"I [i]do[/i] need to maintain my home improvement skills," Shock agreed. "There's only so much I can do around the tree house."

She let out a wicked cackle at the thought of the vampires being forced to redecorate.

"It's a [i]castle[/i]," she said in a thick Transylvanian accent, "where we have [i]traditions[/i] and [i]history[/i]."

Her mockery of the vampires complete, Shock laughed again.

"Bunch of stuffy old corpses, that lot. I don't know what Lock sees in Lillith, but he at [i]least[/i] picked the least fussy one."

~~~

He smiled under her kiss, and at her bite, let out a soft noise of pleasure. Lock smirked when she pulled away. He licked the blood away, moving his tongue as a hint to what else he might do with it.

"As you wish," he said.

He taunted her with his tail again, taking full advantage of the fact that she didn't specify [i]how[/i] to fight. Lock pulled her closer with the leg hooked around her waist and fought against her hold on him. He playfully bit her arm, knowing he'd pay for it in a moment. That didn't matter. All that mattered was getting her properly riled up.

His back would hurt by the time they finished, bruised from the force of her strength. Both of them would sport new bite marks as they nipped and played and eventually drew blood. And when they tired each other out, all they had to do was knock one of the coffins over to curl inside. The old tomb would shield Lillith from the sun's rays, but the coffin provided some comfort as they curled against one another. It was also the only time he rested on top of her, due to their difference in size.

They had the rest of the day to be together, before Lillith inevitably had to slip back just before dusk. Lock gently curled his tail around her waist as he nuzzled against her.

Right now, nothing else existed but the two of them, and it was all he wanted or needed.