? She didn't use people. The Netherling's mind recalled her words and she downed another glass of bourbon. Good thing it took her a lot of booze to get drunk. "No. I'm not using you. Why the hell would...oh fuck me. I genuinely like you." Her expression remained neutral as she swallowed down past traumas. Her crown only happened because of tricks and being used. "If I exploited you, I wouldn't have." Alyssa cut off herself, biting her tongue, debating how much truth to speak. Fuck. "Made the choices I did when Kol attacked you," she finished, aware how her abrupt stop told Damien that she intended to say something else. If Damien desired to actually know more, he could ask.
Her eyes glittered. "Where's the fun in not fighting sometimes with the person you're fucking?" After all the lines between lust, hate, and love could become very blurry for the Netherling. Alyssa leaned up and grazed his ear with her version of the three little words, "I brought cigarettes." In her purse, in case nowadays. Like the Red Queen kept an emergency stash of E from Kenny if she found herself in the mood to only focus on art...or have sex with increased sensations.
The words from her Netherling husband all those decades ago echoed in her brain and her face formed itself into a grin. "You could say the dark parts, but a wise man once told me they bring out the life in me." Alyssa looked like the skater girl next door once upon a time and now her looks might give an otherwordly appearance, but not dark, even though she knew what made her blood sing. "Is it so bad to covet that type of acceptance?" Alyssa knew in her heart of hearts, she needed someone as equal in her desire for passion and desire for power.
Alyssa felt real glad she left half of her neck exposed for Damien's nose and mouth. Pressed against him, Alyssa began to sway to the music, hips moving with her back to Damien. She reached her arm up around Damien's neck to pull him closer, heels giving her height.