Love at First Spill (KittenAKAKat:|)

[Katrina]

Kat smiled brightly again. So Mr. Tall-Dark-Handsome-and-British also had a sense of humor. God, this man seemed to be the complete package wrapped in a nice casual suit. The only bad thing so far? He was a hellhound. But that didn't phase the girl. Katrina was far passed being thrown off by something as miniscule as that. And... To be fair, it did make him a total bad boy. And bad boys were always amazing. Hell, it was fun being Fallen sometimes. Katrina was a good angel shifter, but she had her rough edges like everyone else. She still didn't forgive herself for Isaac's falling or Sunny's death or her old bonded Angel's death, though. Oh well, nothing she could do about it now. Kat tilted her head, a look of curiosity now on her face as she held Jude's wrist still. Almost as if she'd felt the ripple up his spine. Almost. Kat suddenly felt embarrassed for being so little when he was so tall, not that she could help it. But at the same time it was also... Endearing, in the least innocent form of the word. Kat raised her brows at his smirk and small nod. She tugged the bottom of her shirt down with her left hand, still holding on to Jude's wrist. Her face immediately went to a blush when she saw her shirt was just a tad translucent. Letting go of his wrist, Kat shrugged. "I guess if it really bothers you I could turn my shirt around or something, but in all honesty," she paused, scoffing. "I really don't care." she said with a smile, lightly pushing Jude's arm and jacket back to himself. Kat may or may not be teasing the man. As cruel a trick as it was, Kat couldn't help but smirk.

[Jude Bennett]

A smile reflected on Jude's face as he caught sight of Kat's. The bigger the girl smiled, the more he liked her. This didn't really make sense, just to like someone because they had a stunning smile, but hey, he couldn't help it. His instincts were taking over on this one, and surprisingly, they weren't violent. He had no desire to even touch the girl in a harmful way. All he wanted to do was keep his hand on hers. Realizing just how weird and creepy and sudden this all was, the young man cleared his throat a little and returned his attention to the blonde. Right when he did, she retracted her hand, leaving him with that empty feeling again. It made absolutely no sense, to feel this way about a person right after meeting them. But, it had happened before. With... His first love, Sarah, the woman he had felt so strongly about and was planning on proposing to. The woman he had killed brutally, all because he couldn't control what he really was. Blinking suddenly, Jude realized he missed almost half of Kat's words by zoning out. Listening intently to the rest of what she had to say, he caught up quickly, and realized that she wasn't going to help his case. Reluctantly, Jude allowed his hand holding the coat to be pushed back. Dammit, she was teasing him, he knew she was. Smirking darkly, the tall, young man looked down at Kat, his green eyes glinting in the light. "Really, love, that might not be the best of ideas."

[Katrina]

Kat shrugged. "If you insist." Smugly the girl turned around slowly, not breaking eye contact with Jude until she was fully turned around. Kat knew he was aware of her games, but that didn't make them any less entertaining. Quite the opposite, actually. Forgetting about her jacket, the girl walked to the door, then stopped. Turning halfway, she looked at Jude again. "I guess you don't have to come outside, it's just a little too hot in here for me..." It was true. She was still really warm from her run and the recent coffee spillage, and the whole burn-tingling thing was not helping. Smiling once more, the female turned and walked out the door slowly. When she was out there in front of the the signs on the windows not visible to anyone on the inside, she took off her tanktop and studied it. Redirecting the light, Katrina aimed it at the tanktop, trying to dry it off. It was working, but it was still stained. The parking lot was practically empty and most people were at work by now so the roads were just as bare. Kat saw nothing wrong with being in her bra. It was the same as wearing a freaking bikini. She almost felt a little guilty for leaving him in there. For some reason, she wanted to just go back and grab his hand again. Or something. The tingling wasn't entirely sexual, for lack of a better word. There was something in Jude's touch that made her happy. Warm and... Positive. Kat had no freaking clue what this may be. She didn't really know what love was or what it felt like, or really what it was even like to have any sort of feelings for a guy, aside from the love one has for their bonded partner and their closest friend. She'd heard fairy tales of "love at first sight" but never love at first... Spill. Realizing she was still standing there directing the light, Kat didn't realize how lost in thought she was until she burned a huge hole into the chest of the top, the burn quickly spreading elsewhere. The girl cursed, but still wasn't upset. Waving the top a bit to cool it off, she looked at the top. It would be pointless to put it back on, but if Jude came out she would have no choice by to accept his jacket. Dammit why was she so stubborn?

[Jude Bennett]

Jude watched with suspicious eyes as Kat turned away from him. Just what was she up to? The way she turned, with her eyes locked on his, was enough to send a chill tumbling down his spine. God, this girl was getting to lengths no other woman had other than Sarah. It was... A bit frightening, to be honest. Jude didn't want to screw up again. He didn't want to kill the one he loved, or such a soul as what this woman here before him portrayed. Though, it should be all he wanted. He was a hellhound, for God's sake. He should want to tear Kat apart. She was this angelic being after all. A complete opposite. This was where the hellhound often had his never-ending "internal debate." It was enough to give him a headache for life. The young man watched Kat as she walked away, his eyes never leaving her. Okay, that might've been a little creepy, but whatever. He could do much worse than just watching her walk out of the freaking cafe, after all. He swallowed once she turned around, speaking for one last time before stepping out. Was that an invitation for him to follow...? A slight smirk appeared on Jude's face. He was definitely liking this girl. The young man stood there for a moment, then turned to the counter quickly. The line had died down, and there was only one register occupied. Walking up to the second register at the counter, Jude ordered two coffees, hoping that Kat didn't mind a simple drink. He just figured it would be nice to do. Or, really, to have as an excuse for following her outside...

A couple minutes passed, and with two coffees in his hands and his jacket folded over one forearm, the tall Brit made his was out of the cafe. He blinked as the sun blinded his eyes for a moment then glanced around, his eyes immediately finding Kat. One would think that being the hellhound he is, he wouldn't blush at seeing a girl half-naked, but nope, as soon as his eyes landed on the blonde his cheeks went red. Lovely. She had this weird effect on him, he didn't even know what was going on half the time. Drawing in a deep breath, the young man stepped forward to the small blonde. She was going to have to take his coat now. Otherwise he was just going to f*cking lose it and attack her right there. "Coat then coffee, love?" he asked, his voice thick as he forced himself to look at her eyes and her eyes only. He barely even noticed her burned shirt.

[Katrina]

Kat smelled coffee. Turning around, the girl watched as Jude appeared. She made no effort to cover herself. Instead, she watched the coffee cups he had brought with him. They smelled nice. She saw his blush, however, and giggled out loud. Sighing, she watched Jude approach her. Kat couldn't understand why she wanted him so bad, after knowing him for ehhh twenty minutes maybe? Kat looked down at their feet, and how much bigger his were compared to her tiny size fives, six with some brands. Looking back up, she gave him the most innocent look possible, which came naturally when you were part animal, after all. "I see you bought more coffee," she said. And then she scoffed at his question. Her? Accept HIS jacket? Jude was nuts. Just nuts. It drove her nuts. In a good way so far. Katrina put a blank expression on her face. Dropping the charred shirt, she slowly reached for his jacket. "Sigh..." Bringing it closer to her as if about to put it on, Kat laughed and threw the coat over his head and face. "There, problem solved!" The girl smiled again, crossing her arms triumphantly.

[Jude Bennett]

Kat's giggle made Jude's blush intensify, which only served to make him grumble quietly under his breath. How embarrassing. Her laugh, though, was almost cute enough to make up for it. Almost. Since he would never admit such a thing... Right? Yeah, right. The young man tried so, so hard to keep his eyes off of the girl's body. Honestly. It was just so very tempting, though. Her soft, pale flesh was so inviting, Jude had to practically imagine his feet as leaden weights that were super-glued to the ground just so he wouldn't grab her and take her for his own right then and there. Keep in mind that Jude would normally not act like this around other girls. Sure, he might find some of them appealing and such, but he would never cross such a boundary. Being with Sarah had taught him how to have etiquette and to try his very best to stick to just one woman. Looks like that had stuck around right up until now. Kat had broken the chain of "semi-good" behavior. There was something special about the girl, he would give her that. At Kat's words the brunette nodded, his eyes having trouble staying focused on her face. Damn being a male hellhound. Amusement flickered in Jude's eyes at Kat's scoff, though it shifted very slightly to surprise when she actually took his jacket. Something about this was off, though. He could feel it. Watching her closely, Jude was surprised to find himself suddenly full in the face with jacket. What? The young man rolled his eyes beneath the fabric and then tipped his head, allowing it to fall to the ground. Maybe he would pick it up. But it wasn't looking good for the jacket. Narrowing his green eyes, Jude felt himself lose his grip on his self-control, by just a smidge. It was enough to make him do what he did next.

Slowly setting the two coffees down on the ground next to his jacket, the dark-haired man kept his olive eyes on Kat, his gaze never wavering. His desire for her was becoming something that he couldn't control. Sure, they had just met not even half an hour ago, but it didn't really look like that was going to stop him, now did it? Standing straight again, Jude looked down at the blonde, quirking an eyebrow upward. "I told you before, love, that wasn't really the best idea out there," he said, his voice darkening ever so slightly. Jude took a few steps closer until he was just inches away from the blonde. He figured there would be a better place to do this, and somewhere in the back of his mind his more sane-self was yelling not to touch her, but of course, his hellhound instincts won out in the end, and he ended up wrapping one hand behind Kat's head and putting the other beneath her chin, tipping it upward towards him. At least these instincts were screaming for something other than her freshly spilled blood. Leaning down - not even giving her a choice in the matter, his hands were like a statue's, immovable - he laid his lips over the girl's. What the hell had just happened over the course of not even half an hour to lead to this?

[Katrina]

So what happens when you go for a jog and stop for some coffee at the end of it? Sure it was a little backward, but Kat liked waking up naturally by getting her blood pumping. Coffee was just an after-treat. She didn't really need to run to stay fit, or drink coffee to be awake. But these things were luxuries the girl enjoyed. As was going to the animal shelter every now and then to look at all of the animals she couldn't have just to see their adorable faces, or like playing with the light to make shadow puppets. Small things like that is what made life worth it, but everything felt so out of place all of a sudden. Nothing made sense. Not a single piece of this puzzle fit together anymore. But Katrina liked it. The young woman enjoyed the feeling of not knowing, of utter surprise and adventure. Maybe that's why she seemed so ecstatic to get outside and run all of the time, on the off chance she may see something new, something dangerous, something... Feral. Wild. Insane. Yet perfectly intact, all in one. It was really beautiful, the way things worked and how they were done. It was amazing what one little coffee could do, or one little traffic jam that had led Kat to end her run early. It was beautiful. Time was gorgeous. Kat lifted her chin slightly, waiting for him to respond to the jacket. Jude let it slide off, and Kat giggled again. It was when he put the coffees beside the jacket that the girl lowered her head in curiosity. Sure he'd told her not to do it, but of course she did it anyway. It was how Katrina functioned. It was how life worked. Giving Katrina an order was like teaching a house cat to fetch. It worked sometimes, but most of the time in ended with the person feeling powerless, incapable. Intimidated. But maybe it was the feral kitten who craved adventure within the girl that allowed what happened to happen the way it did.

Katrina froze. Jude took a step closer, and another. Her breaths became shorter and more frequent. What was he doing? Looking down at his chest, she allowed him to take another step, and place his hand behind her head. There it was. That feeling again. But this time, it sent a chill down her own spine. She shuddered ever so slightly, still looking eye-level at his chest. And then his other hand made contact. Jude tilted her chin up, and she let him. Katrina didn't know what to do. For a split second, she panicked. And then his lips met hers. It was the most powerful sensation yet. It burned just right. A fire it seemed, but it felt so perfect. Katrina closed her eyes and returned the kiss, her small hands wrapping themselves around his biceps. Slowly, her hands moved upward, until they found his shoulders. Placing her arms around his neck, Katrina stood on her toes, a bit of force going into her kiss, but not too much. There was so much perfection in this moment, Kat didn't want it to stop. She pulled Jude closer, a small sound of satisfaction escaping her lips. This man had changed her life in half an hour, but his marks were permanent. Every piece of the puzzle suddenly fell into place, and it only made Katrina want him more. Heart beating rapidly, the girls chest was against his own. She didn't care if she had no shirt, or if the world ended. She wanted to stay right here. Kat's mind was racing, and anything she thought about saying just got jumbled in her head. So she stood there kissing him, thinking about how he'd managed to change her view on this planet in just under thirty minutes.

[Jude Bennett]

Jude had never felt such pleasure before in all his years. Were kisses supposed to feel this way? Not even with Sarah had he felt anything quite like this. There was a burn to the kiss. The man immediately blamed it on their two separate origins. The burn wasn't painful, though. Or, perhaps it was, and this was just his masochistic side kicking in that made it feel so pleasurable, so amazing. Jude had to weave his mind out of the jumbled maze his thoughts had become to even start thinking about where they were, what they were doing, and how Kat may have been experiencing this. The way it felt... She had to feel the same. The same sensations, the same spine-tingling jolts that that burn, that tingle, between them made. He couldn't be alone in this. It just wouldn't make sense. The way Kat's hands felt around him was indescribable. Hand holding? Please. That barely compared now. Jude would forever be craving this. He had just unknowingly altered the lives of both of them. And what did it take? Just a little bit of spilled coffee. The man would've laughed if he wasn't so consumed in the girl before him. Kat had him one hundred percent now. She could do anything, and he would most likely go right along with it.

A low groan, barely audible, escaped Jude's lips as soon as Kat's own sounds of pleasure reached his ears. Whatever that was, it was music to his ears. And the way she pulled him closer? Pushed herself further? Absolute perfection. This was something that he would gladly take every second of every day if he could. And the funny thing was, it still hadn't even been a half an hour yet. As if he gave a damn. Jude slowly slid his hands down, resting them against the top of the blonde's hips before lightly gripping them. Somehow, he was managing to be decent with her. Not feather-light of course, but not too rough either. Willing himself to draw back, Jude pulled away and breathed deeply, his lips tingling with the aftereffects of that mind blowing - if you would - kiss. The young man opened his eyes that had closed sometime during the act, their green depths gazing down at Kat. This girl... His yearning for her to be his was so strong. He was lost in the dust when it came to it, but oddly enough, he didn't mind it whatsoever. He liked it. It was horrifying at the same time, though. He didn't want to hurt her. Not at all. Jude let out a deep breath and subconsciously rubbed his thumbs in little circles around her hips. This was so odd. "I... I'm sorry," he said, though he made no attempt to move from his spot flush against her warm body.

[Katrina]

Katrina didn't realize she was holding her breath until Jude's hands slid down her body. Dropping back down from her toes, she let it out slowly, the woman panted a little bit and stepped back some. Did he feel it too? The bite in this kiss, the fire in their touch? Katrina wanted him desperately, in more ways than one. Her mind racing a mile a minute, she half smiled when he let out his own sound of pleasure, and shuddered again when his hands crept down her sides. Jude's hands were strong, Kat could feel it when he gripped her hips. It only increased her want, her need for this dazzling man. Katrina had never felt anything like this before. Sure she had kissed a couple people since she'd been on Earth, but nothing like this happened. Was it supposed to feel this amazing? Katrina lost all caring of her shirt or how long ago they met. It was really only now that mattered, and Katrina couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken- and teased, to say the least- when Jude pulled away. The feel of his hands on her or hers on him didn't even come close to enough. Not after that. Kat intended to get more, one way or another. Jude had to be hers now. There was no turning back for either of them, not with a stubborn girl such as Katrina. Not opening her eyes, she bit her lower lip in satisfaction.

Dropping her head, Kat opened her eyes and smiled at the ground, her hands softly inching down Jude's arms until she found his waist. The girl brought her hands around them slowly, and once they were in position, she pulled their bodies together suddenly. Sluggishly lifting her gaze, Katrina met Jude's stunning olive eyes. Sorry? For what? Did Jude feel like she didn't love very second of that? Oh he had so much too learn. "I... I think it's me who should be apologizing, Jude," Kat said quietly, not breaking eye contact. She was only teasing herself by teasing him, and she knew it. Her entire body was on fire now, a good fire. A fire she didn't want to put out. Grasping the hellhounds waist tightly, the angel shifter cocked her head, pressing her body against his. She knew this sensation came from their different origins. If she were holy, she wouldn't be able to touch him at all. And for a split second the girl was thankful for being Fallen. But there was another sensation behind the touch, one that didn't feel so much burning as much as it did... Warm. And right. "Sorry because... I don't think I can keep my hands... Or lips... Off of you for much longer," Kat gave a small sound of amusement. Oh how true it was. It was more than just lust, though that was a fairly good chunk of it. She didn't even know for sure what it was. But hey, this stranger had a hold on her, and she'd probably do anything he wanted as long as it lasted. Licking her lips lucidly, Kat went back to smiling, slipping her hands into his back pockets. "I mean, if that's okay with you." She said, the sentence barely even a question at all. Psh, who needs coffee and shirts when you have this?

[Jude Bennett]

Things were becoming... Difficult. Very, very difficult. How so? Let's just say that if Jude stayed out here with Kat for, ehhh, five more minutes max, things were going to become much too inappropriate for public eyes. Enough said. The young man truly didn't want to move from his spot, though. He was far too comfortable, standing there with the blonde against him. It just felt right. He hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time, and now that it was coming back, he was trying to keep up with it. He knew what it was. And this knowledge of his scared him. Why? Because he had gone through this with Sarah, and look at how that had ended. Sighing softly, allowing that fact to slip to the back of his mind for the time being, Jude kept his eyes locked on Kat. A slight smirk appeared on his face as he watched her reaction. That look of satisfaction was all he needed. Of course, though, being the somewhat-gentleman he was, he had to apologize. What he had done was sudden and rash and unexpected. But damn, he didn't regret a single second of it. Why would he? He had just had the most amazing kiss he had ever experienced. Anyone in their right mind wouldn't regret such a thing.

Quirking his head to one side ever so slightly, Jude watched as Kat opened her eyes and looked down. He wished he could see her eyes, see just how much of an impact he had made. Having them hidden was just way too teasing. The man lost all sense of thought for a brief moment as the blonde ran her hands down his arms, though. Enough so that he didn't mind her teasing quite so much anymore. Dragging in a hitched breath, Jude locked eyes with Kat as she slowly brought her gaze upward. She was doing this on purpose, and she was doing a damn good job, too. A hint of confusion filled the young man's eyes as Kat said she was the one who should be apologizing. If he wasn't mistaken, he was the one who kissed her and was unable to contain himself, not the other way around. Still rubbing circles mindlessly against the girl's hips, Jude went to ask what she meant when he suddenly stopped completely, his thoughts derailing once more. Kat had to realize that bringing them closer together was only going to lead to more rash behavior... Any second now and he was going to lose it completely. The dark-haired man swallowed thickly as he looked down at Kat, the tingling and burning sensations becoming overwhelming. In a good way, of course. A low growl escaped the man's chest in response her words. There was no possible way she came from Heaven and was this intoxicating.

Jude pushed himself closer to Kat as she placed her hands in his back pockets. This feeling of familiarity was going off like a warning siren in his head, but he ignored it, too selfish at the moment to take the time to stop and think it over. Besides, when would that ever happen? Probably after something horrible happened, to give an honest answer. Jude smirked darkly down to the girl, one side of his mouth tipping upward to give it his trademark crooked look. If that was okay with him? Oh, it was more than okay. Sliding his hands upwards ever so slightly, his fingers drinking in the smoothness of her skin, Jude leaned his head down and whispered close to her ear, his voice coming out as smooth as butter. "How about we find somewhere more private, love?" he asked, his voice dripping with desire and something... Something else.

[Katrina]

Kat desperately hoped bringing Jude closer to her body would lead to more rash behavior.

She could sense he was holding back, and Kat wanted more than anything for him to let go. She smiled wider as he rubbed circles on her hips. Jude seemed to know all the right things to do, all the right things to say. If Kat wasn't careful, she may start to have feelings for him. Or maybe she did already. Actually, she did. Kat just didn't know. She'd never experienced anything like this before, especially something similar to what was happening right now. It seemed as if Jude had an advantage over Katrina. Typically, Kat didn't like having the lower hand. But right now... Right now was completely different in every way, including her natural animal instincts to be dominant. However, she'd also grown accustomed to taking orders. That was what those Angelic Shapeshifters did. They catered to their masters every need. Although the Angels who took care of the shifters never took them for granted or took advantage of their pets, that didn't mean humans wouldn't. Or Jude. And honestly, Kat really wanted him to. Like, really really. Jude brought his hands up a little onto her bare skin, and she licked her lips again when he went to whisper into her ear. Kat couldn't help but let out the rare purr that only occurred in her human form on extremely special occasions. She couldn't control it. It just slipped.

His voice sounded so... Dark, so mysterious, so smooth, so... Promising. And British. Sexily British. Couldn't forget that one major little detail that only made it more appealing. It was madness. This entire situation was madness. Kat pulled her hands from Jude's pockets, gently running her hands along his pant line. The idea of going someplace private only made her heart race faster. She didn't want to move, but a nice isolated someplace from curious eyes seemed so... Fitting. The girl remained smiling as she responded. "I think that's a perfect idea," she stated softly, her voice light and soothing. She put emphasis on the "per" syllable, just a smidgen. She shivered under his touch, the mixture of his eyes and hands on her and his desire-filled voice only made Kat lust for him more. Lifting her chin, she looked into his handsome eyes again. "Where did you have in mind? I'm very... Flexible." She said flexible after a short, teasing pause. Not that where they went really mattered to Katrina anymore. Jude could take her to the woods behind the coffee shop and the only opposition she'd have is not being able to get there quick enough.

*Cue angry Kalkrin yelling at them to get a room and taking the coffees back*

[Jude Bennett]

The smirk on Jude's face grew as Kat pulled her hands along the top of his pants and purred. He took that as a yes, her words weren't necessary. He probably wouldn't have listened to them anyways. One way or the other, he was going to make this pretty, addictive blonde his. Though, that purr of hers intrigued him. It was very... Similar to that of an actual cat's. Pulling his head back so he could look down to the girl again, Jude was pleased to see that she looked as happy and willing as he felt. It was plain as day that they were both on the same page here, that was for sure. Still more than aware of her lack of a shirt, the young man dragged his hands up and down along her bare back, the tips of his fingers tingling with pleasure. He enjoyed the way her smooth skin shivered beneath his hands. It gave him a feeling that made him more than eager to escape the openness of the sidewalk in front of the little cafe. His mind already racing, he allowed his eyes to lock with Kat's stunning blue orbs as she asked him where he had in mind. A hint of an amused look crossed over Jude's face as he thought of all the possible places to take her, though he knew of one place in particular that wasn't quite so much of a joke. A place where he and Kat would be hidden from prying eyes and where anything could happen.

Allowing his hands to slide completely up the girl's back to over her shoulders and down her arms to reach her hands, Jude smiled at her, a more genuine one than the previous smirks he had displayed. God, he was letting his hormones get the best of him like a lovestruck teenager. And he knew the consequences, too. Yet, still, here he was, dragging Kat right along for the ride with him. Now that he had met her, though, he knew, somewhere deep down, that he wouldn't let her go. He couldn't. It was terrifying, really and truly. If he lost control when around her... Lost control in more than just the lovey-dovey sense, he knew that he would end up regretting it beyond compare. It just wasn't possible to stop now, though. They were in too deep, and it had all happened so fast, so easily. Grabbing a hold of one of Kat's hands, Jude looked down to her, his eyes glinting. "I know a place just a couple minutes away from here. Do you mind walking, or would you prefer to be carried, doll?" he asked, an amused smirk tugging at his lips.

[Katrina]

Kat wondered if Jude could feel her goosebumps as his fingers lightly grazed her back. The cool goosebumps seemed to battle the warm burning, and it only made the effect more pleasurable. Surely such pleasure had to be illegal? It didn't seem right to allow so many beautiful sensations, it had to be some sort of drug. Whatever it was, Katrina was already addicted. An addiction formed that would never truly be conquered. An addiction she would give into plenty of times in the near future. But Kat enjoyed it. Still running her fingers along Jude's pant line, the girl gave him a smirk of her own. She wondered if Jude had been in this position before. He had to have, this was far too perfect for a novice. Kat tools note of how promising his half little crooked smile effected her. It was chilling to look at, yet so warm. Kat loved it. But it was his real smile that truly caught her attention. It seemed so bright and welcoming, and especially genuine. A charming smile like that definitely fit such a charming man, it almost seemed unfair.

Whatever Jude dished out, Kat was intent on showing just how well she could take it, and dish it back herself. That's how she was. Competitive, to say the least. Determined, as well. Kat felt a smile tugging at her own lips as he grabbed her hand. Lifting her other hand, she started at his fingers then crept up his arm until she reached his shoulder, all the while gazing into his eyes. Jude looked as hungry as Kat did. Blinking slowly, the girl let out a short laugh. "Whichever is faster." Katrina responded with another smirk. What an eventful day this was. And then Kat wondered more. Angelic Shapeshifters were animals yes, so the whole marriage rule didn't necessarily apply, but they chose a single mate for life. Kat was suddenly flooded with so many possible outcomes that just got pushed to the side. She wasn't thinking about that right now. She was thinking about where Jude was taking her this fine day.

[Jude Bennett]

Pressing himself closer to Kat's skin, taking in as much of its soft warmth as he possibly could while in their position and location, Jude let out a low hum of approval as the girl trailed her free hand up his arm. In the back of his mind, he briefly wondered whether she had ever been with another man or not. But by the looks of her pure skin and her somewhat-holy air, he couldn't help the slight doubt that formed in the back of his mind. But then again, when he focused on her actions and responses, he wondered how it would ever have been possible for this girl to have ever been left alone for a single second. Oh yeah. That was something that neither of them had taken the time to question the other about. About whether the person they were so blatantly flirting with was single or not. It could be summed up pretty easily by the way things were going that they were both single, though. Or that's at least what one would think. It seemed as if this was really just a game of assumptions, but it was one that Jude would gladly take part in, if that wasn't obvious enough.

Smiling more honestly again, the young Brit swiftly grabbed a hold of Kat's free hand. Now with both of her delicate hands claimed in his own, Jude lifted an eyebrow, already knowing his answer. "Then please, allow me," he said, a devilish smirk taking over his friendlier smile. With his dark eyes, he gave the girl one more glance-over before suddenly letting go of her hands and placing his hands and arms beneath her. A moment later and he held her bridal style. Forget the jacket and coffee, he had greater priorities to attend to at the moment. Looking down to Kat for the briefest of moments, he felt something take over his senses, his thoughts. Something very closely related to deep admiration, to... God, he hated to even think that it was leading up to this. To love. It was silly, considering how long they had known each other, but for the amount of time it had taken him to develop these very feelings for Sarah, he could have done it five times over with the amount of time for Kat. It was madness. Quickly moving his gaze away so that Kat wouldn't see the emotion in his eyes, he set off for The Vixen's Keep, which took only a couple minutes to reach by foot.

[Katrina]

Katrina trembled slightly when Jude pressed against her. That sensation, the warmth, the tingle, it was all so magnificent, the girl could barely handle it, and she was losing her own grip on self-control. Well the little self-control she actually had. Wobbling slightly as he picked her up, she let out a small laugh. This felt so natural to the shifter, just being in his arms and so close to him. She took a deep breath and took in his scent, his warmth, his intentions, his everything. Holding the man around his neck, she blinked up at him. As soon as she did, he looked away. But she'd seen his eyes. His eyes were kinda one of her favorite parts about this man. Okay that was a lie, everything was pretty much tied for her favorite part. Well, she hadn't witnessed everything yet- close enough. He looked so perfect, and his intentions were good, even though he was a hellbeast. She'd never met a hellhound with intentions as pure as Jude's, but there was something in his intention that set her off slightly. Like there was some sort of conflict the girl couldn't quite figure out, which furrowed her brows. For a short moment though, and then Katrina was back to her small little slightly up-turned smile. Kat had seen Jude's eyes before he looked away, but she couldn't tell what it was she saw in his expression. But whatever it was, it gave the girl butterflies. For some unknown reason, Katrina blushed and looked down at the pavement for a moment. This only lasted a second before her eyes were on Jude again, a look of readiness in her blue orbs.

"You seem really strong," she said lowly with a small laugh. She wondered what a hellhounds strength was compared to a being of her kind, especially when her powers were limited from the Fall. Katrina also pondered just how easily he could kill her. All it would take is one strong blow in the right spot ad she was as good as gone. She wouldn't come back. Only holy beings came back, and demonic ones too. But never the in-betweens. But to Katrina, it didn't matter. She didn't think about that right now. She thought about what she wanted, and how Jude wanted the same thing, and how she intended to get it that she so desired one way or another. For some reason, Katrina trusted Jude. She trusted him not to hurt her or use her or whatever. Strange given the fact they'd known each other for what? Forty-five minutes at the most? Maybe love at first sight did exist. Katrina just didn't know what it was she felt. Well she did, but she didn't. Katrina drew circles on the mans chest with one hand while the other hung on, unconsciously resting her head on him. The girl could hear his heart beating, and it only quickened her own.

And just like that they were there, a place that looked like a two story bar from the outside. She'd never been here before. It looked promising. Releasing a small sound of happiness, Katrina was still trembling. God, why was this so exciting? It was overwhelming, but in the best way possible.