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"I like the woods, too. I traveled through a couple of the larger European forests in those years. I was never a good woodsman, but the peace of it, and the quiet, well, it was nice." He nods, remembering.

"Traveling, bathing in streams, starting my own cookfires and catching my own food, that was a pleasant time."

He chuckles. "So I would not mind revisiting it with you, wandering in woods, if there are any you like around here." He wiggles fingers out and about again.

"I don't mind the open either, as long as there is a sight to see." And his eyes stay on her, warm regard as he grins.

Somehow, learning that he could take care of himself in the woods seems to please her to some extent. It's not often she can find a guy that could so, it got her thinking about a few other things they could do together.

"You sound like you vould be fun to go camping vith. At least I vouldn't haf to vorry about you accidentally getting lost.. zhough, I vould haf to see if you could keep up vith me in zhe voods." She tended to be a little..wild when left to her own devices.

But, his comment about not minding the open as long as there was a sight to see might have brought a faint blush to her cheeks as she glances away to sip the last of her lavender tea. "Oh? Zhen perhaps ve should explore zhat sometime. I hear zhe parks up here are razher lovely around sunset."

"That would be fun. I could cook us a dinner and a breakfast just in case, but then we could go camping a little." He grins at her.

"I may not be able to. I know the woods some, but if you know them at all, you can likely surpass me." he has no doubts of it.

When she says that and blushes, he grins.

"I like this idea. A walk in the park, sunset near, two people looking for fun..."

She glances towards him again, her gaze thoughtful for a few moments even if that blush wasn’t going away. “ Now zhe question iz, just vat kind of fun vould ve be looking for on an evening stroll?” Rip certainly has a few ideas of things she might be willing to let happen.

It just depended on what his intentions were.

His grin is lazy, and warm, and he nods. "You inspire me, so I shall be honest." His cheeks are red, very red, but he goes on.

"I myself would be open to just wandering, exploring, and talking. Or possibly snuggling and smooching. Or possibly fucking against trees or on blankets. One of those... Lady's choice..."

Those were quite the choices for her to consider as she turns a little more to regard him. He might notice her gaze looking him over for a moment as her smile becomes more secretive. "All of zhose activities sounds simply lovely to explore vith zhe right time und place."

Her fingers idly trace around the rim of her teacup as she toys with it, considering the possibilities. At least now she had a better idea of his intentions towards her and it seems to please her that she inspires him in such a way. Then again, even Rip can admit to a tiny bit of vanity every once in a while.

"Zhough, vat if zhe Lady may be interested in sampling zhe possibilities before going for said stroll? Ve do haf zhe perfect atmosphere right here for at least.. one or two of zhose activities in question."

"Agreed." He grins at her softly, eyes watching her. She is beautiful, and kind, and intriguing, and he does not know what will happen, but he is hopeful.

"That depends on what she would like to sample, and how deeply and... thoroughly?" His grin is almost teasing as he answers.

There was much more about her he didn't know if he thought she was kind.. The rest she would agree to. But, kind.. wasn't something usually used to describe her. At least, not until recently anyway. Rip takes her time thinking, noting just how hopeful he is.

And perhaps that he has the same interest in her that she may just have in him~. "Vell, You did bring up cuddling and kisses~. Zhough, I do find myself razher interested in zhe fucking aspect you brought up alzo."

Her fingers dance along the edge of her tea cup for a few moments. "Perhaps I may vish to sample zhe idea of being laid out on a blanket somevhere...a very deep and thorough sample perhaps?"

Clark chuckles, his cheeks red, but he nods.

"We could do some laying out, and some smooching. And some cuddling, and work up from there to the more thorough and deep explorations?"

He rises, supping his drink a little more, before he pouts it down and extends a hand to her.

"If the lady would like to join me o the couch or on the bed?" His heart is pounding and he is nervous, but he also is not scared to do this. It feels like fun.

"Zhat sounds like an agreeable course of action to me." She watches him rise and then extend his hand to her. For a moment she just pauses, delighting in the anticipation it builds up between them before she takes his hand and allows herself to rise.

Perhaps wearing this dress tonight was a good thing after all. It meant there was less she had to take off if they decided to go further than kissing and teasing. "Perhaps zhe bed if ve are vorking out vay up. Zhough, I'm never opposed to being pressed against a vall.. or bent over zomething."

She smiles slightly and steps closer to him as her senses tune into just how much his heart is pounding within his chest. He was nervous, but excited. His scent lacked the fear one might expect some to have when faced with being intimate with a vampire.. This was definitely going to be fun.

"Please, lead zhe vay."

Her smile, the way she moves, makes him grin, and he bends, there and then, and gently kisses her, a slow thing of warmth and desire and promise, before he nods and leads her toward the bedroom, one hand still holding hers.

In the bedroom, there is a very large bed, and a bedside table with drawers, as well as a bureau at the far end and the opening into his bathroom and shower unit. The bed is covered in a hand-sewn giant comforter and he throws it back, toeing off his shoes, and settles on the bed, then beckons for her.

"Come here, beautiful."

She relaxes as he bends to kiss her. It's not often she has a partner taller than her..she forgot how much she enjoys it as she kisses him back, keeping it gentle and teasing with only the barest hint of her fangs before her pulls back.

Her hand rests in his as he tugs her towards the bedroom. Once there she glances around, taking in the decorations and furniture, even noting the bathroom and shower.. she may wish to tug him in there later if he was interested. As he moves the comforter, she takes more notice of it, even admiring the hand-sewn quality and wondering who made it.

She might ask later.. After they have a little fun.

As he toes off his shoes and beckons her, she slips off her own and moves bare foot over to him, pleased at being called beautiful as she moves to stand between his legs. Rip stands over him, leaning in to let her long hair cascade around them as she gently cups his face.

"You flatter me." She smiles before closing the distance for another kiss.

Her closeness, her beauty, makes him shiver in arousal, and he strokes hands along her sides, up toward her top.

"I tell it how I see it."

He loved how her hair frames them as she kisses him and he kisses back, passionately, his tongue swirling out as is lips part a little, teasing at her lips, and inside if she lets it.

It doesn't take much convincing to get her to part her lips and let him explore just like she wanted to explore him. His passion is answered with a flare of her own as her thumbs stroke along his cheeks, caressing him as she keeps the kiss going for as long as he'll let her.

Rip doesn't need to breathe but, she's used to having partners that do. There's something about having a partner that breathes and has a heartbeat pounding in their chest that excites her own arousal.. knowing they are eager and willing for a creature like her has its own special appeal to her.

Not to mention.. if he was as strong as he said he was, Rip was eager to see just how he was in bed.

His tongue swirls around hers and across her teeth, including her fangs, gently caressing them almost as if he was using his tongue on a different set of lips.

he can keep the kiss going for a very long time. He has had a lot of sun lately, and so he if he holds it that long, it will be hours.

One hand, in the meantime, slid across her body to her chest, exploring there, gently caressing her breasts through her clothing, even as the other tangled in her hair, tugging lightly, playfully.

The feel of him against her fangs sends a shiver down her spine as he caresses the sharp points. After a few moments, her canines seem to get a little longer and much, much sharper as he keeps the kiss going.

It's not often she finds someone that can keep the kiss going. So this was most definitely quite the treat for her...

She can feel his hands moving across her body, teasing her with his touch and body heat as it leaves trails against her cooler body until he's cupping her breasts through the crimson cloth of her dress. With another tangling in her hair.. Rip shudders and leans a little more into him as one of the hands on his cheek slips along his jaw, caressing as she slowly moves it down his neck.

Muscle and and the feel of his pulse guide her fingers until they're resting against his pulse point, caressing him with feather light touches.

He lets his tongue swirling across those longer fangs, teasing them, even as one hand slides down her back, chasing that shiver, and then groping her ass.

He moans into the kiss, and loves how well she matches him.

One hand strokes and caresses her breasts through that tantalizing dress, feeling her react, and loving how responsive she is. Sheer warmth and fondness and lust rolls over him, and he does not fight it as he gently tolls his hips against her, the hand on her ass pressing her close so she can feel the heat and hardness of his erection, caused by her.

He mmmmms at her stroking his pulsepoint, and his eyes are dark with desire as they keep on hers.

For the millionth time tonight, she's pleased that this was the dress she chose for the night. Each caress of his hand against her body presses the soft fabric against her sensitive skin, adding a level of pleasure to his touch that excited her senses.

It would take much for him to get a reaction from her as he keeps teasing her breasts, calling her nipples to hard peaks beneath all the fabric as she feels his other hand trail down her back. It left a delightful trail of heat that pools around his hand as he gropes her ass before he tugs her a little closer to roll his hips against hers. Rip could feel his hard arousal pressing against her and knew that she was the reason for it.

That alone had its own certain magic on her as her fingers kept teasing his pulse. her other hand was slowly slipping along his jaw and trailing into his hair to gently thread her fingers through. Her eyes were glowing pools of crimson desire as she keeps letting him explore her, curious to see just where he might take her next.

His hands slid downward, to the lower edge of her dress and then slowly slid up under it, tracing along the skin of her legs, now, heading toward where her legs met, to discover what she was wearing, and to tease her more.

He kept kissing her, delighting in doing so, tracing her tongue and fangs with it as his eyes danced with warmth and lust.

This woman aroused him in so many ways, and he was eager to explore that.

They were both eager to explore each other just to see how far they may go tonight. Though Rip had a good idea of just where he wanted this to head once his hands slipped under the hem of her dress.

Hands made their way up pale, smooth legs to where they meet and encounter a barrier of lace that fit her like a second skin, hiding away a certain part of her that he might have fun teasing through the sensuous fabric.

Their kiss kept going as her tongue keeps teasing his right back as he continues to tease her fangs. It's enough to draw a soft little moan from her. He's invited to explore her in any way he desires

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His hands, finding that barrier of lace, gently stroke over it, teasing her, and rubbing gently along her there, even as his other hand slides up farther, muscled fingers slowly stroking over her belly and up toward her breasts, to tease those, too.

He was enjoying this, and slowly growing more excited, more aroused. he knew, now, that he wanted to have sex with he, and he was quite content to let it slowly build.

The feel of fingers caressing the lace between her legs has her moaning into their kiss as her stance widens slightly, letting him have a little more access to her as his other hand roams over her belly, noting there wasn't an ounce of fat on her. Rip was toned, even without all the excessive exercise she used to indulge in.

Once he reaches her breasts, he'll find another lace barrier in his way. The lace bra was barely hiding her arousal as his touch kept stoking her desire higher. Even the fingers stroking her between her legs may notice a dampness growing with each stroke. This slow build up was leaving her eager for more of his touch.

Feeling her moan and how wet she was getting only aroused him more, and he shivered as he pressed one thick finger slowly, carefully, under the lace that covered her mound, slowly stroking over her sex without anything in the way, teasing and exploring there.

Above, his other hand caressed her breasts outside those cups, his thumb running over her nipples faster and he groaned into the kiss, wanting more, needing more.

The hand in his hair clenches as she feels him slip between her skin and the lace. His thick finger stroking along her mound sent little pleasurable jolts through her core, having her body begging for more as his teasing exploring touches served to arouse her even more.

Her nipples are hard pebbled peaks under his thumb that have her body pressing more into his touch. She needs this just as much as he does.

He finally pulls back from the kiss not to breathe, but to grin at her with a warm smile.

"I think we have too many clothes on." And he shifts back as he starts to strip, eyes on her, hands sliding away first his shirt, then his pants, and finally his underwear.

His cock, when it springs out, makes him groan as the hot skin makes contact with the cooler air. It is purple and swollen, and there is a drop of precome at the tip as he watches her.