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Caritas | Wednesday

Why break a routine, right? Nathan made it three weeks in a row in the bar on a Wednesday and three weeks in a row, he ended up behind the bar when Tino's regular bartender didn't show up again. Nathan was beginning to think this guy was on sabbatical or some shit. Or maybe he was mad at Tino.

No matter, Nathan grabbed a bottle of Irish whiskey and set it up on the bar, pouring himself a glass and downing it quickly. He wasn't thinking of the bitchy fight he'd had with Kate earlier or any of the other million weird and complicated things that had happened to him lately.

Nope, he was a man who had liquor and that would erase all those thoughts he didn't want to have right now. Okay, maybe those thoughts were sticking around but Nathan was ignoring that fact. He was toasting the band and toasting Tino and toasting Tino's attempts at singing with the band.

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Nathan thought himself pretty adept at getting himself out of the messes he tended to make upon shoving his foot in his mouth. Of course, just because he thought that didn't make it true.

Still, it was nice to not have to babble his way around that little mistake further. It was even nicer that it looked like he was gonna get to use his mouth for other things. Drunk or not, he wasn't gonna shy away from this though he did let her come to him this time. He'd be returning that kiss immediately, though, because it wasn't like he didn't want it. He did. Quite a lot, actually.

Caroline liked kissing a lot, but drunken kissing was maybe her favorite because she could relax and not care about all those other issues in her life. It was better to just wrap her arms around his neck and pull herself against him and deepen the kiss without a single thought.

Not to say she didn't want to kiss him normally; it was just easier this way.

Nathan's chivalry seemed to end right about when she kissed him so he didn't even think about the fact that they were both drunk or that she'd gone from intent to kiss to intense kissing in one breath.

Even drunk, Nathan responded quickly, matching her eagerness with some of his own even while wrapping his arms around her to keep her pressed tight against him. The bar was just going to prop them both up so neither fell and Nathan was just gonna enjoy being able to taste the liquor on her lips and tongue.

Drunken kissing was pretty fucking sweet, Nathan had to agree.

Even sober, Caroline lacked a lot of shame, but attempting to climb a guy in a bar might have been too far for even her. And yet, that was what she seemed to be trying to do, drunkenly feeling that physical desire for more touching everywhere.

Enjoy that, Nathan, she was probably going to forget it ever happened later.

Yeah, as if Nathan would let her forget. Well, unless he forgot himself because of all the freaking alcohol he'd consumed tonight. If he forgot then she'd be the luckiest girl in the fucking world.

Right now, he remembered, though, and that was what counted. He had to brace himself a little more securely against the bar so she wouldn't knock him over but he otherwise matched her pretty fucking evenly. If she wanted to climb him, he'd let her and if she wanted to be touched, well, he had two hands and they were already clutching at her back and tangling in the ends of her hair.

God, Nathan hoped he didn't forget this. Like a fucking lot.

Maybe he'd remember her supernatural ability to gracefully propel herself high enough to wrap her legs around his waist and slide her hands into his hair and just be totally and completely focused on kissing him.

For once there was no background chatter in her mind, telling her she was a moron for kissing such a dumbass or that she should be asking him questions about how many VD she might possibly get just from this little makeout session.

Oh yes, she'd be repressing it if he didn't bring it up.

Nathan didn't drop her this time, at least. Even if he hadn't really expected her to get up around his waist that easily, he caught her under her legs and used both the unmoving bar and his own height to keep her there.

Now, he might have dropped her if she started calling him a dumbass or questioning if he was clean or not (because he was!) but since that was restricted to her thoughts, he didn't have to drop her. And since they were about as close as they could right now, Nathan just made to press himself tighter against her because, well, he wanted to be touched just as badly as she did and he wanted to kiss her as deeply as he could.

Holding her tightly was just what he needed to do and she would just enjoy his hands on her legs and not even worry about how she was probably destroying her skirt doing this.

Carefully, she nipped at his lip, pulling away just enough to let him have a moment to breathe. Even if breathing meant thinking.

Oh right, he had to breathe. Nathan opened his eyes slightly once he got that opportunity, letting the breathing happen automatically. Drunk or not, he wanted to take advantage of any chance he got to see her when she was this close to him.

Nathan wasn't really thinking, though. He was more feeling. Considering the way she was wrapped around him and the way he was holding her, the feel of her was kind of fogging up his brain and destroying his attempts at doing anything else.

He licked his lower lip and then tried to lick hers, oblivious to her any potential thinking she might be doing.

"Mmm, you didn't drop me," Caroline teased, wrapping herself more securely around him, bracing herself against the bar a bit. It was drunken cuddling on steroids given her vampiric strength.

"I'm stronger than I look," he mumbled, not really minding the cuddling. Hey, it wasn't like he was a robot or something. He liked cuddling provided the time was right.

Nathan was just going to take advantage of the closeness to press a kiss up under her chin because it was just there and he hadn't kissed that spot. "I'm not gonna drop you. I promise."

Drunken promises were still promises!

Depending on how things went, Nathan might have to learn that cuddling is an all the time sort of deal when it came to girls like Caroline who sought constant proof that someone felt something for her.

Too bad she wasn't always picky about the who.

"Think you can carry me?" Caroline asked, tilting her head back and letting out a little breath because she so missed being kissed like that.

"Yes," he said because there was no other answer when he was kissing her neck and breathing the scent of her skin in. He wasn't going to be some lame ass who said no and made her walk or stand or whatever.

"To where?" he thought to ask after a moment though the words were slightly muffled by her skin and the way he couldn't seem to remove his lips from neck.

Her eyes closed at the kissing and she just swam in the amazing sensation blooming all over her skin. The scent of him and his fresh pumping blood and that gloriously quickening heartbeat...

Oh fuck, she thought, eyes popping open, dark black veins framing them as long, sharp fangs slid between her other teeth. Caroline took a quick breath, trying to let the air out slowly and focus on the good feelings, the parts of Nathan that were annoying but she'd never wish away.

As much as she hoped he wouldn't notice, she still tensed against him, unable to answer his question for all she was focusing on de-vamping before he moved away from her neck.

Nathan didn't notice anything was amiss right away. He thought her lack of answer was because he was doing what he was doing and she was momentarily speechless. Yeah, he was that egotistical sometimes.

Still, even someone as drunk and as egotistical as Nathan wasn't going to be oblivious forever. She was pressed so tight against him and so wrapped around him that noticing the tension was inevitable especially when it hadn't been there before.

"You all right?" he mumbled, dragging his mouth up one side of her neck and to her cheek, spending a few moments actually nuzzling against her cheek with his nose and cheek. Luckily, he'd closed his eyes for the moment. "Caroline?"

Another breath and she was golden.

Well, other than how quickly she started pushing away from his touch, knowing exactly what set it off and not wanting to do that again, no matter the price. Caroline shook her head, trying to drop back down to stand on unsteady feet.

"I have to go." Explanations were for people who didn't need to get to the preserve and eat a live animal. Even Caroline thought it was totally sickening, she didn't need Nathan's judgment on top of that.

"What?" Nathan asked, sounding more alert than he'd been previously. With her wriggling to get down, he let go of her so there wouldn't be any dropping or she wouldn't accidentally kick him or knee him in the junk.

"You have to go?" Nathan repeated, letting his arms drop back down to his sides, fingers twitching restlessly. Considering he'd just had his hands full of her, he thought they deserved a little restlessness. "Right now?"

"Yeah, I forgot something," Caroline lied, backing away, face stricken and completely ashamed of how she was acting but she really didn't want him to feel as weird as she did about this whole thing.

"Um, I'll see you...later?" It was a very loaded question, even as she half tripped over her own feet, watching his face for signs of how much this was going to fuck everything up. But if he could make out with her like that and then go home with some other tramp in the same night, well, he just wasn't a guy she should be making out with.

Nathan wasn't even sure what he should have been feeling right now. He was still half drunk and which made things seem sluggish but he was aware enough to know that he was being ditched because she forgot something and that...stung. He didn't know he could feel that particular feeling.

He rubbed his eyes and tried not to feel pissed off that she'd gotten him worked up before taking off with a seemingly shit reason. The hand at his eyes went through his hair and he looked less confused and angry when he glanced back at her.

"You'll see me later," he finally answered decisively and pulled out his phone, jerking a finger at it. "And will you fucking call me if you need me to walk you home or some shit? You're still trashed and I'll come."

Oh God, she could maybe like him a little extra for that on any other day. Right then, it just made her drunken ass feel dumber and more like he thought she'd fall down and break her face or something.

Caroline nodded and fled, really wishing she didn't suck so badly. God, what a pun.

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