Everlasting D/J AU

Entering the room to get Dita to hurry up so they could leave, Juice was met with a pleasant surprise. She had chosen to wear his favorite dresson their trip to London. He was beyond excited to be going to the United Kingdom and hoped to talk her into a side trip to where Chibs had been born in Scotland. The rainy weather there would be perfect for him and he'd be able to see much more.

"Are you ready to go?" he smiled.

Dita slipped on her heels and her coat, eager to get started on their trip as a married couple.
She smiled, taking her hand in his, "I'm ready."

The plane ride took forever, by the time they landed Juice was beyond thirsty. Still, he took his time and helped his wife get checked into the hotel before taking time to hunt.

Dita was exhausted, so while Juice was hunting she took the time to shower and then relax in bed. Lighting some candles and listening to the soundtrack to Fantasia, she drifted off into a deep sleep.

ooc: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=64837910

Returning from draining a drunk young man, Juice felt the affects of the alcohol. His skin felt warm and his cheeks actually had a blush to them. Drunk people tended to make them feel warmer and look more human. Something about how it affected the circulation. When he walked in to his wife asleep in the beautiful white, gauzy nightgown, he couldn't control himself. Though she was asleep, he ran his fingers up her inner thigh and slipped them inside of her, all the while rubbing her with his thumb.

Dita had thought she was dreaming, purring like a cat in her sleep. She arched her back as she allowed a moan to escape her lips.

Using his free hand he tucked it behind her head and lifted her, so his lips could reach hers while he still worked with the other. He loved the way the blood rushed to her cheeks when she was enjoying his touch.

Dee woke up just as he kissed her, pleased to realize she wasn't dreaming. She moaned against his lips before looking at the clock; it was 4 am. "Mm...good morning?"

He didn't want her to speak, he covered her mouth with his as he slipped his fingers out of her then slipped himself in. She was so warm, he groaned and rubbed his pevlis against her.

She fell back into the pillows, holding his forearms as she relaxed under his touch.

Through the material of her nightgown he nipped at her breasts. It was a gentle, teasing action. The booze in his blood and her warmth were quickly making a tightness coil deep in his stomach. He moan loudly as he moved inside her. The heat of her was drivinghim crazy. Again he leaned forward and nipped at her breast, but this time he bit until he had a mouthful of her blood. The ecstasy of feeding on her pushed him until he came, violently, moaning while he fed.

Dita held him close letting him feed on her. She moaned as she kiss the top of his head. He drank a lot of her blood...enough to surely kill her, but she felt great. A little woozy, but perfect.

Usually, he let the sound of her heart dictate when he stopped. When he realized that he had drank.enough to.kill her but her heart was still strong, he broke away.

"What in the hell?" He said, her blood dripping from his.mouth.

Her cheeks still rosy and her eyes intensely green (even more so than ever before), Dita looked like the prime example of perfect health. She even looked younger to some degree. She frowned in concern. "What's wrong?"

He touched her face, "Usually I let your heart tell me when to stop, but it didn't this time. A notmal person would be dead, but you're more than fine."

Dee looked at him, perplexed. "What do you think it means?"

He stared at her, "Trust me."

Again he bit her, drinking enough that it was as though he had drained two large men.

Dee didn't feel any pain this time either; just the normal buzz she used to get when she dropped acid. She felt relaxed as he drank; not losing color and her eyes still glowing.

Alarm crossed his face as he stopped.

"Are you...."

Dita shook her head, "No...J you are the only one I'd let change me...it's impossible. I'm warm...I have a heartbeat..."

He shook his head, almost frantically.

"But you should be dead. You should be dead."

Dita looked at him, her eyes big with fear, "Are you scared of me?"

"No!" He pulled her close,"I'm just really confused. You're warm, you have aheartbeat, but you also have.vampire attributes. You're eyes are practically glowing."

Dita looked so confused, "W-who could know what is wrong with me? I can't simply go talk to a doctor."

An idea lit in his mind.
"Maura, Chibs' sire. She is also a witch."