-I Used To Be Love Drunk, Now I'm Hungover, I'll Love You Forever, Forever Is Over- PRP Between Scoobi and Kindro

"N-Never stop," Eliana said, her fingers curling in his hair. "N-Never."

Frank smiled, and did what she asked, and never stopped kissing her neck roughly, with a smile.

"F-F-Fuck you," Eliana said, her voice rough and corse. She was trying to get into the mood that he, a vampire, was actually draing blood from her, a helpless victim in despair.

Frank laughed loudly, evily. He smiled, and then chuckled evily. His head up, He smiled, and started kissing her neck again roughly.

"I-I hate you." Eliana pulled gingerly at the hair at the nape of his neck. "F-Fuck you."

"I know you do." Frank said evily, kissing her neck lightly.

"F-Fuck you," Eliana said. "Go to Hell. Rot in Hell, you dirty, rotten, son of a bitch," she moaned.

Frank laughed evily, and kept doing what he was doing.

"B-bastard," Eliana moaned, her throat dry, and her voice hoarse.

Frank laughed evily again.

"I-I will see you in Hell," Eliana proclaimed, pretending to "die".

Frank laughed.

Eliana kicked him in the balls extremely lightly[it was more like tapping them with her foot], then keeled over, her tongue coming between her lips, and seperating them at the corner. She tried not to laugh.

Frank shut his eyes, and flipped over, so that she was on top.

Eliana began to pull his shirt off his body. When successful, she flung it to the other side of the room, grinning. When that was done, she began running her fingers over his many tattoos.

Frank smiled, and relaxed his muscles, and put his head neck back and forth, so she could run her hands up and down his neck tattoos.

"Sexy stomach," Eliana said, running her fingers over his abdomen. She laughed lightly, then made her way up to his neck. She kissed it, roughly, so that he could see why she loved it so much.

Frank moaned lightly,and used a hand to keep her head there, at his neck.

Eliana felt Frank put a tattoo'd hand on her neck, to keep her mouth on his body. She giggled lightly, and kept kissing him there, over and over again.

Frank smiled, and kept his neck in one spot, and moaned lightly.

Between kisses, Eliana asked, "You likin' it?" She chuckled lightly, then went back to kissing his neck.

Frank just laid there, afraid that if he moved Eli, would get angry again, and say they don't have the spark, which they clearly do.

Eliana held herself back for a moment, to peer at his no-longer clear neck. He had two hickies, one on the left side of his neck, and the other on his collarbone. She giggled lightly, and felt her own neck. She knew that she had to have had, like, three of her own, from him.

Frank opened his eyes, and sat up, looking over her neck, She had three, one on both sides of her neck, and on on the front of her neck. He smiled, and leaned back, felt his neck, and could feel with out otuching, that he had two, one on both sides of his neck. He wore hoodies all day long, plus he had tattoos, on both sides, so it would hopfully blend in.

"There's no covering those up, Frankie," Eliana said, with a short laugh. "They're huge." She felt her neck, and felt that she had one on each sides of her neck, and on the front, as well. They stung a little bit, but she didn't mind that much. It was of love. She giggled at that thought, before she went back to kissing his neck.