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Amy jumped when he touched her cheek. It was all possible for him to kill her. He could snap her neck he could just bite her and drain her. She gulped and took a step back. It was a relief he was speaking but it wasn't what she wanted to hear. "what do you want to tell me? Why are we in here and why aren't you talking until now?" Yea she was scared but she wouldn't let him now, now she could play the paranoid girl. That was easy enough to do.
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Philippe blinked at her when she did that, but sighed sort of sadly and lowered his hand. "If you think I'm going to hurt you, you're wrong." He shook his head slightly. "We are in here, because I'm none too fond of being spied on. These walls are soundproof. But, only one way of course. Can't be oblivious to what's happening in my own home." Then he shrugged slighlty. "I didn't feel like talking till I got here." He looked at her, his expression more serious. "You are not to cook for me anymore."
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Amy watched him talk and raised a brow. It figured a powerful man in such a big house would have wires and cameras everywhere. She sighed softly and ran her good hand through her hair. Well duh, she thought. It was obvious she wouldn't cook again, he was mad at her for hurting herself. "Okay... sorry.. I won't cook for you again..." Why were they still in there and why did he have to be so secretive about that? It was nothing serious.
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Philippe reached up to touch her face again, this time with very caring expression on his face. He couldn't help but worry for her. She willingly hurt herself or got into situations that she knew she couldn't win. "You know...you could've just used animal blood. I didn't think you'd go to such lengths just so I'd have some blood."
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Amy stilled but didn't jump this time, she closed her eyes and sighed softly. It felt good, the touch calmed her down. "I didn't know what kind of blood you liked.. I knew you liked humans... so I used my own..." she looked away from him and paced a bit. "plus it wasn't like I could just ask you where you keep your animal blood.." she sighed softly and took a deep breath. "you saved me... you deserved something in return.."
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Philippe tilted his head slightly and watched her for a moment, then grinned and gently took her arm that she'd cut her hand on. He lifted the hand to his face so he could smell it. His eyes flicked up to her, then back at the hand. He reached up and unwrapped her hand. He bent over it and licked the cut.
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Amy shivered as he took her arm, she could feel how strong he was. She felt her arm move towards him and she gulped but stayed still. She looked at his eyes, they were darker then before if that was possible. She winced slightly as he unwrapped it, she hadn't cleaned it or anything so the dried blood was sticking. She gasped as he licked her hand. It sent chills down her spine and the torn skin was leaking, giving him some more blood. She closed her eyes softly not sure what was going to happen next.
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Philippe tisked softly. "You really shouldn't have cut your hand..." He licked it again as some blood came out, it tasted heavenly. He just licked it until no more blood came out and it started to heal. "There we go....it should only leave a small scar now." His voice sounded slightly off. He didn't release her, but just smiled slightly at her.
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Amy shivered slightly as he continued to lick her hand. It didn't sting the cut like she had thought it would, her skin felt weird, as if it was sewing itself up. She opened her eyes and watched her palm as he licked it, the cut was closing, the blood was disappearing, and sure enough, it was just a small faded scar. "wow..." she whispered softly. He hadn't let her go, but she didn't want to pull away right now, it seemed like such an intense moment.
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Philippe smiled softly at her, then just gently pulled her into his arms. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to get so upset...you just scared me..."
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Amy looked up at him and suddenly buried her face in his chest. She shut her eyes and wrapped her arms around his back, holding tightly. She didn't know what to say or why he cared about her so much, she just stayed laying on his chest peacefully. Her ear trying to find a heartbeat but finding none, she clutched him tighter, not wanting the tears to fall. She wanted to be with him forever, no one deserved to go through all of that alone.
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Philippe held her to him, gently stroking her hair. She seemed more emotional about it than he did. But, he was just glad that she was alright. After a little while, she did pulled back and standing like that was starting to bore his muscles. "Do you mind if we move this to the bed?" He asked her softly in her ear. He didn't want to imply anything, but he just thought that laying down or sitting in his lap would be move comfortable for her.
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Amy looked over to him as he pulled away. She shivered as he whispered in her ear, her eyebrows rose wondering exactly what he was implying. They could always go to the couch and watch a movie or the other room to cuddle but the bed.. that could be implying a lot of things. "I uh..." She didn't know what he meant but she didn't want to make it awkward so she just nodded her head. "sure..." she whispered softly.
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Philippe blinked slightly, then realized she thought he meant it the other way. He looked slightly uncomfortable with that. But, he nodded slightly, leading her to his bed. He smiled at her, caring showing through. He wouldn't knowingly do anything to hurt her, he wanted her to know that. He gently pulled her onto the bed as he sat on it and moved back.
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Amy followed and sat with him and closed her eyes. She took a deep breath and then moved closer to him as she placed her head on his chest. She didn't know what to say or what to expect, she was just so drained of the past few days activities. It felt nice to be held by someone so solid and strong. "you smell good" she whispered with a small giggle.
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Philippe looked a little happier when she did that. He moved slightly so it would look like she was laying on him more than anything else. Then he gently stroked her hair. He blinked at looked at her when she whispered that. "Umm...thank you?"
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Amy blushed brightly and shook her head "I don't know why I said that.. sorry" She didn't look at him, but stayed quiet wondering where this moment was going.
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Philippe couldn't help but chuckle softly. "That's alright. Just wondering how I smelled good." He gently kissed her head and continued stroking her hair, lovingly.
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Amy smiled as he played with her hair, maybe it wasn't going to be what she expected. But how long could they actually stay there? She sighed happily and shrugged. "I dunno... you just give off this amazing smell... so intoxicating.." her face was bright red.
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Philippe chuckled softly and kissed his head. "Hm....sort of how you smell intoxicating...?"
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Amy blushed deeper, if possible and just nodded. Well maybe she didn't want to drink his blood.. but he still smelled amazing. She didn't want to say anything, unsure of how to take his previous comment.
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Philippe chuckled softly at her silence. "It was a joke, love."
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Amy gasped softly at his choice of words, love. That was only for two people extremely connected and yet he said it so calmly, as if it was natural to him. She looked up at him with curious eyes. What did he mean by that. "but you do find me intoxicating right?" she asked with a small giggle.
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Philippe blinked at her, then laughed some more. "Yes, very much so.."
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Amy smiled and cuddled into him closer and shut her eyes.
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