But you are not a vampire]
She stood at her window, gazing down upon the crowd of costumed partiers. She herself was dressed as a swan, her white dress flowing to the floor.“I don’t recall inviting you into my quarters,” she spoke evenly, without moving.He stopped at her shoulder, close enough for his breath to ruffle her hair. “You didn’t have to. Someone else did.”She watched a fairy and a werewolf slip into the bushes.“You do not seem surprised.”“Should I be?”“I suppose not.” He brushed a loose hair off her neck.Her breath hitched, making her breasts rise higher. A smile splashed across his face.“Perhaps you are not as prepared as you think.”“And perhaps you are not as desirable as you think.” She turned, stepping around him.He grabbed for her waist, his fingers clenching cloth. She wrenched away and winced at the sound of tearing fabric. They stood a foot apart, staring at one another. Then they were moving again, her for the night table and him for her.She frantically tore open the top drawer and reached inside just as he grabbed her and spun her to face him. Her arm wrapped around his neck, the knife edge digging into his skin.He froze, a smirk playing across his lips. “Perhaps you are as prepared as you think.”“You do not seem surprised.”“Should I be?”“I suppose not.” His grin grew wider.She forced his head closer, her breath merging with his. “Did they really choose me?”“I couldn’t say. I left before they announced it.”And then she smiled and pressed her lips to his.He drew back, his lips smeared with black lipstick. “This would be far more comfortable if a knife wasn’t being held to my neck.”She batted her lashes. “Of course, Your Majesty.”Her hand flicked, throwing the knife. It stuck in the far wall. A lock of his hair drifted to the floor. “Where were we?”He tightened his grip around her waist.She sighed. “Now I remember.”He swung her into the air and set her on the bed. She rolled away, making him chase her. He crawled across the mattress, pinning her shoulders.She knocked against his chest plate. “Who are you dressed as?”His eyes sparkled. “Zeus.”He kissed her neck, feeling the vibrations of her laughter.
In the dark, she propped herself up on her elbow and leaned over to whisper in his ear. “Perhaps you are as desirable as you think.”
For those of you who didn't get the joke. Because I know I wouldn't have.