a_capella_boy | Friday, October 25th

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jesse,
rebekah

Friday, October 25th

Jesse missed having Rebekah living so close to him but he knew it was best if they each had some space. Living so close was almost like living with each other and they were definitely not ready for that yet. Plus, and he hated to admit it, he liked that she had her own place away from him to do any vampire sort of things she might need to do. It wasn't that he hated or couldn't accept that part of her but he knew he wasn't ready to be faced with everything about that part of her life.

He knew that there were some important questions he had to ask her though that were important to their relationship. To Rebekah's credit she wasn't forcing her vampirism in his face, although part of him wondered if she was trying to "play human" around him. He didn't want that to be the case but for now he'd trust her, it was probably a more tricky line to walk than he understood.

Tonight was a movie night at his place though and he figured it would be a good time as any to ask a few questions that he'd been wondering about. Grabbing a bowl of popcorn and a mug of the tea she had given him, he handed her the popcorn before sitting down on the couch next to her.

"So, are you ready for Top Gun?"

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"I promise, just one quick question and then we can watch the movie," Jesse assured her. It probably wouldn't work like that but he really only did have one question for her. If it lead to other questions then that totally wasn't his fault, right?

"And just so you know, there's no pressure or anything attached to this question, okay? But are you able to have sex? I mean, with humans. Without feeding."

The question isn't one that she's expecting. Rebekah doesn't want to explain the vervain she's been feeding him or the fact that she'd much rather have sex whilst biting someone. She blinks at him, nodding after what seems like far too long. "Of course I can. Without feeding. I'm not a monster, it just takes some control."

Jesse didn't necessarily mean to breathe a sigh of relief when hearing the answer but he couldn't help himself. He didn't know what answer he expected to hear from her but knowing that they could have sex was definitely the one he wanted to hear.

"I don't think you're a monster," he said, giving a small chuckle as he reached out and squeezed her hand. "I think you're amazing. I just don't know anything about vampire biology. For all I know you can turn into a bat or something. Honestly that doesn't matter to me, but the sex thing did. And now I know, so I'm good."

That makes her snort in amusement. “A bat? Really?And so you know, I still love garlic and don’t mind crosses or churches, those are just silly rumours made up by someone that happened to stick.”

Made up by members of her family she’s always suspected, Niklaus likely. He always had a perverse sense of humour about him when it came to these things. “I can, I just- I suppose I didn’t want to push.”

Jesse crooked a smile at her amusement, glad that she was taking this all good naturedly. He'd seen in that weird fantasy place what she was like when she got peeved and this would not be a fun conversation if that happened.

"Oh no, please don't let my super hot girlfriend pressure me into sex," Jesse said. "But seriously, thanks for being considerate but you absolutely do not need to be concerned with that."

She punches his arm – lightly of course – in a good natured way. All teasing aside, she can’t help but focus on his words, and the thrill in her stomach at them. “Do you really think I’m super hot?”

It was interesting to Jesse, and maybe a little sad, that she asked that question. Rebekah was, no doubt about it, absolutely gorgeous. She shouldn't have to be reassured about that and he hoped that she just liked it when he complimented her.

"I think you're absolutely super hot and extremely gorgeous. And brilliant. And interesting. And a fantastic dancer. And a great fashion designer."

Rebekah is that insecure, another side effect of a life atNiklaus’ side. It comes and goes, but there are times she has a hard time believing she’s worth much at all, never mind a handsome and kind suitor. “Stylist,” she says with a laugh, tugging him down into a kiss. “I’m barely a designer.”

"Maybe you should be one," he murmured, kissing her slow as he moved an arm around her waist to pull her onto his lap so that she was facing him. If she needed some reassurance he was more than happy to provide it.

"I like being a stylist," she counters, letting him pull her toward him. She doesn't mind, she's been resisting and taking things slowly for what sometimes seems like an age to the impulsive original. She curls her fingers against his cheek, knowing her skin is slightly cool.

"Alright, then you're a terrible fashion designer but an incredible stylist," he corrected, smiling against her lips as nuzzled her hand before he kissed her again.

This felt good, which was a stupidly obvious though, but it wasn't really something they had done before and the newness and excitement of it made it that much better.

"You. Are. Incredible."

Rebekah smiles into the kiss, moving her hands to twist through his hair and keep him in the kiss as much as she can. "You're pretty wonderful yourself."

Jesse needed absolutely no encouragement to keep kissing Rebekah. He was very happy to stay doing this instead of watching the movie, which was saying something. Not that this wouldn't be even better with "Danger Zone" playing in the background.

Reaching down ti the small of her back, he pulled her just a bit closer, mouth pressing mote firmly against hers to deepen the kiss.

This is a place they've skirted around, usually Rebekah the one to pull away. But considering many things - including their conversation of a few moments before - she doesn't this time. She shifts to straddle his lap, her skirt bunching up about her legs, wondering how she's managed to resist him this long. Because right now she doesn't want to resist him at all, letting the kiss grow deeper and their bodies that much closer together.

Jesse gave a low hum of pleasure as she shifted on his lap. He liked the feel of her cool skin against his, how incredibly soft it was. His hands ran along her bare legs and it felt like electric velvet, sending goosebumps along his skin as he continued to kiss her.

He could feel his heart pounding, a mixture of excitement and nervousness. For a brief moment he wondered if she could feel or hear that and then he didn't care. To be honest, Jesse wanted Rebekah bad and having her on his lap, pressed up against him, was driving it crazy in the best way.

She can hear it, and there's a part of her that want to react in a very different way. But it's not something she's ready show him and even if she was there's still the issue of the vervain she's been feeding him. Right now Rebekah is still trying for normal, and trying that with him.

Pulling away she tugs at his shirt, lifting it slowly. She wants this, and she's sure that he does too.

Jesse leaned back just enough to let her pull off his shirt before pressing close for another kiss, this time his lips moving along her neck. There was a moment where he almost laughed at how the human was the one kissing along the vampires neck, but he reigned it in, not wanting to ruin the mood.

His hands copied hers, tugging at the bottom of her shirt, torn between wanting it off but not wanting to break the kiss. He absolutely does want to get some of her clothing off though.

It's a thought she's had as well, but Rebekah is very good at ignoring things like that. She's waited a long time for this, and the sensations are ones she loves to lose herself in, better because it's Jesse and he cares for her.

His chest is smooth, more defined than she'd imagined. Her fingers play lightly over his skin before she leans back to help him tug her shirt off. She smiles, a contented smile, but excitement also in her eyes. "Bedroom?"

Jesse liked to consider himself a gentleman most of the time but there was no hiding the look of awe and lust in his eyes as Rebekah's shirt pulled off. She was smart, fun, sweet and great to talk to but she was also as hot as hell.

Giving her a quick, passionate kiss he nodded at her and grinned. Her cool fingers felt incredible against his flushed skin and he loved how it felt to have her move her fingers along his chest.

"Definitely the bedroom."

"Good choice," she whispers, moving a hand to take him in her own and pull him up from the couch with her. Rebekah is nervous, for all that she's done this more times than she can count. But she always is nervous with a new relationship, especially when it means so much to her. But even trying to seem mostly human she moves them quickly, pushing him up against the door for another hungry kiss.

Jesse had never had a "push you up against the door and kiss you" moment before and now that he had? It was awesome. Or maybe just everything with Rebekah was awesome, which was a strong possibility. Moaning against her mouth, he kissed her back just as heatedly. One of his hands pressed up between them, sliding along her stomach to cup her breast, squeezing just a bit as his hips pressed against her.

Rebekah wouldn't have known that, not the way he reacts. A soft sound escapes her at the touch of his hand to her breast, her hips moving to press with his. She tugs at his lip, her own hands slipping between them to work at his belt and button. Because there are still far too many clothes on the both of them.

Jesse gave another moan, although this time it came out a bit more like a growl. He could feel her undoing his pants and that only made him more excited. As happy as he was to be patient with this sort of thing, now that it was happening he wanted it badly. He was crazy about Rebekah and every inch of him wanted to demonstrate just how crazy he was about her.

"Bed," he murmured against her mouth, reaching behind him with his free hand to open his bedroom door, stumbling back a few steps as it swung open.

She's happy to let him take the lead now. To press against him and go where he leads. He moves toward the bed and she moves with him, half falling toward it and tugging him along with. She has him half out of his pants once they're down, but she wants them off, she wants her own skirt off too, unzipping it at the back to help.

Jesse kicked his pants off, laughing as they got tangled around his legs before he was able to shuck them off. One of his hands slid along her hip, pushing her skirt off before he slid it back up to squeeze her ass, rolling on top of her as he kissed her deeply.

"You really are crazy hot," he told her.

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