undergrounds | there's a chance that we may fall apart before too long

"Go?" Nancy blinked her tearful eyes at him. "no- no." don't leave her here, not now with a dent in her wall.

Gingerly, she reached for his hands. She could circumvent anything bad, she was almost sure. "Stay." The night.

her free hand reached for his cheek, gently touching it. "It's- you can't love me, Cooper." Slowly and steadilly, she tried to explain. "you deserve so much more than me. More than some- some fucking broken whore. You deserve so much more."

Don't leave her.

He laced his fingers with her hand, rubbing his thumb across the soft skin of her palm. At least now he didn't feel completely and utterly rejected. She had her reasons, even if he didn't agree with them at all.

Cooper leaned into her hand, savoring every second of her touch. "Don't tell me what I deserve, Nancy. I deserved t'die on the gallows. I deserved a chance to grow old. I deserved not to be a monster. None of that ever happened. So if you're not what I deserve, then at least you're what I choose."

His touch was cold, but it hardly took her by surprise anymore. Gently, she squeezed his hand, leaning in towards him.

"You can't. You wouldn't be able to deal with it, what I do. You've just proven it, to both of us. Gods- I wish it were so easy." He'd go mad with rage any time she saw him, if he knew she'd been working.

"I want to. I want to, and it terrifies me, but I can't, Cooper."

He wanted to offer to support her. Lord only knew, he had enough money saved up from years of saving. But he knew Nancy had her pride. Cooper didn't want to offend her by making it seem like he thought of her like a charity case or that this would somehow give him power over her. He looked crushed as he felt her rejection once again. Still, he persisted.

"I could try. Just give this, what we have between us. give it a chance to be something. Don't let me keep thinking about what could have been," he pleaded with her.

Her heart gave a deep twist, her stomach following suit as he looked up at her. He'd come in here, nearly killed someone, and now here he was kneeling in front of her. He wanted to be with her. Not just for an hour or two, but for some time. A man she cared deeply for, cared deeply about her. And wanted to be with her.

She'd be stupid if she let that go.

"We're bloody idiots."

Without another word, she leaned forward, pressing her lips against his.

Cooper's blue eyes were wide with surprise as Nancy kissed him. That had been the last thing he was expecting. But it was the best kind of surprise for the vampire. He leaned into her lips, kissing her back with a feverish desire.

He was acutely aware of the fact that Nancy was naked beneath the blanket she had covering her form. One hand went up around her shoulders and around the back of her neck. The other was pressing into the couch, helping to propel him upwards as he continued to kiss her, filled with a hunger that only she could fulfill him with.

Naked, wearing a blanket, with drying blood on her neck. But cooper didn't care and therefore, neither did Nancy. It was rare that she kissed anyone- she didn't while working, and while kisses on the cheek were one thing, making out like the teenager she was was a far cry from her usual fair.

But she kisses him back, parting her lips against his as she wraps an arm around him, leaning back against the couch. Her tears were dry, one hand still caressing his cheek. They were stupid. so stupid.

But that was exactly how she wanted it.

The hand braced on the couch came up, pulling at the jacket and T-shirt Cooper was wearing. Both dropped to the floor, revealing a skinny, pale torso, the awkward kind of teenage body that Cooper was never going to grow out of. Normally, he would have been more self-conscious in front of a prospective partner. But this was Nancy.

He got up from his knees, hovering over Nancy's form there on the couch. One hand slipped down past the concealing blanket and over her breasts. Cooper thought for two seconds about moving to the bedroom, then immediately dismissed the idea. The couch was good enough for him.

Nancy didn't care what he looked like. She'd been with men far less attractive than Cooper in his perpetually-teenaged body. Nothing she'd bring up, not right now, when he'd just nearly killed the customer he'd walked in on her with. But he didn't need to be worried about how he looked. If anything, Nancy was more worried about how she looked.

Granted, she usually cheated with magic and makeup, but the inevitable moment when she let him see her without all that.

But her mind wasn't on that, it wasn't on how Cooper looked, it was how he felt. She placed a hand on his cool torso, feeling him as he cupped her breasts. She sighed out-loud, urging him to continue, to get closer to her, as the blanket pooled around her waist.

Cooper was now hovering over Nancy's body. It was no matter to him that she had just been with another man. She was his now and nobody else's. He began to trail a line of kisses down her neck and the rest of her body, studiously avoiding looking at the marks that had been left by the other vampire. His teeth scrape gently against her skin, light enough not to leave marks.

He trails his lips down between her breasts and her stomach, stopping before he can go any further. He takes off his belt and pants, slow and with deliberation, locking eyes with her all the while. Then it is just the two of them, their bodies becoming one in something that is as intimate as drinking her blood and just as pleasurable for the two of them.

there's a chance that we may fall apart before too long

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