Suggestive Advertising
by Kristen Fife

A quick vignette based on a shopping experience my BF
and I had on Wednesday. :) 
Permission granted to archive at the NNpack site,
fkfanfic/2, and the archive site. 
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Natalie walked through the Sears at Eaton Center, Nick
trailing behind her with a bemused look on his face.
When he had offered to pick her up for work that
night, she had said she needed to stop to get a few
things for her niece. A “few” things. She had an
armful of things, as did he. She had neglected to
mention that she was helping Sara babysit fifteen
pre-adolescent girls at a slumber party. Or that she
had offered to provide “party favors”. Nick’s ideas of
“party favors” obviously didn’t even come close to
what a young girl in twentieth-century Toronto would
find appealing. 

Finally, they took all of the baby pink, powder blue,
and lavender items to the cash wrap. As they were
standing there, Natalie glanced over at a display of
fuzzy socks. She walked over and started laughing.
Nick glanced over at her as she picked up a pair and
brought it to their place in line. She held them up to
him and he read the tag:

“I’m warm and soft. Feel me.”  

His eyebrow rose a bit, then Natalie’s comment had
them in his hairline.

“What slutty socks these are!”

“NAT!” 

The clerk behind the counter looked at her, a shocked
look on her teenaged face. 

Her eyes still twinkling, Natalie put them on top of
the pile. 

“Well, they are.” She leaned into him and whispered
into his ear.

“How would you take it if I said to you, ‘I’m warm and
soft Nick…feel me…’?”

Shocked yet feeling his fangs itching in arousal and
his eyes trying to turn a molten gold, he turned his
face away and shut his eyes. With supreme effort he
got his reactions under control.

“Um, I see what you mean. I, uh, guess it’s all in
context.”

She reached her hand up and stroked his cheek, leaving
a hot trail on his skin which threatened to break his
tenuous control. He grabbed her hand before she pulled
it away, and turned his lips to her palm, allowing her
to feel his fangs scrape across them momentarily. He
looked in her eyes, his own blazing with golden sparks
deep within.

“Good thing you don’t have a tag on you inviting all
sorts of advances. I’m not sure either of us would be
able to deal with the consequences.” 

Natalie’s heart sped up, her skin flushed and he could
smell her arousal as he let go her hand.

She swallowed. “Uh, yeah, It’s probably a good thing.”

Just then the clerk piped up. “Will that be all,
M’am?”

Shaking her head, Natalie turned back and pulled her
credit card out. 

Nick just smiled. 


"The price for this gift is the darkness of the night, 
and the blood of humanity to sustain you."
 -THICKER THAN WATER, Kristen Fife in progress
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