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[lady_moon]

Moon rolls over on Jason's bed in the Circus, smiling as she watches him pulling on a pair of jeans. She's wearing one of his shirts, her feet kicking idly behind her, and she nuzzles the blankets. They smell most of Jason, a little of her, and she likes that.

"I want to come too," she says, her words muffled by the blanket. "I want to see what it's like."

It's an innocent curiosity, because Damian had said it was nothing like when she'd given her blood to Santino. She wants to see that, to watch, to understand what it is that Jason, Liz, and Nathaniel like so much and Richard and Anita rail against.

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[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason cocks his eyebrow at her as he fastens his jeans. "What, feeding Jean Claude?" He shrugs to himself as he searches for his shirt, but gives up after a few moments. Jean Claude certainly wouldn't care if he was shirtless.

"It doesn't bother me, but I'm not sure how Jean Claude would feel about having an audience. Especially if he's having to deal with Anita not wanting to feed her ardeur."

In his opinion it makes for a cranky vampire who can't wait to get to the club to feed on all that sexual energy, but that's just him.

[lady_moon]

Moon smiles at Jason.

"There's only one way to know if he'll mind," she says, sitting up in the middle of Jason's bed. She kneels there, his shirt seeming large on her petite body, and she cocks her head. "Anita will learn. When things change, she will too."

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason shrugs again. "Ok, but I'm blaming you if he's cranky about it."

He can't help but smile at her kneeling there in his shirt, though, so he steps towards the bed to wrap his arms around her waist. "We have to go now, though, because if he has to start calling me he will be cranky."

[lady_moon]

There's laughter as she wraps her arms around him, kisses his lips lightly.

"Do I have to put on shoes?"

It doesn't occur to her she has to wear her skirt or panties or any such item on her backside, under his shirt.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He snorts. "I hardly think Jean Claude would be worried about whether or not you're wearing shoes." There's a wide grin. "Unless there was company. But he's never too concerned with what I'm wearing in the privacy of his room, so I don't think he'll care what you're wearing."

His hands slide under the hem of the shirt and he grins wickedly. "Or not wearing."

Though Anita might. But she's not here, so what's the harm?

[lady_moon]

Moon yelps, pushing at his hand, laughing again.

She likes how much Jason makes her laugh.

Stepping down onto the ground, she all but hops towards the door. "You can't see much of my bits unless you're trying to look or I'm bending over."

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason laughs, following her out the door. "Who says I'm not trying to look? When aren't I trying to look?"

He snakes his arm around her waist as they make their way down the hallway to Jean Claude's room. He knows the vampire is aware of their presence, but he knocks anyway. "Room service," he calls out cheerfully.

[masterofstlouis]

"Entre-vous, both of you," Jean-Claude says from the other side of the door. Of course he's aware of them. He's completely in tune with Jason, and it's impossible to miss Moon's energy.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason saunters into the room, arm still wrapped around Moon's waist and a large grin plastered on his face.

"Morning, boss. Moon wanted to tag along, if you're ok with it."

The inference behind his light tone being that he knows Jean Claude calls the shots here.

[lady_moon]

Moon's eyes fall to Jean-Claude.

"Jason said I didn't have to wear shoes," she says, wiggling her toes in furry rug on his floor. "And your floor has hair."

[masterofstlouis]

"Or much of anything else, apparently," Jean-Claude remarks. Not that he's complaining. "Curious, are you, belle lune?"

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason chuckles, curious to see how this exchange will go, even as his hand snakes down again to goose her.

"Hey...she put on a shirt." That's better than some can say around here.

[lady_moon]

A laugh bubbles up as she jumps from the touch, and then she's smiling at Jean-Claude.

"Damian says it's not like Santino. If you don't mind... I'd like to know that for sure." She bites her lip a little, inching closer to the predator. "Jason likes it. Nathaniel likes it. Liz likes it. Do you like it?"

[masterofstlouis]

Jean-Claude, of course, has no idea who this Santino is, but assumes he is another vampire, probably descended from another line.

"I do like it," he replies. "The act of feeding is generally quite enjoyable for both vampire and donor."

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason smirks. "Enjoyable," he says as if he quite plainly believes this to be an understatement.

[lady_moon]

Moon comes a little bit closer to Jean-Claude. She likes to be near the people she loves, and Jean-Claude, like everyone else, is someone she's grown to care deeply for. Time is a strange thing for Moon, stranger than it is for most, and she exists all through it.

"You don't have to have them afraid to like it? Jason never feels afraid when I know he's with you."

[masterofstlouis]

"Au contraire," Jean-Claude says with a shake of his head. "The ability and necessity to feed on fear exists, but it is rare among vampires. For myself and others who descend ultimately from Belle Morte, pleasure and passion are the dominant emotions preferred."

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason leans against the post at the foot of the bed, watching Moon with undisguised lust.

"Part of why Moon coming to visit would be a bonus," he suggests to Jean Claude.

[lady_moon]

Moon considers, nodding slowly.

"Santino didn't like munching on me because I wouldn't die. I wasn't afraid."

It had been a bit of a blow to her to know she was so lacking in enjoyment because she wasn't afraid of vampires or shifters or the like.

Her eyes slide to Jason.

"You can't possibly want to smoosh again."

Though her smile says she certainly wouldn't mind another smooshing.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason gives her a look of mock indignation. "Says who? It's been...at least an hour. I'm sure I could manage."

He cranes his neck again to peer at bottom edge of the shirt she's wearing. "Especially when you're wearing my shirt like that."

[masterofstlouis]

Jean-Claude smiles patiently. "Would you perhaps prefer if I came back later? The bed is freshly made."

[lady_moon]

Moon blinks, looking at the bed.

"We don't usually smoosh in a bed. I like your fuzzy floor, though."

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason almost pouts at Jean Claude's remark.

"But it's my night to feed you." Read: I really want you to roll me tonight.

His eyes flick again to Moon and the thought of fucking her on Jean Claude's carpet. He swallows hard. "Can't we do both?"

[masterofstlouis]

Jean-Claude smirks at Jason's statements, and at the faint look of disappointment that crosses his face.

"Then by all means, Jason, allow me to feed. After that, I have a number of things to attend to, so the two of you can do as you will."

It wouldn't, after all, be the first time his floor has been put to that particular use.

[lady_moon]

Moon stands in the middle of the rug, unsure. She's not sure where she's supposed to be, where she's supposed to wait. All she knows is her curiosity -- as acute as a kitten's -- and she tugs at the hem of Jason's shirt.