He frowned. "Why do you keep looking at me like I'm an injured animal and now some Corporation's superhuman?" He reached over for some chips.

I mean- in a far more intimate setting, I would hope.

To be honest? Me neither. I just thought it was some sort of innuendo was going with it. Anyway- look at how good I look!

“Well…” he grinned as he wrapped his arms around her, placing her hands where then needed to go on the rifle but not moving his own. “You hold it like this.” He leaned in next to her head, lips brushing against her ear. “How does it feel?”

“So be the first. You’re a trendsetter.” He watched her watching him. “Why would you not want to be more powerful?”

Nothing is stopping you either way.

But you can always bite.

He kept his attention on her though. “Your pride, you mean.” He sighed. “Familiars are supposed to support you. You need to please stop acting like I’m fragile. I’m going to be bored and saves me from worrying about you.”

He grinned slightly, feeling the warmth between them. “To then you put your finger right here,” he murmured as he positioned her her hand. “And pull.” He whispered.

Please?

He frowned. And looked do casually looked down to the bowl of popcorn to avoid her gaze. "So that's why you didn't bring me? Because he was there?"

He takes a seat on the nearby couch, watching her expectantly.

He smiled against her ear, like he could sense it. It was everything in him to not bend her over, and... "Good luck," he whispered once more, forced himself away, and started the plates.

"Mhm." He idly ate the popcorn. "Bet you're not worrying about his safety. Not keeping him behind. Not giving him reason to worry."

"Can't say I have," he breathed out as he angled his neck for her. His breath shuddered. "Something tells me it's nothing like this though."

He shook his head. "You're right." He didn't want to get into it. Again. How much better *he* was than him. So he took some more popcorn and looked back at the tv screen. Eyes burning and could barely pay attention.

"That's my girl," he murmured as he stepped back and watched, a proud grin on his face.

Well now I know how Andromeda knows so much about vampire bites.

He ruined her night. Again. No. He didn’t belong here anymore. “I’m sorry.” Was all he said as he started to get up. Maybe he’d find her amici to comfort her. He seemed to be good at that when he fucked up the most.

You win.