This Isn't a Long Distance Call--Monica

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

He was quite the comedian and she smiled softly at him when he said what he did but she would answer him all the same leaning in putting her chin on her hands and batting her lashes. " of course dance is love and guns and food and, sometimes I will get talked into karaoke nights with my brothers and their wives but Im always the third or fifth wheel so its not often I go"

Licking at her top lip and then crossing her legs softly trying to think of other things, to tell him she loved but there were so many things she liked not many she loved. " my drives are to be the very best like no one ever was..to catch them is my real test to arraign them is my cause..paranorms gotta catch um all..its you an me I know its my destiny" 

By the end of that she had been in stitches laughing and wiping her eyes and if he didn't know she had just sang him the pokemon song with a few edits she didn't know what shed do but it was funny to say the least. Biting at her lip as the drinks and appetizers arrived. The oysters smelled incredible and had been grilled in the shell with simple salt and a bit of wine and butter. The drink sipped and then the salad tasted. Chewing thoughtfully as Monica watched him" that last thing mmm because I dont have an extra pair of pants and to get to me enough you'd ruin these so we should probably wait till i can take them off without help" 

Winking at him but then sliding an oyster to her lips and swallowing the briny smokey treat down her throat, it reminded her of something else a bit  and she chewed thoughtfully.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

Samuel smiled as it came naturally in her presence he didn’t worry overly much. "That still doesn’t say why I shouldn’t but it’s a good start as to why I should. But I will behave, temporarily…"

Taking a sampling of the Billy’s he savored the chef’s work. Washing it down with a sip of his Manahattan. He whole heartedly believed in Samuel Clements assaying that words were the luggage to life. He wanted her to unpack making herself at home In his space. Not to mention he wanted to ravish her until they were both sweating heaving masses of quivering flesh. He knew he couldn’t as the damage could be more than either of them could take but he wouldn’t mind testing the upper limits of their durability. " That wasn’t a parody of the Pokemon X theme song was it?"

Samuel wasn’t sure but he knew the cadence of the words as Marcus the evening head of security for his office was a fan of Poké anything and had on occasion been caught watching the episodes and listening to the theme songs. He had also been caught writing Yaoi fan fiction. It was a wonder he still had job but even with his predilections he was surprisingly attentive to his surroundings." As for help I will gladly assist you with the removal of any and all of your garments form here on out. You can consider me your personal disrober. It will be my honor."

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

Monica laughed softly, he was still determined to make her desert and she was loosing her resolve to stop him. Licking butter from her lips and almost done with her salad, nodding to him in the affirmative that it was indeed the pokemon song. winking and her foot very delicately came out and controlled slow movements sent it up his leg. Sliding up then back down while she watched him. " personal disrober hmm never had one of those before sounds dangerous"

Chuckling and sipping the drink, shed never assumed that night on the train to be here. Having just spent wonderful moments in the shower and now plotting more. Looking him over he was suave and put together, felt somewhat out of her league but she wouldn't say that he liked her confidence and she tried to be. Not wanting to sour their night but it might cool them enough to eat dinner if she asked him about the phone call earlier' I know you haven't had much time to think on it with us other wise occupied but my wheels are still spinning on the vamp blood issue.. I have a consortium coming up for officers of RIPT all over the country this year its in the big easy so its sort of a vacation but not at the same time I want to go prepared yanno"

She shrugged gently but at the same time she was only partially concerned with work and realized that now that she and he had connected time away from him and the wonderful things he did to her would be horribly hard.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

Most men let alone women would have not been able to manage the conflicting surges of emotions and maintained a clear road through. Samuel himself while overcome had not shut down his mind. He had been worrying over the central bone of their initial conversation. The idea of a drug any drug laced with preternatural blood or essences was no small thing. It either required willing participants or worse. It was always worse even with the willing involved. Even with the willing there was always blood death and worse. The fallout was usually handled by the local Master. Providing it came to their notice usually the clans would take care of their own. Samuel knew how he’d had to string up the Abeo in Glasgow. It was no small feat and Samuel had to move without the support of his Exauda.


"There is always an element of danger to most of the best things."


Sampling his meal as it came he waited for the waiter to again leave them alone. He knew that what he was going to say technically crossed several boundaries but he wouldn’t mention specifics nor his role in things. It would leave Monica with an element of insulation. It might even send her down the right rabbit hole.


“I don’t know if a consortium would be of much help. New York doesn’t have the same infrastructure in the community. It’s fractured and broken. The Church all but runs the city the Master is a figurehead. The clans don’t really talk to one another. Something like this when approached from the law would normally go through the Master of the City. At least that’s how most cities will go about dealing with it."


Samuel didn’t touch the fact that he would also miss her terribly. For him it went without saying. He wouldn’t mention it as a way to also protect Monica from him by turn.

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

The consortium had been planned for months so it was not as they had done it to combat what ever this was it happened every 6 months that all the RIPIT crews got together including the most famous of them all lead by Dolph who sometimes even managed to talk the infamous Anita Blake along to give speeches and or advice. In her almost four now years on the squad shed met her a couple times at different things and she was impressive but put her panties on one leg at a time just like monica did so it hadn't needed to be some weird macho bs thing like the men made it.

"It was already planned but now we have more stuff to talk about"

She shrugged and looked at him over her steak and sighed" can I put you in my suitcase maybe? Hide you in my room but wed probably keep the whole floor awake "

She smirked because the few times miss thang had shown she'd taken half a floor between her and her men that came and every one knew what needed to happen behind them doors.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

He could tell her mind much like his never really shut down. He’d been accused of even planning in his sleep once or twice. So he was happy to see he wasn’t the only one that had that problem. It was refreshing to being on the receiving end of an ever conscious mind. And sure enough as he thought the compliment his libido raised to concur.

"I’m really worried about you spear heading this campaign without at least the cursory support of a Master of the City. Vampires have a habit of killing the messenger along with any trace especially now to protect their public image. Between their political clout from their lobbyist to their downright paid hitters they have long reaches and serious sociopathic tendencies."

Shaking his head as he realized that tact would never work. He’d all but gave his blessing to her charging in and riding ramrod over the whole operation as he knew that’s what it would be. Especially if it was drug money involved. Even the government would want a piece of that pie. DEA needed a win in the public’s eyes and he knew the branches of law enforcement were as territorial as wolves. She’d have to fight to keep any hold of things even with it clearly being a preternatural issue. "Suitcase, no but we can arrange an entire floor in the area somewhere we wouldn’t be bothered or seen if you like."

He wouldn’t state the obvious that as he was in Import and Export that New Orleans was a place he had decent connections and even more secrets. Namely he would have to arrange passage and set up some arrangements with the local Pride if one had moved back in after Katrina. Either that or he really would have to be all but invisible. Which was his style by and large but he hated being told what to do by anyone.

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

Speaking between bites " I dont want point on this actually I thought the new guy could take point especially since hes most recently dealt with human drugs. So it would be on him but I agree maybe talking to a leader amongst vampires would help it some. I think we'd be better off going to the master of the city in question first tho so its perfect since I will be in his city. I hear hes quite handsome"

Monica had added that last bit teasing him and smirked, then the subject of him  going with reached her ears. That had her grinning and she leaned in and blew him a kiss" mm Id be the lucky girl there and adore your company but then Id never want to leave our rooms."

She could see them tangled in each other for hours and not getting anything more then her self done. Wicked hedonism  at its best and she loved the idea of it but her boss would not. She still wanted him there, steak finished and almost sated food wise. Her leg rubbed his under the table and she sucked some sauce off her finger eyes on his. Wondering if the table would hold her if he really decided to to go for the gusto while they were so tightly intertwined with each other. 

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

Samuel chewed over her words, all of them. He caught the tease in regards to the Master of New Orleans. He was sure he’d heard that he was the same as the Master of St. Louis except not as power hungry. Supposedly he was able to even safely wake vampires during the day and his human servant was able to channel his power hundreds of miles from him. If the master of New Orleans was the same he knew it was a risk of a high enough caliber that he was sure he would want to be there. Vampires even on their best days were untrustworthy. “The new guy? He’s a transfer in from the drug division? Hmm." He said aloud even as his mind worked over a few angles he wouldn’t give voice to.

There wasn’t anything Samuel knew of this new guy which meant he was either really and truly clean or the coincidence was undeniable as to the timing. A cop could make sure certain that news of certain details never made the light of day. A cop could bury information. Samuel wouldn’t place doubt or steer anything towards a need for lack of trust he knew how loyalty to one’s partner was a foundation of police work. The thought however would bear some investigation. " So besides the Master of New Orleans being a source to potentially use, your new team member what’s his name? has he done anything meritorious? It be nice to know that your back is being watched by someone as brave as you."

Running his hand over her forearm he allowed his concern and care to show without drifting over board by going full bore alpha male.

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

" Matthew Gregory, he seems kind of chill and very button up cop type. His cousin was the enginer during our little train ride so he thanked me for that but no I dont think if things had been in his realm of handling would he have done what I did not to say Im braver or smarter I'm just me and he isn't"

He wasn't officially her partner but she knew the minorities often got paired together so it was just a matter of time before it was gregory and davis as assignment. As far a having her six she knew most of the time she needed to have her own because the rest of the squad while meaning well treated it like what everyone else treated it like.. a dumping ground. They figured they had already landed there so why behave or do better? That often times irked her when things went missing or unfiled or misplaced and they didn't seem to really care.

She picked up the concern and smiled and leaned in to give him a kiss" ok you can be my big tough bodyguard and maybe mmm we could stay after its over for a few days Ill get some vacation time and you can show me around and stuff"

The stuff was punctuated with a wicked smile and wink.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

“You wouldn’t. Everyone else would. “ Samuel said honestly. Her sense of duty while spectacular she saw as only the cost of doing business. He was impressed by her modesty as well as the drives of her willingness to sacrifice. While she didn’t realize how rare those traits were he did. It was intriguing that as exemplary as she was they moved in similar though completely differing environs.

Without meaning to he committed the name she mentioned to memory. Yes he would look into this Detective Gregory. He knew that roughly sixty percent of the officers of the NYPD were on the take or indebted to those they were to keep a watch over. He in fact profited from such greed, systems of favors, and misplaced loyalties. He however wouldn’t want Monica hung-up because of such networks. So while he knew it was a bit of an overreach on his part he would do what he could. Though the idea of truly vetting him did encroach temporarily, he’d come up with another idea. One he knew would toe the line without crossing it.

Leaning in he kissed her a rumble of pleasure coming from somewhere deep in his chest. " Big maybe but there are tougher things out there. And not one of them will be a problem to you." His right slid his cleaned plate away and his left rested on her thigh with the same matched slide. It was an entreaty and a promise all in one.

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

The rumble was indeed pleasurable and she smiled wiggling some, dinner had been eaten and digestion was happening but sh wasnt thinking about how good the food was. She was thinking bout how much the centerpiece costed should it get broken. Shrugging she smirked and looking behind her door closed she grinned and before he could say anything more ducked under the table crawling for him and peeked up under the table cloth face between his knees. 

" I believe you did something earlier and its only fair to have my desert now I cleaned my plate"

Wicked gaze and hands resting on his upper thighs she could only imagine what would happen when the waiter came to collect the plates in a little and offer them desert and coffee. The thought of the shock on his face made her almost glow with pleasure and you would think a cop would know better but he had her wanting to take chances.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

As she crawled under the table Samuel spared a moment watching her as she did so. As she eased between his knees he slid his chair back a fraction of an inch so that he could gain the full view of her. Her eyes dancing with a mischievous light offering so much. Yet they were in public and as much as he wanted her as much as he truly wanted and needed her he was bound to protect her even if it meant from himself. Smiling as he turned from heaven he rested his hands on hers. Bending as no uninfected could as smooth as a lion closing on prey he kissed her wrapping his arms around her. Checking his strength but remaining implacable he lifted her onto him. Leaning with her weight upon him he kissed moving from her lips to her neck rumbling as he spoke.

"You do deserve your desert… But the preparation will require more time than we have."

As if on cue the waiter politely knocked at the door before entering. His silence was assured and their compromising situation was by far the most tamed he’d ever seen. Though Samuel did catch him appraising Monica’s elevated posterior. A small growl rumbled deep in his throat and chest. It could easily been confused with a purr of pleasure but the waiter used it as his cue to return in few moments. As he beat a hasty retreat Samuel’s face which had not dipped towards a frown yet had changed returned to its pleased as punch demeanor.

“We should ease into the car so that I can show you how you make me see.”

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

For the most infinitesimal of moments monica doubted her self and thought shed made a faux paux but when instead of scolding or sending her away he smoothly kissed her and pulled her into his lap she smiled and accepted them eagerly. Feeling the air and rumbling made her squirm some which wiggled her rear and it was probably why the waiter got caught looking. She on the other hand didn't hear it as a growl and thought he liked how she was against him and was showing his pleasure of the situation.

Hearing his recommendation she grinned and nodded and then used that dancer muscle control to shift her self off his lap to her feet and take his hand waiting to be lead back out and to the car. The deserts on the menu had looked mouth watering but he was a much better option so staying for any longer was not something she wished to do.

Spotting Abel on their way out of the room and watching him snap to attention and then head to go get the car. She would definitely have to some time in the future see if maybe they could sort something out. She knew he was just protective of samuel and she was the last person to want to hurt him tho with her job as it was would probably be the first to be able to. he knew with out a doubt should the time ever come when he felt her a serious problem to his boss that she would come up missing or worse and he'd just ask for forgiveness not permission to have handled it. That he'd help samuel get over her and they would move on together.

That was a slightly scary thought but she understood it and couldn't blame him in the least but he would definitely find that she wouldn't be that easy to dispatch that even if he won shed go down swinging.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

Samuel wasn’t sure what moved behind Monica’s eyes as she went stiff then relaxed in his arms and stared down Abel. It wasn’t the long hyper focused stare of the movies. No one really did those but a micro-expression as if she were considering him for the first time. Samuel filed it way for later consideration. He knew non-infected could be as territorial as lycanthropes so he wasn’t too worried but it was worth a thought later. Maybe he would risk an earful talking with Abel later but for now he smiled helping Monica into the car that welcomed them like the arms of a lover.

Having had the mention of dessert on his mind he knew now was the time to help them both with a taste of chocolate. As they settled into the car he wasted no time proving his dedication to insuring he was aimed squarely at her pleasure.

Kissing her deeply he rested his head against hers as his hands towards her waist. Holding her he soaked in this moment this pleasurable wash of emotion he had long thought impossible. He put all thoughts of anyone and everything out of his head with some effort but completely.

Kissing her full lips he slid her pants over her hips burying his face in her crotch. He kissed, lightly bit, and tongued her every crease. He moved her to the edge of mood teasing at the goal of her pleasure. Sparing a hand he freed his own turgid member. Sparing a kiss as his lips connected he plunged himself nearly home. Sliding her across the seat he made himself home moving slowly initially. Matching the beat of her heart which thrummed in his mouth as he kissed her neck. He made his way down her neck across her collarbone. He raised her shirt as he massaged her breasts moving his mouth between them as if he were trying to devour her nipple first as he buried his way into her from below.

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

The kisses were sweet and she took them hungrily when he divested her of her pants she head tilted but when he dove on her like a starving man at a picnic she jumped and gasped and pouted because shed wanted her turn. That pout was short lived because pleasure washed it all away. Soon enough hands scrabbled at the seats and she bit her lip trying her best not to cry out knowing shed be heard. Eyes glazed in pleasure and chest heaving as the first of this rounds explosions happened.



Body still shivering when he filled her quickly and fully on another kiss, eyes opening wide then fluttering slowly closed. Hands finding his shoulders and legs around his waist. She'd tried being proper about it not letting his driver know what they were doing but his slow stirring of her most intimate places had her panting his name into the air and her pulse getting faster under his mouth. Toes curling in her shoes and not wanting it to stop.



"please ..please please..mmmm dont stop"



It was almost begging but not one lick of shame was present in her words, It was in this position that she over their noise heard a panicked Abel on the com " Sir were being chased Im trying to loose them but..."



Then the words got cut off as the sound of metal hitting metal and crushing happened along with a bone jarring jerk of both of their bodies leaving her clinging to him in what would other wise be a comical fashion.