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Post by Bucks23 on Aug 6, 2012 18:58:13 GMT -5
The two girls wore wicked, almost triumphant smiles, like they were convinced they had managed to taint who he was in a single evening. They reached over Darius to open eachother's bras. Full, dark n1ppled breasts bounced out into the open.
"The man says no." One of them said, putting on a pretend pout.
"But his body says yes." The other said, that had a grip on his crotch. "See for yourself my love."
The other girl's small clutching hand joined her sister's in Darius' lap and together they squeezed and felt at the hardening bulge through his denim.
"Hmm you're right." The girl said with a short laugh. "What's the matter Darius? Don't you want to play with us?" Restraining and suprisingly strong hands grabbed at his shoulders in an effort to keeping him seated on the couch with them. They relaxed suddenly, as if to confirm that he was not being forced against his will.
"Perhaps our guest would like a drink?" The other girl said. She moved away from them and drew out a bottle in a bucket of ice. She pulled the bottle out and slipped it into Darius' free hand. There was no mistaking the contents as the smell of fresh blood from the open top was all too apparent.
"Take a sip, honey." The girl said, grinding her hips slightly as she gripped his other wrist and kept his fingers in her flower.
"Yes, taste it." The other purred. Delicate fingers unclipped his belt buckle and tugged down the zipper of his jeans as they left him contemplating the situation. The same fingers were soon reaching inside his jeans to grip the bulge in his boxers and start to stroke it up and down slowly.
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Down in the club proper, Sylver was finding it all almost unbearable. She had her fingers working hard at pleasuring herself under the table. Her eyes were closed and she bit her bottom lip as she could sense Darius had been offered the blood. "Drink Darius... drink..." She whimpered, taking all of her will not to storm upstairs and jump his bones. She reached out for an empty bottle left by some other patron and soon used the neck of that to pleasure herself...
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Post by Night on Aug 8, 2012 1:29:22 GMT -5
Darius Was handed a Bottle which had the blood in it and he felt even more aroused not just by the girls hand being in his pants and stroking him but by the feeling of Sylver down stairs also pleasing herself. He growled and moved his hips but he fought hard and he growled at the two girls as his eyes got even bright red than before.
" I don't want any......" He pushed the bottle back to the one who offered it and he moved his fingers harder and faster than before. If it had been just the girls then he might have been able to fight them off and not do anything but Sylver, there connection was a killer, he could feel her, and he closed his eyes tight and moaned her name as he called for her almost begging.
" Please......don't do this....please...." He turned his head to the side as he tried again to pull away and stop pleasing the one twin and get the others hand out of his boxers. He wasn't having much luck and he thought to Sylver asking and wanting her to stop this...his humanity was all he had left...if he lost that then he would truly be dead and he wanted to live. He wanted to keep that small shred of hope and humanity.
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Post by Bucks23 on Aug 13, 2012 4:52:29 GMT -5
The two girls just giggled at his pleas for mercy and continued their assault...
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Downstairs in the club, Sylver was still lost in the moment but was somehow able to sense a presence looming over her.
"You've got alotta nerve showin' your face in here."
Sylver's eyes snapped open at the voice of one of her ex-aquaintances. Eyes narrowed into angry slits, the giant of a man grabbed her up by her hair and punched her across the face. Her connection with Darius was painfully severed.
Sylver's jaw throbbed as she was thrown against a wall. "C'mon now Garil, don't do anything stupid." Sylver warned.
"That would be your speciality." Garil said with a laugh. His lackeys joined in with their leader. Garil grabbed the woman's throat and broke a chair leg off. He pressed the makeshift stake to her breast. "One chance here, b1tch. Where's the stuff?"
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Post by Night on Aug 14, 2012 14:00:26 GMT -5
Darius placed his hands on the girl who was stroking him and he pulled her close and moaned as he bit into her neck out of pure lust and need for the feeling to continue and he would have gone on but then, it was broken and he growled as his face felt the cold touch of hate.
Darius pushed the girls away and worked on getting his belt back on and he spoke low as he looked to the twins." Sylver is in trouble..." He had just managed to look to the door and finish with his clothes before he started to head towards it so he could help, He had no idea that he was up here because Sylver knew he might be in danger and he had no idea that the girls might try and stop him from going down stairs.
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Post by Bucks23 on Aug 25, 2012 19:46:56 GMT -5
"Sylver is always in trouble." One of the girls said as the pair of them followed him to the door.
"Why don't you just sit back down and-?" The other girl tried, then gave up. The man seemed determined to go to Sylver's side. They followed Darius as he headed back downstairs. Re-dressing themselves as they went.
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Garil had lowered the makeshift stake when Darius and the two girls arrived at the scene. He turned his head towards Darius, breathing in the other man's scent and a slow, cruel smile spread across his thug-ish features.
"Sylver, this one of yours? Weird, I didn't think you went for siring."
"I don't." Sylver said, wincing slightly with pain at the way Garil was holding her. "I got interrupted when I was trying to kill him." She quickly added on, "He means absolutely nothing to me, I was just showing him around."
"Maybe he needs a better teacher." Garil snorted, looking Darius up and down. "I think we'd better all have a drink together. One big happy f*ckin' family."
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Post by Night on Aug 26, 2012 1:11:44 GMT -5
Darius looked to the man and he looked to Sylver as he smiled and laughed really loud making everyone looking at him and then he stopped as he looked to the man who was hurting the one who turned him. " I would love to have a drink." He rushed forward slamming into the man and then he pulled out his run and pushed it against his temple as he smiled evilly." Of you F*&king blood." He pulled back the hammer of the gun and he started to pull the trigger." Give me a reason....please..." He glared into the mans eyes and his blood was on fire, the girls had worked him up and he was hungry as hell now but he did not want anyone's blood and no humans blood just Sylver's in a good way and this mans blood in the bad way. " So.....why were you hurting her, I assume she deserved it....but i would like to know what it is...maybe i can help torture her...." He pulled the trigger a little more wanting to put a hole in this mans head but he wanted to know what was going on and he wanted to not shed blood and become a violent monster like all the other vampires he's met.
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Post by Bucks23 on Mar 12, 2013 18:42:19 GMT -5
A slow grin spread across Garil's features. “Careful boy,” he warned Darius, though he made no move to escape. “I am older than you and I’ve killed other younglings for much less…”
“Darius… don’t…” Sylver breathed, looking strangely fragile and defenceless as she wiped blood from her lip with the back of her hand. She slowly reached out to put her hand on her sireling’s arm. “Just drop it okay?”
Garil glared at Sylver for a moment then turned his dark red gaze back to Darius. “Let’s just say when you live forever you can’t help but run into the same crowd once in a while. She took something from me and I want it back. I can see you’ve got balls kid, not often someone pulls a fast one on me… I can promise you that won’t happen again.” He slowly raised his hand towards his face and bit into his wrist. The wound oozed a very deep, crimson liquid. Very powerful blood. He held his arm out, the blood running towards his elbow and staining the sleeve of his T-shirt. “…but, you did get me so I’m offering you something for that… a taste of something to come, providing you live long enough.”
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Post by Night on Jun 21, 2013 17:11:40 GMT -5
(( Sorry for the wait Bucks! lol I had no idea you had posted! Please forgive me!))
He pushed the gun a little harder into the mans head as his hand went towards his mouth and then he saw him bite into it. He saw the blood drip and he didn't know why but it looked good....really good...He couldn't help but lick his lips but he did his best to resist and his eyes went red due to seeing the blood but he kept looking at the man." I get the jump on you and threaten to pull the trigger and send a silver blessed bullet right through your brain for hurting my...Sire...and you offer my blood...Whats the catch..." He looked to the blood again and didn't know why but it was calling to him and his eyes were showing a very strong need in them, something he could not hide for the life of him and yet still a need to protect a woman who yes sired him but he felt emotionally attacked to like he could feel her every want and desire and when she was in the heat of it all he could feel lit like it was happening to him.
He wasn't sure what to do, he was literally stuck now and the easiest option was to just let a bullet fly through the mans head but he now looked to his Sire Sylver wanting to know her thought on the option given him...as he thought about it however...Killing him would only mean that the rest of the men would come down on top of them and he didn't want his sire hurt. He growled and spun his gun and holstered it quickly and in seconds he opened his mouth and his teeth sunk into the mans wrest and he drank deep and crimson liquid that was offered him. It felt like fire and he couldn't explain it but it was like he was getting stronger and like his focus and everything about him was becoming more tuned and clearer. He drank for a little while and before the man could say anything he forced his teeth from him still having some means of control for someone so new and he wiped his lips as he moved close to Sylver and still protected her. He said nothing more....but he felt like his body was now alive....
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Post by Bucks23 on Jun 24, 2013 3:57:57 GMT -5
OOC: No worries dude
Garil let out a laugh. He peered down at his wounded wrist and swayed weakly on the spot as if he was drunk. His skin looked paler and slightly gaunt compared to before and dark circles had appeared beneath his eyes. “Not bad pretty boy.” He said, fixing Darius with his dark red stare. The sudden burst of humorous behaviour replaced by a deadly seriousness. “You're going to make one promising member of the pack someday. Be seeing you.” He turned his back on Darius and Sylver and headed away with his lackeys and the twin asian vampires in tow. “I need a drink!” He was heard shouting before they were lost from sight in the vampiric crowd.
“This is all messed up!” Sylver whined, grabbing at her hair and staring fixedly at the floor between her feet. “This is all wrong!” She seemed very distressed by the recent events. Composing herself she sighed and turned her gaze towards Darius' face. “I don't know how you managed to stop yourself from trying to drain him, blood from anther vampire is intoxicating... Looks like I underestimated you.”
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Post by Night on Jul 3, 2013 10:03:54 GMT -5
Darius just watched the man as he left them there babying his wrist and yelling that he needed a drink. His eyes were practically glowing crimson now and even though he was standing there composed it was however not true. His mind was all over the place. He was seeing things that weren't there as if seeing memories he never had and his blood was on fire. It literally felt like his skin was moving and flames were licking at his flesh and veins within. He heard sylver finally and he slowly turned his head to look at her. She was something....and everything and nothing. She had said he had been a mistake and that he had survived not by her doing and that angered him. She had tried to kill him, he was there and he had seen it but now..she was like some sexy drug that was blowing his mind. She could touch herself and he could feel it, she could whisper her desires and he could almost hear them and whats more is that it was the other way around too. They were connected, him a man trying to hold onto his last shred of humanity and her a vampire psychopath who had tried to kill him and failed.
He growled and with the fresh elder vampire blood in his system he needed to act and he wasn't quite sure how but if anything it allowed him to focus on his emotions better and there was one emotion now that the blood was tugging at and it needed to be acted on but what would seem like focus for Darius was just the blood rushing and increasing his emotions to near uncontrollable levels. He grabbed Sylver by her neck with his hand behind it and he pulled her in regardless of her worry and he kissed her so hard and passionate that if it had been any hotter the f*cking building would have gone of in flames. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and gave a deep growl, almost purr as he kissed her and her and then he finally after what seemed like forever, pulled away and spoke with deep seeded need."You underestimated me when I was only a human too...." He pulled her close and made sure her body was to his and he had no intention of letting go and for the sake of others he hoped that the two girls that had worked him up were gone because as far as he was concerned that room was about to be occupied.
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Post by Bucks23 on Jul 9, 2013 4:21:00 GMT -5
"Looks like I did." Sylver agreed, breathless and sweaty despite her lack of need for oxygen. That was some kiss! Her form melted against him as he gripped her, showing no desire to be releasing her any time soon. Her arms encircled him and her nails dug into his back, slicing easily through his shirt.
Sylver smiled evilly, like she had finally conquered her pet. “I know what you need.” She purred, flicking her tongue over his bottom lip. “I can feel what you need.” She shoved against him with her body, letting her hips brush against his swollen groin.
Feeling his desires in her mind, she allowed him to direct them back up the stairs towards the room the twins had taken him. A few heads turned to watch their slow and awkward journey but neither of them cared. They found the room empty and slammed the door shut behind them.
“Tonight I'll finally make you glad to be what you are.” Sylver hissed, running her fingers through his hair as she planted her lips savagely against his. Suddenly she pushed him back against the door with a loud thud. A mere human might have suffered brain damage from the rough treatment as she tore open the front of his shirt. She cooed happily at the sight of his well-muscled chest and her hands and lips were suddenly on him, running up and down his flesh and exploring every inch of his upper torso...
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Post by Night on Jul 9, 2013 23:08:40 GMT -5
He flew back and hit the door and nothing, He didn't care and he growled at her in primal lust and need as she was on him like an animal. His hands went to the door and he actually clawed into it and left large marks in the wood. He looked to her and felt everything as if this was the first time being touched and he loved it. Her words however woke something, it pulled at his humanity and he needed to fight at least with words because no matter what....this was happening.
" No.....I will never be glad about what I am....I won't be a evil monster, a crazed killer...." He moaned deeply as his words tried to fight for him and then he grabbed her hips and lifted and spun and slammed her into the door where he had been moments before and he moved in hard, his groin pushing between her legs making her straddle him as he reached up grabbed her top with both hands and ripped it apartat the middle showing her chest. He growled at the sight and looked to her eyes and almost smiled as he leaned in and his lips and tongue started to explore her upper torso. His need for her was growing and he started to question his own actions but there were to many questions needing to be answered."So....you feel nothing for me.....If thats true then you must be hoping to screw me over...." He grabbed her by the back of her neck again and kissed her deeply with the same fire as down stairs and he growled at her and into her ear. His right hand went down between her legs and under her skirt that she wore and he felt what she had done while he had been with the twins and he started to rub her like she had done knowing exactly how she had done it.
" I know it's bull$h&t....I can feel it, I felt it when you were down stairs and I can feel it now. You want this as much as me..." He rubbed harder and leaned in and kissed her neck as he used his right hand to claw down the door again next to her." You wanted those twins to take me....or didn't you...." He was whispering into her ear now and he licked her ear lobe and then pulled back to look deeply into her eyes again. He had called her out and teased her and was willing to take her all at once...it was chaos but she was doing this to him and he was starting to forget about the whole humanity thing and the only though filling his mind was what she was going to feel like.
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Post by Bucks23 on Jul 21, 2013 16:08:40 GMT -5
Sylver gasped as she was lifted and thrown against the door with the weight of his body pressing hard against her. Her hips started to gyrate on their own accord, rubbing herself against his obvious arousal that presented itself as an impressive bulge in his trousers. A fire was building in her core as her desire for him built higher with each passionate moment. She smiled as he voiced his thoughts about her waiting to screw him over... they must have been connected closer than she thought.
She chuckled, a low throaty sound as he tore her upper garments from her chest. Her ample bosom bounced out into the open with the n1pples hard and erect. She threw her head back and moaned lustily as his lips travelled her upper torso, her fingers grabbed at his hair as he tortured her with his pleasurable ministrations.
She let out another gasp of pleasure, her teeth biting on the corner of her lower lip as his fingers found their way to her already moist panties and started to rub her through the flimsy material. She could feel him starting to lose control and she loved it, she loved that she was ruining her little boy-scout pet. She wanted to make a monster out of him. She wanted to belong with him.
“I-I wanted to feel what it was like to lay with you, but I was jealous of them. They would-” Sylver paused as she drew another sudden gasp of ecstasy. “-They would probably have tried to kill you afterwards.”
Forced to look into his eyes as he kept her pinned against the door, Sylver studied him. “I want you.” She breathlessly agreed, confirming his accusation. “I wanted you since I first saw you, though I think I 'felt' you much sooner than that. Everything is different in our world... everything is dark. There is only predator and prey... which one are you?”
With a sudden growl, Sylver kicked Darius away from her sending him stumbling backwards against the red satin covered bed. She leapt on him like a wild feline bringing down it's victim and knocked him down onto the bed with a force that nearly destroyed the piece of furniture altogether.
Laughing wickedly, her hand slipped down between them and grabbed at the crotch of his trousers. “This thing feels strong.” She grinned happily as she gave his member a hard squeeze through his clothes, “And big. I like big.”
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Post by Night on Jul 22, 2013 10:18:49 GMT -5
He had the upper hand and was quickly getting excited as the thoughts of what they were about to do where now on the forefront of his mind. He was about to F^ck the very woman that took his mortal life away...he was about to take, and take hard the woman that not only killed him but who took his life from him, his soon to be wife, his house, his job, even his F&cking dog! He was about to say something and hearing that she in fact did want him and badly it would seem just like he wanted her, was something he had not planned on the vampire saying.
He had expected something, he didn't know what...maybe he had expected her to be more hesitant or full on laugh at his claims and say that he meant nothing to her but he had felt to much pleasure and longing for that to be the case. There connection had been made to strong when she bit him and tried to kill him. Maybe that was why....maybe because she tried to willingly take his life and yet he didn't die...at least not for good. And that is why he had this bond.
He was leaning in to kiss her more and keep playing and he was loving the movement of her body and the way she felt again him. even though he still somewhere in his mind, hated her. He could not deny that this connection made them....click even though that was no where near how powerful this felt. He growled and then as quickly as he had moved her he felt back and hit a bed. He was going to sit up and then like a wild cat she soured through the air with her large succulent bosom bouncing and moving with her and like that, the wild cat had him in her hands and that was literally.
His head went back as her touch on his very large and pulsing member was like electricity going through his body. A loud moan left him like she had done when he touched her and he wondered if it would be life this with everything they did...and if so...maybe being a monster wouldn't be so.....No!. He shook his head and clawed the bed hard as she was on top of him and he looked up into her eyes and he hated the thoughts in his own head. She killed him! So why was he now about to take her like his lover! What was worse was the fact that from her it felt like she was wanting the same! She wanted him....she wanted to....to....belong..
That thought and feeling was like the proverbial lightning rob within his mind and it had been struck. He couldn't help it as he reached up and with both hands going to her shoulders and neck he pulled her forward and kissed her, but this kiss was different, it wasn't hate and confusion and lust but the beginnings of something more perhaps? Something that could easily destroy and kill them both or be their salvation. " I want you....and I want this...And I, I want you to want me.."
He leaned in and for the first time he let himself be that monster but it was more than a thirst for he had drunk enough from that a$$hole. No, this was because he wanted to know what the blood from someone that held such a strong connection...tasted like..So he bit into her neck and took in her blood and moaned as his hands went down her back, his nails racking down it cutting her lightly and leaving lines where his nails had been and softly he pulled his teeth from her and whispered into her ear almost....lovingly"I....want you....to be mine."
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Post by Bucks23 on Jul 23, 2013 6:17:05 GMT -5
Sylver's head dropped back and she opened her mouth to a gasp of pure bliss as his fangs sank into the flesh of her neck. It was a physical penetration on a much more intimate scale than any sexual coupling could provide. Her eye lids fluttered closed and she moaned quietly as he drank from her. She froze in position as he fed, her hand still clutching the front of his trousers as her other hand gripped at his chest. She remained locked in that moment of pleasure and pain, riding the proverbial cloud 9 of her race as he pulled himself free and whispered his simple desire in her ear:
“I.. want you... to be mine.”
She was snapped back to reality, feeling a rushing torrent of emotions at his invasion of her. She didn't know if she wanted to f**k him or kill him more. The one thing she knew was that this man was dangerous for her, she felt weakened around him, humiliated by his mere presence and brought to her knees by the power of his touch. How could a monster of the night exist with such a boon on her existence? Shaking herself out of her trance she regained her composure and grinned wickedly at him. Her hand on his chest pressed against his hard muscles and pushed him back down onto the bed with her still straddling him. With a small girlish laugh she leaned down over him and licked a drop of her blood that stained his lips.
“Think you can handle me? We can do things together, you and I, that would have made that wife of yours blush.” She began to slide herself down along his body. Her breasts trailed softly down his torso with her fingers and tongue following in a similar fashion. All the while her eyes were turned upwards, looking back into his eyes and holding his gaze as she came to rest with her head level with his crotch. Still gazing up at him she began to massage the front of his pants in earnest while loosening his belt with her free hand. Slowly pulling the zipper down she began to tug his jeans free of his hips and down his thighs.
Breaking the gaze for a moment she turned her attention to the sizeable bulge in his tight boxers. “Mmm.” She crooned at the sight of it and ran her tongue seductively over her lips. She traced around the round shape of his balls and then along the hard length of his still hidden erection with her forefinger, pausing at the swollen tip to tease it with her nail.
Her eyes fluttered back up to his face and her smile was like an evil goddess taking what she wanted from her mortal supplicant. “Do you trust me?” She asked, wrapping her fingers around the hard, pulsing shape in his underwear and squeezing it in a rhythm.
Still looking into his eyes, she lowered her head slightly and ran her tongue along his length before nibbling slightly and sucking on the end, soaking the material of his shorts...
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