sweet sybil

Lynn continued to show her fangs, the vampires eyes reddening with her need to feed, black veins creeping around her eyes. At the blondes response the vampire chuckled, her hand only coming up so she could grip the blonde as Sybil kissed along her jaw. “You won’t spook if I bite you?” The vampire then wondered huskily. 

Sybil hesitated, then shook her head. She wouldn’t spook. Vampires made her nervous, as a rule, and she had always tried to actively avoid the possibility of being bitten, but... After what she’d been through the past few weeks, it didn’t seem like such a big deal. She didn’t think Lynn would hurt her -- not in any serious way, at least.

“You cannot be surprised by that comparison! I worry about using fine China around you by how easily you scare” Eve teased playfully. “Well, clearly you do…I mean” she pointed out before giving a grin, only giving into the pup with a nod since she would never force her to do so. “Depends on what you count as a present, I woke up with him licking my face and dropping one of his toys on me” she chuckled “Though I’m incredibly intrigued as to what you got me, I myself got you something too”

Sybil shrugged. Eve was right on both counts. She was jumpy, and likely always would be, and Eve had caught her singing, even though it wasn’t something she did often. “If you want me to wake you up by licking your face, all you have to do is ask,” she teased.

“Well, staying a mystery is something that I intend to do…” Lynn purred before she then showed her fangs and gave a nip at the blondes lips, her eyes piercing through the young werewolf “I’m complex with such wants and urges, but I will not put you down for being incorrect, child” she whispered, squeezing the girls thigh “And dare I ask if you so desire me?”

Sybil’s heart fluttered in her chest. She gave a little gasp when Lynn revealed her fangs and nipped at her, but she didn’t pull away. This was all so foreign, but it was also the first time in weeks that anyone had touched her with something resembling tenderness. Her mind was flooded with gratitude, and relief, and desire, so if she had any misgivings... there simply wasn’t room for them, right now. She was surprised by Lynn’s question. Surely she knew the answer already. Sybil didn’t answer -- at least not out loud. She closed the distance between them, her hands floating to the mistress’ waist as she began to leave a string of kisses along her jaw.

“It is indeed a Christmas Miracle” Eve laughed before nodding to confirm the answer to the blondes question. “I couldn’t help it, it’s like approaching a baby deer I had to sneak up on you” she feigned innocence before wrinkling her nose softly and a laugh following. The She Wolf stroked the pups cheek when her hand was held there “Well, you’ll have to share me with Beau, but you do otherwise” she purred.

“A baby deer?!” Sybil tried to look shocked, but even she had to admit it wasn’t an entirely inaccurate comparison. “Alright, fine,” she conceded with a soft laugh, “I hope you enjoyed it while you could though, because -- just so we’re clear -- I don’t sing.” She shot her mistress a meaningful look. Eve knew her well enough to know that anything involving getting up in front of people was not her cup of tea. “I guess that’s fine... but I’ll bet Beau didn’t get you a Christmas present,” Sybil teased.

“Well, I saw no point in opening on Christmas even in Covaire, then I saw even less point in sitting and doing the books. Besides, I want to be here.” The Mistress smiled “And I’m glad I am, simply to hear you sing.” she added, sitting down next to her and twirling a strand of the blondes hair around her finger.

“You took the day off?” Sybil was surprised to hear that, but very pleased. She smiled and shook her head. “Well, I’m glad too. Even if you did sneak up on me.” She wished her cheeks would stop burning. The fact that Eve could see so clearly that she was embarrassed somehow only made the whole thing more humiliating. Sybil reached up to grab onto Eve’s hand and held it against her face, hoping to change the subject. “Does this mean I get you all to myself today?”

Eve slowly folded her arms as she watched he blonde, only giving a soft laugh when Sybil noticed her and immediately began to blush “Not that long, honestly” The Mistress admitted “I didn’t actually want to interrupt you as I was enjoying hearing you” she added gently and moved from the door frame to actually come into the room.

“I didn’t realize you were home,” Sybil laughed uncomfortably, bringing her hands to her face to cover her red cheeks. The thought of Eve (or anyone) hearing her sing was honestly sort of mortifying. And this particular song displayed a homesickness and sentimentality that Sybil didn’t really want to admit to her mistress. She shifted when Eve moved into the room, making space for the she-wolf to sit beside her if she chose.

Eve knew full well that Christmas wasn’t a thing in Covaire, sure people mentioned it, some gave gifts but there certainly wasn’t a holiday spirit as such. The she wolf had been fine with that, but she knew that her pup was from a world outside of the City, she had guessed the holiday was difficult and yet she enjoyed the fact that they could spend the holiday together for the first time ever. The Mistress carefully lingered in the doorway, her ears having perked at the soft singing, a soft smile appearing on her lips.

Sybil was usually pretty good at leaving the past in the past. She didn’t think much about her family, or her old life before Covaire, but there was something about Christmas that made her miss home, and she couldn’t quite shake it. The song ended, and as the music faded out Sybil sighed and flopped back against the couch. Only then did she notice her mistress hovering in the doorway, and she sat up again suddenly. “How long have you been standing there?” she asked, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.