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She seemed a little relieved when he told her he was clanless. The fact that he had no clan, no one could claim him, was enough for those of the clans to look down their noses at him. Would she look down on him unfavorably for it too? Gods he hoped not.

He felt like this was getting more serious as well. If the kissing and holding of one another wasn’t evident or that then he had no idea what was. “Giovanni?” Regulus knew very little about the clans. Their names and ways were foreign to him and he never set out to learn about them at all. So the name really meant nothing to him.

Regulus placed a claw beneath her chin, lifting it so that he could plant another kiss on her soft lips. “I guess it’s lucky I’m not. I would hate for this date to be fit short too.”

Her explanation made sense to what she had already told him. If the Giovanni were business like it only made sense that she would learn about her family’s business to carry it on. It kind of made it feel like members of the clan had no real choice to choose something, we’ll different. But that must have just been the way of things in her clan.

But he wondered exactly what that might mean for them. If she was Clanned how did her clan look at the Clanless. Vespara didn’t seem to have any issue with it but that didn’t mean her family was just as accepting. It would probably be a difficult path to walk when it came to them. But Vespara was worth ir, he was sure I’d that.

Regulus smiled as she wrapped an arm around him. He pulled her in close, tucking her into the crook of his arm as he sipped at his drink ok. “I’m glad you are having a good time. So am I. I wouldn’t mind another night like this.” With maybe just a little more than kissing. It was hard not to think of her in that way, she ticked all his boxes. There was a desire and longing in his cyan colored gaze as his claw began to grape circles on her hip again. “You inow if you want to dance we can. We don’t have to sit here all night if you need some stimulation.”

Regulus didn’t quite understand what him being Clanless could actually mean for her in the long run. He never understood clan politics and that is probably why he hadn’t joined one by now.it always seemed so constricting. But he hoped in the back of his mind that he wasn’t causing trouble for her at home. Otherwise he didn’t really think much of it.

He enjoyed the feel of her pressed up against him. The strokes along his back by her hand. It was a rather intimate moment that he hated to leave but alas.

“Then let’s go.” The male downed the rest of his drink. Begrudgingly slipping his arm from about her waist. He’d much prefer to keep it there but then it would make getting out of his he booth a little awkward. Sliding out he have a little stretch before turning to her and offering his hand for her to take. “Sure I’ve got a few easy moves for a first timer.”

He couldn’t help but watch her as she stretched and twisted just so that he could get a really good look at his figure. Of course he liked what he saw, how could he not? Vespara was a very attractive woman

Soon they were out on the dance floor. A throng of bodies moving and gyrating in the confined space. Luckily for Vespara dancing at a club really didn’t take much skill. Just an ability to vibe with the music and let go of any reservations you might have of looking weird or off for how you moved. “There’s not much to teach, just listen to the music and feel it deep down inside. Your body will know what to do.”

He began to move to the best of the music. Slowly letting go and letting the music take over.

There were times where he would be up close to her, his hands on her hips as they both danced together. Other times he’d take her by the hand and spin her. He was glad to be here with her, dancing the night away. It was something he had needed, just a nice night to relax and have a little fun. No worries or a care in the world as long as he was with her.

Regulus made a mental note about the song that was playing and filed it away for later. Whether or not he used this information later down the road was up in the air. He just liked knowing the kinds of things she enjoyed, what she liked. That’s what you did when you really enjoyed someone’s t company right? You noticed the small things and surprised them with the fact that you were listening later.

He did that with every little nugget of information he could glean. To show he that he wasn’t just putting on airs. That he actually cared about what she said and enjoyed.

As she pressed her back into him he wrapped his arms about Vespara, holding her close as they danced. Regulus leaned his head down so that he could place a few kisses along her neck. Their bodies moving in time with the best of the music as his hands slid up her sides. One staying at her hip as the other took her hand and teased her fingertips with his mouth. Maybe it was the music, or the drinks or maybe it was just Vespara herself that brought it out of him. He wanted to be close to her, to run his fingers through her long hair, to hear the sweet sounds she’d make. Sure it was only their second date but he had felt a closeness with the other that had never struck him before.

The world seemed to fall away. The music becoming nothing but background noise as they danced. Regulus wasn’t even sure if they were keeping time with the best anymore. But none of that mattered. Not when he had Vespara in his arms. The hand on her hip sliding across to rest her on her lower stomach as he pressed himself against her. More kisses placed along the curve of her beautiful neck.

Pressing his nose against her ear Regulus smiled. “Very much.” His voice a low timber as it tumbled in her ear. It was the truth. The dancing was fun sure, however being his close to her. Pressing his lips against her soft skin and breathing in her scent as it wreathed around him. The feel of her long soft hair as it pressed against his face.

That familiar fire in his belly bursting to life as the warmth crept through him. Scorching the male vampire like wildfire as it raced through his limbs. Cyan colored eyes half lidded as they swayed to the music wrapped up in one another like this. He wanted her more and more, the longer he was in her presence. The longer they were pressed together in such an intimate way. The purr in her throat he easily picked up as he kissed her neck again.

With a little growl he moved to guide her off the dance floor and towards a darker corner of the club. Pressing her up against the wall. His gaze locking with her’s as if searching for something. Maybe it was permission. He didn’t want to be too forward but she made it hard. There was only so long a man could handle having a gorgeous woman pressed up against them and his little mit was running out fast.

Lifting her chin he pressed his lips to her’s. His tongue sweeping across her bottom lip to encourage her to let him in. Regulus ran a hand along her arm, slid his fingers along her side before pulling her in close. His larger frame blocking any view of her from the rest of the club goers. “Vespara….” His hand slid from her waist to the curve of her a**. Grasping it and giving it a light squeeze as he continued to kiss her.

He swallowed her moan, squeezing her a** again as his other hand trailed down to her thigh, pushing her skirt up just a little so that he could trace fingers along her outer thigh. Regulus wanted her, so very badly. To be honest this had not been the plan for the evening but with her so close, pressing up against him there was little else he could think about.

But here was not the proper place for that. His place was too far and outside in an alley way wouldn’t do. She deserved better than that.

Lifting her leg up to rest as his hip he pressed himself against her. His desire for her evident as his pants grew painfully tight. She was an attractive woman but there was more there than just her looks. She was fun, cheeky at times. Gorgeous, desirable by any man. But Regulus was the lucky one to have caught her eye. Very lucky.

“We should go upstairs.” He suggested. Anymore of this and they might get thrown out though he had spotted worse than this going on in some of the darker booths and corners of the club. But he didn’t want an audience. There were of course rooms upstairs for people to purchase and use for a time and he was aching to get her alone.