The fae woman knew that as the night continued on, her figurative coils on the man she so presses into on the stark white seat grew only a little tighter as she ensured that he would be her companion in those more intimate moments waiting in the near future so very close to being thrust upon them. Finding a subtle and meager pleasure in the warmth of him alongside the crackling flames of the fire before them, Vitani is content to muse him as he took some curious sort of delight out of the stars that glittered and danced in the blue-black veil draped over the city. Perhaps in another life, if she might have not be borne into the world of money and material luxury, she might have been able to find that understanding that drew so many to those burning and brightly shining dream-keepers wished upon countless times by countless souls. They were the very things so many seemed to trust with their innermost secrets and deepest desires, children and adults alike often casting their eyes to the darkened skies as they wished for fame or fortune, love and faith, whatever it was that their every heartbeat would yearn in that still silence. It was... trivial. Why so many would waste their time making wishes on shooting stars, pray in hushed voices to those silent creations of light that scattered themselves across the entirety of the universe, wasted whatever borrowed time - or eternal if one were given that sentence of immortality looked upon in such contravery - thinking that they could be brought closer to loved ones departed was all entirely beyond anything that Vitani would ever care to try and understand. Ah, but to understand such sentiments would require the the far woman to be a different creature entirely. She preferred for the world to see only those masks that she wore with near flawless grace, took mild and fleeting pleasure to watching those reactions of others as they perceived the woman to be something that she truly wasn't. Kind. Innocent. Gentle. Warm... Vitani was anything but such things.

Lacking truly in those areas that would have allowed for her to see those stars the way that Ludovino plainly could, a near softness and sense of thoughtfulness casting over his handsome features, it was almost painfully easy to portray that sense of caring that his very words and actions suggested he carried within him. Maybe, if Vitani had any sort of heart, she might have let him slip through her web she had weaved in The Voodoo Room. Just maybe, had she been born any sort of selfless or considerate, she might have told him that he would be the last one she might intend to utilize to the fullest of his value, that he deserved a bit more than what even her wealth would be able to offer him. It was almost unfortunate that the Italian man hadn't been able to find another seat in the crowded bar tonight. He could have perhaps found a woman that might have been able to appreciate him more for who he truly was instead of what he could be worth to someone like her. That wasn't what fate intended, though. And she was hardly capable of feeling such remorse for having managed to find him and play her metaphoric siren song to the point where he had given her the chance to wrap herself around him in just the right way that would only lead them both to a night they would thoroughly enjoy. It was almost a shame really, that the odds they might find themselves in such a position again were terribly unlikely, Vitani hardly foolish enough to think that she might be able to taint such seemingly genuine and good man. Perhaps if she were capable of "saving", of having her vain and lustful desires warmed and changed into something capable of true feeling and compassion towards the world and those in it, the dark hunter could have been the one to perform such a feat. That was what she could see beyond those teasing smirks and the flickering, growing flames of lust she fed so easily in him. She'd tasted it in the words he had spoken back at the bar when he touched ever so briefly on Napales and his mother, gaining that sense of family devotion from him. She'd seen it in the way those earthen eyes cast themselves to the stars in wordless admiration and perhaps even wonder at whatever they meant to him... until she easily played upon those male tendencies. After all, even the best of men were still men.

He sweeps her up easily into his arms, platinum blonde locks swirling around her with the sudden movement before settle to fall behind her, that impish and sultry smile dancing across pink lips as lilted tones whisper up to him in but one of the many languages she she had become fluent over the many years she'd spent meandering across the world. He whispers to her then and that coy look within pale peridot eyes glitters even more as he moves into the mansion. She guides him with those gestures then and towards the master bedroom so immaculately decorated, everything on its proper place with those windows to the far side, the fire smoldering in it's hearh as if warmed the room and only added further to the ambiance so well suited for what was to come next. She begins to kiss his neck then, a soft moan so falling from the man that only encouraged her further before he places her over those silken sheets. Their lust is practically matching the other's now as he lay over her and his lips embraced her own. There was an instant fire ignited in that moment as those kisses deepen, the far woman's breath quickening in anticipation as he weaves a hand into her hair and curls his fingers into those luscious locks as he presses her slender frame against him, the hunger in her core soaring as her own hands venture of his forearms before things take an even more heated turn as she guides on further down along those womanly curves in wordless demand. He removes her dress then, quickly followed by her undergarments before he exposes himself to her, Vitani's predatory gaze hardly ashamed as she studied him. All of him. He would be hers for tonight, and she would revel in ever moment that came thereafter as they quickly became intertwined with one another in those twilight throws of passion, the sheer satisfaction of such primal needs fully met echoing through that quiet mansion as they ravaged one another into the night, one that neither of them would soon forget.

It wasn't until that weak morning light flickered only just barely through those thick curtains that the memories of last night seemed to only linger in the nakedness of their sleeping bodies beneath those sterling sheets. Her breathing is soft as she lay there gently against the man, near-white hair falling around her face and across the plush of her pillow, a hand resting lightly over the Italian man's chiseled chest. Slowly, she feels herself return from the realm of sleep as a gentle hand brushes against her face. Thick lashes flutter open then as pale green eyes fight the dark earthen hues of Ludovino as he lay there beside her, his accented words bringing a coy smile upon her lips as she nuzzles into him for a moment before looking up at the dark hunter."Good morning. Breakfast sounds divine", she purrs quietly to him then before she takes him in one last time. What a shame there would not be another night like last. She'd been right in picking him from the many that would have surely killed to be in his place. Not only would he suffice for what she sought as security for her lavish mansion, but he'd proven himself to be among the better nights she had spent tangled with men. She allows for her hand to slide from his skin as the man climbs out of her bed and begins to find his clothing scattered in the floor."I'll join you in a moment", She says finally before removing herself from those fine sheets, hardly bothered by the cool morning air that touches her naked body, the far woman moving gracefully towards the master bathroom to freshen up after last night's passion. She very well couldn't not restore that appearance she took such pride in. She leaves him to do as he wishes, whether it be watching her disappear into the other doorway past the fireplace or moving to exist from her chamber. She was sure he would have some questions, but it was what she expected.