"Mmm, I bet they are." And why wouldn't they be? Ric was so big and strong. He had these perfect broad shoulders and this slender waist and his face... like a Norse God. He reminded her of the men that she had known back home, well, back at her mother's home. He was definitely of Slavic descent. She could tell that much for sure. And she was sure that they looked perfect and beautiful together, which was also very important.
"So Ric.." She began, fingers dancing lightly across his chest as she pressed her body against his own, capturing him between herself and the tree. "How long have you been a vampire? Have you been alive for a very, very long time?" She leaned up on her tiptoes to trail her tongue up over his adam's apple, leaving a warm path upon his throat.