Felix wore his signature devilish grin as he watched Harry watching Katerina at the bar.

"It's still hard to imagine you picked such an average looking, goodie-two-shoes for a blood bank. Did she cry when you took that precious little gift from her?"

Harry hardly spared him a harsh glance and he tried to loosen up his jaw before he spoke, "So everyone keeps saying. No, because I didn't take it."

Felix cocked an eyebrow at him and Harry sighed already knowing where this conversation was going to go.

"Really?"

Another shot disappeared, "Yes, really."

Katerina left the bar to dance and Harry visibly tensed when Felix stood.

"Considering that you haven't fed from her in a few weeks, nor have you popped that devilishly sweet cherry of hers, I think that it's time I give it a go."

Harry didn't move but it was clear that Felix had ticked him off, "You break the rules of the one month and I will turn you in so fast you won't even know what hit you. She's mine."

A rather loud laugh passed through Felix's lips, "Possessive much?"

"Yes."

Felix dismissed him with a wave of his hand, "So what, I can't feed off of her, but I can still fuck her. Should've taken the chance sooner, Styles."

For the hundredth time in the night, Harry rolled his eyes, "Good luck. She holds onto that like it's what keeps her alive and she can't be compelled."

He turned around so fast that it almost made Harry laugh, almost.

"What do you mean she can't be compelled?"

Now he laughed, "Didn't peg you for a dumbass, Felix. It means that she can't be compelled. Don't know why, but it just doesn't work on her."

"How is that possible?"

Harry only shrugged and pulled another shot toward him, "Dunno but it is."

Felix glared at him, he was determined to piss him off by taking his little blood bank's virginity and, quite frankly, he didn't believe him. Everyone could be compelled, even other vampires if they weren't strong enough to resist it.

"I don't believe you."

He leaned back in the booth and flashed Felix a cocky smile, "Alright then, go see for yourself."

Katerina danced on him without a care and Harry watched as he turned her around. His hearing was so well that he picked out their individual voices among the masses of people and loud music and he heard him say very explicitly, "You're going to let me take you home and take your virginity and you aren't going to regret it."

Immediately, her hand shot out and slapped him straight across the face. Harry laughed so loud that a few people gave him questioning looks. He looked fucking mental, but it was worth it to see Felix so humiliated and embarrassed.

Katerina was so offended that she actually went back to get her things before storming out of the club. Felix remained in the middle of the dance floor looking like he had just seen a ghost and Harry threw some cash on the table before following her out.

He caught up to her about a block away, "Katerina!"

She turned around quickly and rolled her eyes, her palm raising to her forehead in frustration.

"Nope. I am not doing this today." Low and behold, here was the infamous Harry of her dreams and he was actually not pretending to not know her out in public.

Katerina swore up and down that she was probably hallucinating from all of the drinking. It was bad enough that some stranger had explicitly told her to let him take her virginity and now she had to deal with her sanity.

What a great way to end the night.

Harry noticed her thought process and shook his head, "No, you aren't dreaming and yes, I'm real."

Her dark eyes looked at him curiously through the drunken blur she had accumulated, "Okay..."

"Are you okay? I saw what happened back there and I just wanted to make sure that you were okay."

"You wanted to make sure that I was okay? You don't even know me."

A smile graced his lips and Katerina marveled at how pretty it was in the dim lighting, "I know."

She still wasn't sure what was really going on but she told him the truth anyway, "Besides the fact that a stranger knew that I was a virgin and explicitly told me to let him take that from me, yeah, I guess you could say that I'm okay. Just a little pissed off is all."

Harry frowned, "I'm sorry. Is there any way that I could convince you to sober up down at this great diner a few blocks away? It will certainly cheer you up a bit."

Katerina looked at him like he was delusional, "Are you serious?"

He laughed and she forced herself not to smile because he really did have a strange, but very lovely, laugh.

"Yes, I am quite serious."

Despite not really wanting to, Katerina found herself laughing too, "You really know how to confuse the living hell out of people."

Harry grinned and she smiled, "Is that a yes that I heard?"

Katerina rolled her eyes, it wouldn't hurt anything to go with him, "I don't see why not. Promise you're not a serial killer?"

Again, he laughed loudly as he linked their arms and began to lead them away from the club. He hadn't felt like a real person in so long, but, when he was around Katerina, he felt like he had been human all along.

"If I tell you, then you won't come to the diner with me."

She had thought it was a joke and laughed loudly, bumping into him every now and then as she walked. He hadn't been kidding though, he was, in a way, a serial killer. The only real difference was that it had been at least a century since he had killed anyone.

"You're funny."

Harry smiled to himself, "You're the first person to think so."

Katerina looked mildly surprised with his statement, "Really?'

He nodded, "Yep. Charlotte didn't even think I was funny. Well, she thought I was funny in the sense that I tried so hard to be funny that it was cute and stupid all at once if that makes any sense."

There it was again, he mentioned Charlotte. Now that she knew the story, and that she was drunk, Katerina had no filter and found herself asking, "How old are you?"

She was looking at him curiously and he tilted his head to the side slightly and offered her a playful smile as he answered, "Old enough. How old are you?"

He already knew the answer but it was far more interesting to pretend like he didn't.

"Twenty-five."

Katerina admired the way his lips pulled up in a nice sort of disbelief, "Really?"

She nodded, a drunken giggle falling from her lips, "Really!"

"I find that hard to believe."

A car passed by and she was blinded momentarily by it's bright headlights against the stark darkness that blanketed the sky, "Why's that?"

It was then when she noticed his proximity, but she made no move to add any kind of distance between them as she waited patiently for his answer.

Harry shrugged, "Well, you're pretty and still single and you still haven't really been touched. Kissed, yes, but that's hardly anything either."

Katerina was too far gone to realize that he knew these things out of her dream and she let it slip past her like it was nothing.

She shrugged, she hadn't ever thought any of those things were important until he had started showing up in her life, well, in her dreams anyway. Now that he was there quite frequently, she started to think more about those things and even step out of her 'conservative' shell to branch out and try some things, drinking being a more prominent one seeing as the girls now convinced her to go out most weekends.

It was then that she made up her mind, even if she was a little drunk, a little being an understatement, "Will you...will you show me?"

He hadn't been expecting the question and looked at her with a soft smile and a hint of curiosity for what it was that she had meant by 'show me.'

"Show you what exactly?"

They were only a few steps away from the brightly lit diner that he had mentioned earlier in a genuine attempt to sober her up and maybe get to know her a little better.

Katerina had stopped walking and made him stop with her. Her silence only had him waiting in a strangely patient state of anticipation.

If it wasn't for his superhuman hearing, he probably wouldn't have heard her reply.

"How it feels to be touched..."

She couldn't remember how it happened next, but they were in her bedroom and he was kissing her like he did the last time she'd seen him in her dreams.

His lips were oddly addictive. Katerina didn't really have much experience with kissing, but she was positive that he knew what he was doing.

Harry was careful not to bite her too many times around her neck because she would notice that there were tiny holes there and, even if he healed most of them, he had to leave a few hickeys so she wouldn't know he'd actually been feeding off of her.

Katerina was very responsive to his kisses and gentle touches this time around and he often had to fight back a smirk because if she had seen it she would have though that he was just genuinely taking advantage of her, when his intentions were anything but.

Despite how he had just planned on feeding with her for a good while, he actually started to have some sort of feelings for her. But, he was still just like anybody else and he wanted sex just as much as the next guy.

His recent dry spell wasn't something that he was used to but he also didn't want to force her to give herself up. She was a nice girl and he just didn't want to take advantage of her like all of the other women.

He'd gotten her down to her undergarments before he made himself ask, "Are you sure that you want this?"

Katerina nodded, she was far more sober than she had thought because he had been drinking her blood and, essentially, cleansing her system of the alcohol.

"Yes."

Harry tactfully kissed the swells of her breasts before following the space between them down her body. His fingers lightly gripped at the thin material of her surprising choice of lace panties before he asked again, "You're absolutely positive?"

Her body wasn't tense like he expected it to be considering that this was the first time anyone had touched her in such a manner. She was full of surprises and he couldn't exactly say that he minded so much.

She was biting her lip as she nodded and that was all the permission he needed to continue. However, he was not going to take her virginity like he wanted to. Instead, he was going to take things slowly for her and only give her a little taste of what sexual pleasure felt like.

He used his tongue to tease her a bit and the sounds that she made were heavenly in his ears as her fingers tangled in his hair and pulled him closer. She wanted more and he gladly obliged. It didn't take long for her to come undone and it was clear that she had never felt better in her entire life.

Harry grinned as he wiped his mouth, "That's enough for tonight. If you still want more, you know how to let me know."

Katerina was still catching her breath and staring at him in amazement as he left, this time using the door to her bedroom rather than the window.

She called to him just as he'd started going down the stairs, "Harry?"

A smile crept to his lips as he stopped and called back up to her, "Yes?"

"Thank you."