Cora Hale (animosity) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2013-04-14 11:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | alec, rebekah mikaelson |
Who: Rebekah and Alec
What: Catching up, hanging out, being pimps, whatevs
When: Today
Where: Home
Warnings: They are Rebekah and Alec. You've been warned.
Things had been settling down into a strange sort of routine since the original blonde had been resurrect from her concrete hell. She had been very grateful to her white knight and the two of them had spent most of their time together locked in a steamy embrace. She couldn't seem to get enough of him and she was so very grateful it was only polite to show him her gratitude. And her love. Rebekah enjoyed his body in so many ways, not the least of which was his warm delicious transgenic blood. Over the years Rebekah had tasted many delicacies but none came close to Alec. It would be a pity to turn him eventually and lose that taste. She would mourn his death as human but it was better than really sending him into old age and death. Rebekah was selfish. She wouldn't lose him.
And he never let her down. He was just like something out of those romance novels that she secretly coveted and hid underneath the mattress because she knew she would be teased mercilessly by her brothers about it. But Alec was ten times better than any book cover Fabio. Everything about him looked like it had been chiseled out of granite. He was beautiful. The kind of muse that would have inspired great artists if he had been created during a different age.
On this particular day they had finally and temporarily finished with each other after spending hours in bed. Rebekah got up and slipped into a very short black silk robe before going to the mini bar and pouring her and Alec a drink. She perched on the end of the bed and handed him one. Once again she was struck by his beauty, by his loyalty. He was perfection. The kind of man she would betray anyone, including herself for.
"What have you been up to lately?" she asked him. "You look positively devious." It was a compliment.