undergrounds | waves that swallow quick and deep

Well, shit. Kyle was really really hot...

"I only have eyes for you, I promise," she says seriously. "last I checked he had a girlfriend, anyway." and she had standards about not cheating. Unless it was work then all money was green.

She moves in close to him. "I know you'll be on your best behavior." She gave him a quick kiss, leaving lipstick on his cheek.

He tries to take comfort in Nancy's words. She's never lied to him intentionally, and if she says she's faithful, than he'll take her word for it. It's this mysterious Kyle that Cooper has is concerns over. Nancy was a beautiful girl and lord only knows what someone might think of living with her, seeing her in the morning in her pajamas or when she's just stepped out of the shower in nothing but a towel...well, at least now his train of thought had gone somewhere else.

He rubs out the spot on his cheek and picks his wine back up. "You be careful out there right now. It won't matter where you're staying if the wrong vamp gets a hold of you." He now has a personal stake in Harris' ridiculous edict that the vampires could feed off of whoever they wanted. Nancy's job has always been a risky one, but now it's doubly so.

"I always am." she pointed at the charm on her necklace. No mind control for her, thanks. "I survived you, didn't I?" A joke, she didn't blame him for the fae blood incident.

But she knows how dangerous it is. If it hadn't been for Natasha, Kenzi would have likely drained her completely. "I can just use your name, no one wants to mess with the girl of an Earl, do they?" she hoped. She had always been a target, it seemed.

He winces when she jokes about him getting high off fae blood. Still, she's long-since forgiven him for that, so he'll let pass by. It's just water under the bridge now. He'll never be quite that foolish ever again.

"This is true. There's a few advantages t'being high up in the nest." If he had to throw his weight around to make sure Nancy stayed safe, then he would do so gladly. Lord only knew he didn't use his position often enough as it was.

She catches the wince, and softens the blow with another kiss, this time on his lips. Damn, she's missed being able to kiss people. It's such a silly thing, but it's so intimate to her. The one thing she won't do with just anyone.

"Next thing I know, you'll be running the whole show." Please don't. she's already friends with too many people too high up in too many factions.

...wait.

Cooper sighs contentedly when Nancy kisses him. This is not going to grow old for him anytime soon. He gives her a goofy little grin in response.

"Perish the thought, sweetpea. I'm content t'be the guy standin' behind the main guy. Same type of power, less of the spotlight." He's quite candid about anyone who asks what his plans being in the nest are. People tend to let their guard down around someone they feel is less of a threat.

She will never get tired of having that effect on him.

"Good," she says, with a sigh before dramatically plopping back on the blanket. "I'm so bloody tired of politics." She was the one that had to go and get herself involved at every angle, but all of it had been on accident. Honest.

"Then you're livin' in the wrong city," Cooper replies cheerfully. London seems to be made up of nothing but politics sometimes. He will admit that it does grow dreadfully weary sometimes, trying to keep track of who had an alliance with whom and who were the real ones in power.

He pulls two sandwiches out of the picnic basket, offering one to Nancy. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been on a daytime picnic, with the bright sun on his face and a beautiful person by his side. One had to enjoy the little moments in life, otherwise there was nothing worth living for. "Maybe I can take you for a ride after we're done eating." That wasn't entirely a double entendre. He's been wanting to get Nancy on the back of one of his motorcycles for a while now. That way he could combine two of his biggest passions together.

"Too bad I don't want to live anywhere else." London was the greatest city in the world, as far as Nancy was concerned. It was also the only city she'd ever known.

Sitting up a little, she takes the sandwich from him. They're so classy, with their wine and sandwiches. Just looking at him, she smiles and blushes, because this was Cooper and they were together.

"I don't see why not." It seemed appropriate, Cooper taking her for a ride around the city on the back of his motorcycle. He'd nearly killed her with it the first time they met, so maybe she owed the whole thing to that damn bike. "Show me your favorite spots."

He takes a bite of his sandwich. He wonders if Nancy knows how to cook. Not that he needs to eat a whole lot, strictly speaking, but he does occasionally enjoy breaking up the monotony of drinking just blood with something a little more solid. Nancy is enough for him, though. He thinks he'll never get tired of drinking her blood.

"I promise not to run over anythin' this time." He, too, remembers their first meeting. Cooper is a maniac on the road. He's never had to deal with the caution that came from knowing he might die if he got into a car accident, so his driving skills could charitably be described as crazy at the best of times. He'll take all necessary precautions with Nancy at his back.

You don't grow up with a bunch of little brothers without learning how to cook, and if he ever wanted, she'd be more than happy to fix him anything he wanted. Within reason.

She smiles at the memory. "Good- I don't exactly want to donate my organs today. Just my blood is more than enough." She gave him a cheeky wink.

"No way am I letting your pretty face get scraped up on the road." In response to the wink, he kisses her on the neck. It soon turns into a bite, not the kind designed to puncture the skin and lap up blood, just the loving, slightly possessive kind that any normal boyfriend might give his girlfriend.

Nancy blushes as he moves in to her neck. Here in the sun, she know he won't bite her bite her. Just a little love nibble, it was perfectly acceptable. She wrinkled her nose, dropping her head a bit to nuzzle him out of her neck.

"Oy, eat your sandwich, will you?"

Or you can kiss her again, that's fine.

"I think I'd prefer to eat you," Cooper murmurs against her skin. He brushes his lips over her skin, teeth gently scraping, though he's careful not to leave any marks. Most men would prefer not to solicit a girl who has a hickey for all to see. So he kisses her neck one more time before sitting up straight. He takes another large bite of his sandwich, moving to put on a pair of sunglasses he had brought to help with the glare.

Hey may hate her work, but he's conscious of it, and she gives an appreciative moan- or maybe that's because she just happens to like the feeling.

Kyle had asked her that. And when it was good, well, it was good.

"That can be arranged," she tells him- he eats for free, now. Obviously, it would be wrong to charge her boyfriend to drink her blood. "Maybe after the ride." It can be sexual, or he could drink her blood. Either way, the invitation is there.

"Good. A picnic, a motorcycle ride, 'n you by my side. This is going down as one of my top twenty most favorite days." As a vampire, Cooper often feels like he's constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop. Nice things always have a price being a creature of the night. Right now, though, he's calm and at peace. There's little that could spoil his good mood.

"You make me happy," he says, sighing as he picks up a strand of Nancy's red hair, twirling it through one of his fingers. He feels a little corny saying it, but the vampire has never been one to tamper down his emotions.

His top twenty most favorite days. She didn't know old he was, exactly. She didn't care how old he was. Nancy beamed. "Days, or nights, too?" she teases, dropping her head a little to nuzzle him with the tip of her nose.

"You make me happy, too." Happier than she can claim she's been in a long time. When she's with Cooper, everything seems better. He loves her like no one else ever has before. Sex is one thing. But romance, actual love, that's something completely different, and she knows it. Because she believes in love and in the goodness of some people even in this shitty, shitty world.

"I love you, you know."

"Both," he replies, squirming around a little as he feels the tip of her nose on his skin. Had he been watching anyone else making the same display, he would have commented on it as being sickeningly cute. But when it's actually happening to him, it's a different story.

"I know." He gives her a long kiss on the lips. He doesn't know how long this will last between them. Cooper can only hope it will last a long, long time.

She likes the way he squirms. It's cute, proof he's let her under his skin.

Nancy kisses him back, but only for a moment before she pulls back. "Hurry up and eat then, you. So we can make this day and night one of the best for both of us." But she'll kiss him one last time. how ever long he wants to spend on his sandwich, she's more than happy to be by his side.

With the thought of a motorcycle ride in his head, Cooper finishes off his sandwich and wine at a leisurely pace. When he's done, he stands up.

"Right then. You'll be needin' a helmet." For himself, Cooper would only be wearing a pair of goggles. Vampires were made of sturdy stuff and wiping out wouldn't do too much harm to him. Nancy, on the other hand, he'd risk no harm coming to her.

"Do I?" She gave him a smile as she packed up their belongings.

"I may have learned a localized protection spell." She taps her head. "So we should be fine." The picnic basket shrinks down till its small enough to fit in her purse. Damn she loves magic. "Unless you're planing on trying to have me killed tonight." He would never.

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"Just consider it an extra layer of protection. Or look at it as a way t'keep your hair from getting ruined." Magic or not, he wasn't going to be taking any chances with his rather breakable, human girlfriend.

The V7 Stone is a lovely little bike, gleaming black and perfectly built for a nice ride. It seems that everything has come full circle, from almost running over Nancy at their first meeting to now dating her.

"Thank you, love," she tells him with a kiss in the cheek. She liked the way he looked out for her.

The bike is gorgeous, if you're into that sort of thing and Nancy can tell how much care of it Cooper takes. Like so many other things. "now I've never actually been on one of these things," she confesses. "Just nearly run over." She squeezes his hand to show she still has no hard feelings over it.

Cooper can be a total slob and careless regarding most things in his life. When it comes to the things he cares about, they look the best they can be. The motorcycle is shiny and has had so beautiful customization done to him.

Cooper swings a leg over the bike and sits down, patting a spot behind him. "It's simple. Just hold onto me tight 'n nothing will happen to you." See, this is why motorcycles are romantic. He can have his sweetheart pressed up nice and close to him for a long ride through the city.

Nancy, meanwhile, is good with her things. She tries to keep her home neat, because she respects the money that went into every single item in her house. She was lucky that she was often gifted fine gowns and jewelry from some of her wealthier clients, but she was not a wealthy woman by any means. She simply had a lot of friends in high places. If you looked close at nearly anything she wears, it's cheap fabric, a plastic gem. But something like his bike? She'd take even better care of it than anything else, and can respect how much he must care.

With a small smile, she steps forward, and straddles the bike. "Alright- I'm trusting you, Cooper." She wrapped her arms around his waist. Her lips are pressed up against his cheek. "Show me your favorite spots."

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