It hasn't always been easy for her to reach the Horizon. The focus needed, the clearing away of mental clutter to slide into something cool and deep as a meditative state-- she's ill-suited to it. It's hard to get why people linger here when the world they've been thrown into is so full of real places to explore, but right now, in this moment? She's beginning to see the appeal. Lenore's dress melts away into something altogether more revealing, and before she has a chance to miss the feel of lips on her lips or the playful flick of tongue, she has an armful of god-damned gorgeous.

A touch breathless, spine still tingling from the delicious feel of Lenore's hand pulling hard at her hair, she nonetheless moves instinctively to support the vampire's negligible weight. With Lenore held securely in her arms, their bodies now cleaved together, she bends at the waist in a slow, steady sweep that tips Lenore backwards. Again, her lips find Lenore's lips, tongue licking slow into the heat of her mouth as she aims - this time - for languorous indulgence.

She pulls back just enough to slant a crooked grin a few moments later, eyes hot and hungry on Lenore's face. "You know, this is the kinda greeting a girl could get used to."