“I didn’t mean I would do it!” Herbert protested virtuously.
“Then who would?” She rolled her eyes. “Your dad? Last time I saw him, he was way bitey.”
“Ah…” Herbert climbed over her legs to sit on the wider expanse of the bed, crossing his legs in front of him and resting his hands on his knees. “I was curious as to how much you saw last night.”
Blue eyes darted up to him. “You knew?” she squeaked.
Shrugging his shoulders elegantly, Herbert smiled. “I’m a vampire,” he said. “I can smell these things.”
“Skipping by the part where that’s totally gross,” Dawn sat up a little, staring at him, her face flushed and eyes fever-bright. “You don’t care that your dad was screwing your boyfriend?”
One of Herbert’s eyebrows arched. “What makes you think I have made such a claim of William?” he inquired.
“Um… you kinda jump on him all the time?”
“That hardly means he is my ‘boyfriend’,” he observed dryly. “It merely means that he and I desire one another and since he belongs to us anyway, I see no reason that we should not have a little fun.”
“Belongs?” Dawn cocked her head, forcing herself to concentrate past the fluff that felt like it was coating her brain. “Isn’t that kinda the same thing as being involved with someone?”
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Date: 2006-03-22 07:44 am (UTC)“Then who would?” She rolled her eyes. “Your dad? Last time I saw him, he was way bitey.”
“Ah…” Herbert climbed over her legs to sit on the wider expanse of the bed, crossing his legs in front of him and resting his hands on his knees. “I was curious as to how much you saw last night.”
Blue eyes darted up to him. “You knew?” she squeaked.
Shrugging his shoulders elegantly, Herbert smiled. “I’m a vampire,” he said. “I can smell these things.”
“Skipping by the part where that’s totally gross,” Dawn sat up a little, staring at him, her face flushed and eyes fever-bright. “You don’t care that your dad was screwing your boyfriend?”
One of Herbert’s eyebrows arched. “What makes you think I have made such a claim of William?” he inquired.
“Um… you kinda jump on him all the time?”
“That hardly means he is my ‘boyfriend’,” he observed dryly. “It merely means that he and I desire one another and since he belongs to us anyway, I see no reason that we should not have a little fun.”
“Belongs?” Dawn cocked her head, forcing herself to concentrate past the fluff that felt like it was coating her brain. “Isn’t that kinda the same thing as being involved with someone?”