Katherine Pierce: Hide & Seek Champ for 500 Years (initforme) wrote in zombieslogs,
"I've always been a fan of the martini," Katherine said as she mixed her own drink. She paused to look up and give Pietro a sneaky smirk. "The dirtier, the better." She turned her attention back to the drink until it was mixed to perfection. Katherine usually had someone around to fetch things for her but for some reason she couldn't quite put her finger on, she didn't want Pietro to see that. He wanted her to need him and she was happy to oblige letting him think that she did. That was how it all started after all.
She took a few steps towards him, swagger in full effect to match the sassy little outfit she had picked out for the day. The heels were for Bev, of course. She wasn't looking to impress Pietro at the start of the day but that was because she didn't know he had fallen in love with her. It was so sweet when they were like this. It sucked later on when they were all burned out like her sweet sweet Damon.
"Are you offering me your blood, Pietro?" She walked a little closer and took a drink. Everything Katherine did, every twitch, every move was designed to catch his eye. She was the spider casting her web and he was the helpless fly. She put one fingernail against his neck and gently scratched down the length of it. He smelled absolutely delicious. And who was she to deny the kindness of strangers?
She set the martini glass aside and leaned up, body pressed to Pietro's as she gently sank her fangs in. Katherine had been doing this for five hundred years so she was very good at what she did. The pain, if any would have lasted for a mere second before endorphins of pleasure would shoot through his body.