of his blood into the empty water jug, just as she said she was planning to do.
James could have said a million things while he waited and watched, but he didn’t. His time at the Agency had taught him one thing; not to mess with supernatural beings and their food. Not that all humans were food, but still, you had to admit there was something strange about standing there waiting for his girlfriend to drain a man of some of is blood. It went against everything he had signed but for when he joined the Agency, but this was Kate; he would do just about anything for her. Hell, even bring her back from the dead.
It wasn’t long before she had quenched her thirst, and they were on their way back to his apartment with what was left of the fresh supply of blood.
“This will probably last me another day or so,” she told him as they walked along, concealing the jug from the occasional pedestrian.
“You know, a jug of blood isn’t going to make a good addition to my refrigerator,” he chuckled and cringed as he thought, ‘I hope I don’t grab that instead of the orange juice in the morning. Talk about a new type of morning sickness!’
Kate laughed in response to what he said. Then she leaned toward him, a little wobbly on her feet, and giggling when she kissed him.
“I love you, James,” she said, grinning at him.
“I love you, too, sweetheart,” he smiled. “You’re drunk, aren’t you?”
“Yes, a little,” she giggled like a little girl.
“Getting drunk off someone’s blood… What’s this world coming to?” he joked and they both laughed.
As soon as they stepped into James’s apartment, she grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom. She threw him on the bed and landed on top of him; he had a flash back to their first night together and realized that this time would be different… she would still be there by his side in the morning, no longer afraid of hurting him or having him reject her for what she was.
They lay there kissing, exploring each other’s mouths, remembering what they had lost. She loved the way he kissed, sweeping his tongue so forcefully in her mouth as if he could never get enough of her taste. Kate pulled her lips from his, and as she gave him a smirk, she said, “We need to get naked now, race you,” she proceeded to get off the bed and remove her clothes. She paused, watching as he jumped from the bed and flung off his shirt; she laughed at the feeling of impatience they both had. It had been so long, she wanted to make it last. After she finished undressing, Kate slowly looked up and smiled at James, who stood in front of her, gloriously naked. She loved the sight of his hard, firm body. Grinning, she raised her hand and pointed her finger at him, and then she crooked it and made the motion to ‘come here’.
When he got near her, she sighed and kissed him again lightly before teasingly pushing him back onto the bed and then following him down, landing beside him. Kate ran her hands delicately along his chest as she placed sweet kisses on his neck. She almost forgot how gorgeous and hard his body was; how his shoulders were broad and led to a narrow waist. And how could she have forgotten his rippled abs? Kate ran her hand lower and had just reached his erection when James grabbed her hand, flipping her to her back. His heart was beating faster with every kiss and every touch, and he quickly succumbed to his need for her.
James took over, and as his lips met hers again, he started making a slow journey down, kissing and licking until he reached her breast, stopping just before her nipple, teasing her. As he kissed his way up to her neck, he ran his hands over her breasts and cupped them gently. She moaned softly in response. James smiled against her neck; he missed the small noises she made when they were making love. Nipping her earlobe, he whispered, "I missed you so much."
Kate ran her hands down James’s chest, along his toned abs, and finally resting her