youvebeenpierced replied to your postKat’s denying it, but ☆☆

Though fingers were pressed against the witch’s back, gesture returned; it was stubbornly towards each side that Katherine’s head shook. “I’m a five hundred year old vampire, Bonnie. I don’t need /hugs/.”

             Bonnie threw the vampire a mirthful, withering glance behind her back as she only tightened her grip around her thin frame. The scent of Katherine swirled around her head as though she were in one of her trance-like dream’s, unable to find a way out. 

                 And it was nice. 

      “No,” she amended with her own tight-lipped and sure smile, “You just don’t know you do– why aren’t you pulling away, then?”