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My moms making pizza for supper tonight and it scares me that I get this happy thinking about pizza but just ugh pizza

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Taking Advantage | Paylee Transcript

In which Parker shows up at the Reese house and feeds off Kaylee. 

Kaylee: Kaylee stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around herself and staring at her reflection in the mirror for a few moments. The girl staring back at her actually looked happy. She couldn't remember the last time she felt happy. Sure, there were still things to worry about. Like the fact that Andie was ignoring her and that there was a psychopathic vampire hellbent on killing everyone that she loved, but she was still floating on cloud nine after the previous night. The brunette flashed her reflection a smile before quickly throwing on a tank top and sleep shorts and making her way downstairs. The house was quiet, almost eerily so. Autumn had gone out somewhere and the younger Reese found herself happy to have the place to herself. She stepped towards the stereo, flipping it on and moving her hips to the beat of the music as she debated on what to order for dinner.

Parker: After the dance, Parker couldn't help himself when it came to toying with Kaylee and Autumn. In fact, while he was still switched he figured he may as well have as much fun as he possibly could. With the conversation that he and Autumn had had still fresh in his mind, he couldn't think of a better way to distract himself than to mess with Kaylee a bit. By now, it would have been a surprise if he hadn't known the younger girls routine by heart. He heard the water turn on for her shower upstairs as he opened the front door and made his way into the house, fixing himself a drink before taking a seat on the couch in the dark. If anything, this night was going to prove to be a little bit more than entertaining. As he rolled the liquid around in the glass, he thought of what had happened the night before. If anything, he was going to get payback on all of those people who had tried to stop him last night. There was shuffling upstairs and he brought the glass to his lips once more, sipping at it as he sat there. When the music was flicked on and she started dancing, he couldn't help but let out a low chuckle. "I guess it's a good thing that you don't dance like that in public."

Kaylee: Kaylee let out a squeal of surprise, whipping around. "What the hell, Parker?" She demanded, her hand clasped over her racing hard. She hadn't looked around the room before entering, having just assumed that it was empty. The brunette looked down at her outfit, suddenly self conscious of exactly how much skin they showed. She crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at him. "You're not welcome here. And Autumn's not even home. You can leave now."

Parker: Slowly forcing himself to his feet, he brought the glass to his lips again, taking a larger drink from it before placing it down. "See, I think I was starting to enjoy the show, maybe you can continue and give me a reason to stick around." He chuckled, slowly advancing towards her, shaking his head at how her stance had changed since she had realized he was in the room. "No no, uncross those arms. The view wasn't too bad."

Kaylee: She glared, her cheeks flaring with embarrassment and more importantly, anger. No one made her angry like Parker Nichols. "Giving you a reason to stick around is pretty much the last thing I'd want to do." She snapped, stepping backwards as he moved towards her. "What do you want, Parker? I'm not really in the mood to play one of your sick games." She kept her arms crossed over herself, trying to shield her body from his roaming eyes.

Parker: "What if I said I wanted a little fun?" He quipped back with a light laugh, his hands up in the air as if he were divulging some massive secret. Honestly, at this point it didn't matter what happened between him and anyone. There was no reason that he would ever flick his emotions back on and before he did finally decide to skip town, there were a few things that he was sure needed to be crossed off his never ending bucket list. "Come on now, Kaylee..." He started in a bit of a sing song voice. "You shouldn't be afraid of me, why would I hurt you?"

Kaylee: "Then go find your fun somewhere else, Nichols." Kaylee's voice was cold, her eyes narrowed as she stared at him. She didn't like this version of him. She tightened her arms around herself, tilting her chin defiantly at him. "I've never been afraid of you and that's not going to start now. But I have absolutely no desire to be around you. So I suggest you leave."

Parker: Moving forward, he backed her up against the wall, his eyes level with hers as he smirked. "Really? Because I think that you'd love to spend some time with me..." Of course, he could just assume that she was on vervain, but there was no reason that he couldn't try anyways. For all that it was worth, if he could get anything out of Kaylee, it would be better than walking out empty handed.

Kaylee: Her back collided with the wall, a gasp of surprise escaping her lips. "You've got the wrong Reese sister." She practically growled, tilting her head up so that she could glare at him. She wasn't scared of Parker. A part of her knew that he wouldn't kill her, even with his switch flipped off. But another part couldn't help but remind her that the man pressing her against the wall wasn't the same Parker she knew. "You should leave."

Parker: Chuckling, he brought one hand up to her face, gripping onto it tightly so that she was forced to look at him. A playful smirk tugged at his lips as he brought his body closer to hers and another soft chuckle emanated from somewhere with in him. "Now, i don't think that's such a good idea to tell me that I need to get going. So," pausing, he shifted a bit to make sure that she was paying attention. "Why don't you give us a kiss?"

Kaylee: Kaylee felt her heart begin to race as he pulled her closer, his hand forcing her to look up at him. She clenched her jaw, anger flaring within her. She tired to jerk out of his grasp but he was too strong. "It's /my/ house. Which means I get to say when it's time for someone to leave." She scoffed at his request, her eyes narrowing even more. "You've seriously lost your mind if you think I'm going to kiss you. "

Parker: He tilted his head to the side as if he were contemplating her request for him to leave. "See, but it's also Autumn's house. I think we should wait for her to get home before we make any kind of decision." Leaning in, he moved his hand and lowered his lips to her neck, kissing her gently before pulling back again. "So when was the last time you had a little bit of that pesky herb."

Kaylee: She glared at the mention of her sister, bringing her hands up to his shoulders in an attempt to shove him away. "I highly doubt Autumn would like to walk in on you trying to molest her sister." She jerked away as he pressed kisses to her neck, her skin crawling at his touch. "Don't fucking touch me, Parker." She purposely avoided his question, fear beginning to spring inside her. It had been days since she'd had any vervain. They'd run out and she'd forgotten to get more.

Parker: He let his lips graze the skin of her neck once more and grinned against her. "I don't think you can tell me what to do right now love, you're not the one whose in control right now, I am." Chuckling, he kissed her skin again gently. "And you smell, absolutely delicious. Wouldn't mind if I took a little sip, would you?"

Kaylee: Kaylee shivered, her breath coming in short bursts. The fear was definitely apparent now, but she wasn't going down without a fight. "Parker, stop it. This isn't funny." She growled, trying to break out of his grasp but failing. She turned her head, glaring at him. "Don't you fucking dare. I'll kill you. I swear to God, Parker. I'll kill you."

Parker: He chuckled against her skin before letting his face turn, and then letting it go back to normal, he looked her straight in the eyes with a smirk on his lips. "You'll keep your mouth shut, you'll stop struggling against me and you're not going to tell anyone about our little encounter, are you?" He asked, compelling her at this point, a full smirk on his lips.

Kaylee: A part of her wanted to fight, to hit and claw until he let her go. But once his eyes locked on hers and his words flowed over her, Kaylee felt her body relax. She couldn't remember exactly why she had been so upset before. There was nothing wrong with this. Why would she want to struggle against Parker. She nodded her head, a smile spreading across her lips.

Parker: As she relaxed against him he smirked in return and gently brushed her hair back from her neck, tilting his head to the side he chuckled. "This is going to be fun, isn't it? You don't hate me Kaylee, you never have, have you?"

Kaylee: She sighed as his hand moved over her neck, looking up at him with wide, compelled eyes. "I did. I really did. I don't right now though. Why don't I hate you?" She looked confused for a moment before shrugging her shoulders.

Parker: "Because I've done nothing but support you and your sister through hard times, and try to protect you. You have never hated me, Kaylee." Grinning, he brought his lips back to her neck and let his face change before he bit into her neck, his hands supporting the back of her neck and her lower back as he fed.

Kaylee: "Never?" She questioned, sighing as his lips made contact with her neck again. She gasped in surprise at the pain that flared in her neck, clutching to his shoulders to support herself as he fed. A part of her knew she should be scared, but she remained relaxed against him.

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Parker: After a moment, he pulled back and let his head fall back as he licked his lips clean of her blood, a smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth. "You're brilliant, you know that kaylee? Now," pausing, he leaned forward again and licked the blood from her neck, cleaning off the wound.

Kaylee: Kaylee tilted her head to the side, looking up at him. "Why am I brilliant?" She asked, curiously, before shivering at the feeling of his tongue on her neck. "That tickles."

Parker: 'Mmm', he groaned softly as he pulled back once more and cleaned his lips once again before looking at her. "Hmm, you're just so compliant. Autumn would be proud that you went along with me, so very proud." He chuckled and released her from his grasp, walking over to where he had placed his glass down, picking it up again to take swig, washing down the rest of the blood.

Kaylee: Kaylee's brow furrowed at the mention of her sister. Autumn would be pleased? Something about that sentence didn't seem right. Parker pulled away and Kaylee remained against the wall, a little dizzy from the amount of blood she'd given him. "I-I don't know." She said, confusion settling over her.

Parker: "Shh, love." He pressed his finger to his lips and shook his head. "Try not to think too much about it, come sit with me instead, we can put on a movie and wait for her to come home. Doesn't that just sound nice?" He chuckled, bringing the glass to his lips to drain it. "Wait, wait. Fill her up before you come sit?"

Kaylee: Kaylee rested a hand on her forehead, squeezing her eyes tightly. "My head hurts." She said softly, grabbing the bottle of liquor from the bar and carrying it over with her towards him. She sat down on the couch, pulling her legs underneath her. "She's not going to be happy."

Parker: Shaking his head, he takes the bottle from her and presses a finger to his lips again. "You're just thinking too much. Don't worry, it'll pass. Just accept things for what they are."

Kaylee: She leans back against the cushions, turning her head to look at him. "And what are things right now?"

Parker: "You keeping our little secret," sitting up quickly, he places a hand on her back making her sit forward a bit. "Don't want to bleed onto the couch."

Kaylee: "I can't tell anyone?" She asked, allowing him to push her forward. She tilts her head to the side, looking confused. "But we didn't do anything wrong right?"

Parker: Shifting the way that he was sitting he turned to look at her, lifting her chin to look at him. "You are not going to tell anyone of this. You wont even remember it. This never happened, but you've found a new liking for me. Isn't that right?"

Kaylee: Kaylee frowned slightly, nodding her head at his request. "Okay." She ran her hands over her face, sighing softly. "So we're...friends now?"

Parker: Patting her gently on the shoulder, he finished off his drink once more and placed the empty glass on the table before picking up a blanket from the love seat and tossing it to her. "Clean that up, keep your mouth shut Kaylee. I know you wont say anything." Before he could leave, he turned to face her once again. "Oh, and keep that covered."

Kaylee: Kaylee nods, suddenly feeling exhausted. "Okay. Whatever you say."

Parker: "Go get something to drink before you pass out," he called to her before shutting the door behind him, making his way back to the apartment.

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