The Deepest of Lusts {Private}

Hearing the shower turn on, his thoughts began to wander. However he turned away from her room and distanced himself, putting a hand to his head, hissing, "Snap out of it Reiner."

Reiner had moved himself to the end of the hallway and promptly tested his forehead against the wall, ...D*mn... I can't think straight... His thoughts were all jumbled up into a rather confusing mess that ultimately was making him very frustrated with himself.

Finally managing to get a hold on himself, he had promptly forced himself to turn around and go straight to her room. However, reaching out towards the doorknob, he almost... couldn't do it. What's the hold up? Why hesitate now, walking into her room is no big deal... so why...? His eyes narrowed, utterly frustrated with himself. He hated this... this confusion. It truthfully frustrated him to no end, he almost felt the overwhelming need to crush something brutally with his hands. A wry smile crossed his face as he shook his head, no.. he couldn't do that. He didn't know why he was acting like this... and he was pondering the thought as he grabbed the doorknob and opened the door, but it seemed as if his gaze was unfocused however like he was lost in his thoughts.

"Hm.." His gaze suddenly snapped into focus on her. However, he was silent, an unusual chilling silence than what he usually would've been. The expression soon changed on his face to frustration as he gazed at her, "D*mn! What are you to me?!" He moved in front of her, grabbing her by her shoulders and glaring at her, "Why do you confuse me so much..." It seemed as if this frustration was causing his fangs to bare at her menacingly.

His gaze was livid at her response, however his grip lessened on her as he took in a deep breath and exhaled, though his fangs clearly weren't going to be hidden anytime soon. He was utterly conflicted with the emotions he was feeling, making him frustrated and angry. One of his cold hands crept up her neck slowly, moving to the back of her head, he closed his burning blue eyes, then upon opening them they seemed far more livid and full of fire than ever. His other hand quickly curled around her waist and pulling her close to him. There was a frustration to his face... and it was clear that this seemed to be controlling him at the moment and without another single bit of hesitation he had crushed his lips against hers, kissing her with a frustrated passion.

He froze as she began to kiss him back with the same amount of passion, She's determined to make me lose control... However, this only drew out an excited growl that rumbled deep in his throat. He knew he wasn't being careful, he knew he should control himself, yet he almost couldn't. He couldn't hold back, and he felt intoxicated by her scent ams well as the sweet smell of her blood. And then in his mind, he felt possessive. He wanted no one else to be near this human, he was even glad she was alone with him in the mansion away from human civilization. Mine... The thought caused another growl to escape him as his kisses grew more demanding and his hold on her tightened, holding her close to him. However, he wasn't satisfied. Not yet. He briefly let go of her, only to turn her head to the side, his head slowly moving towards her neck, he growled with a possessive tone, "Mine..." Then he bit her, his fangs slowly sinking into her skin as he pulled her close to him, holding her up against him so she wouldn't escape. He knew what he was doing, he wanted a taste of her blood, and also he wanted to leave a bite mark behind. He utterly was in his mind refusing to change her into a vampire, that was one thing he did not have the patience or rather the heart to do. Yet he was shuddering at the taste of her blood, so very tempted to sink in his fangs deeper, yet he wasn't sinking his fangs in deep, only deep enough so he could taste blood, nothing more.

It took every ounce of Reiner's willpower... or rather what was left of it to let go. He let his cool tongue trail over the bite mark however to lick away the excess blood. He felt... satisfied. This mark he left on her... she was purely his now and no one else's. He then let her go, although not moving her away, he liked the expression on her face and he loved the small gasp that had escaped her when he had bit her... he truthfully wanted more. He completely wanted to dominate over her, however he assumed these were his more primal instincts that he hadn't felt for a very long time. Yet he had restraint to not do that... at least not yet. He gazed down at her face, the growls still haven't died down, yet there was a triumphant look in his eyes, yet they were burning brightly as he gazed upon her.

Reiner raised an eyebrow at her and then a tiny bit of laughter escaped him. Finding it quite difficult however to not stare at her hungrily, especially since she had nothing but a towel on, he said in a silken purr, "Go and put some clothes on... or else I don't think I can hold myself back much longer." It seemed that even though these words were teasing, they were absolutely true. She was tempting him way too much at the moment, so it was overall very distracting for him.

Reiner's gaze rested upon the bathroom door. He let out a pent up breath and decided to make himself comfortable on her bed. He was taking the moment to calm himself and he raging, turbulent emotions that was making him all too agitated. He closed his eyes, his tongue trailing over his fangs as he entertained himself with remembering the taste of her blood, and therefore causing him to let out a sound as if purring.

One eye opened as he looked at her, a smile crossed his face, "..I think that should be obvious.." He closed his eyes, still purring as without looking, he grabbed her and cuddled close to her.. well more like a possessive grip on her as he held her close, very much content at the moment.