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Post by Night on Jul 28, 2013 2:20:06 GMT -5
As he was watching her and taking what was his finally he had noticed something....a change in the feeling as he said that he wanted her to be his. It was like there was a lightning strike and something had been changed but what? He growled lightly and was going to continue and then she started to move. He watched her and she looked back at him.“Think you can handle me? We can do things together, you and I, that would have made that wife of yours blush.” Hearing her talk about his other life, his human life made him angry and he growled a little and was actually going to try and stop and think about what he was doing but the tie was to strong and her body started to slide toward the one part of his body that really wanted her."We were engaged....then....this happened...."
It was amazing....he was on fire...it could have been her blood or the blood of the man he had almost killed or both. It could have also been because there were going to finally have one another right there, right now. How was it that her simple touches could effect him so much....He tossed and turned and yet couldn't get away as she teased him and touched him. He looked down to her and that sight....Breasts, and a sexy body coupled with those eyes and the look in them and that smile on her face. She was built for evil and for sin and he had been a good man...he had to leave his soon to be wife to protect her from him...to keep her from the truth...he had left her a message...a good bye of sorts, farewell forever.
His head went back lightly as her nail pressed against the tip and he wanted her to go on. " do you trust me?" He opened his eyes and looked down to her...he studied her and thought about that question and he let loose his true feelings on that matter." You.....you killed....tried to kill me...and gave me a cursed life....You have tried to give me to twins who could have killed me, yet you didn't want to and were jealous...and you took a whole good life from me...and now...now...." He stopped and growled and tried not to think about all the bad and then boom his thoughts were gone. She had grabbed him hard and was squeezing and then he felt it....her mouth on his tip but sadly through his boxers and it pissed him off that he wanted to have the boxers ripped off and have her do that again.
he moaned deeply and his head shot back as he closed his eyes tight and then he took and breath and looked down at her." Hell no I don't trust you...." He growled those words and was hoping, wanting her to maybe change...stop trying to corrupt him and maybe change herself...but would that be fair...was his good and his kindness also a corruption on the evil? Him and this demon had a strong connection, possibly something stronger than any siring before in history but good and bad f*cking....Something had to give, but what would that be? Who would lose them self? The ex cop....or the psychotic vampire temptress?
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Post by Bucks23 on Jul 28, 2013 18:18:50 GMT -5
Sylver glared back up at his face as he shot his answer to her, her eyes locked onto his and she met the invisible challenge there head on without flinching. Her finger nails had started to trail the muscles of his thighs as her chin remained hovering over his groin. Her glare softened slightly as she gazed at him and her eyes shined wetly like she was on the verge of tears. This man stirred something in her. Something hidden deep within that she used all her power to suppress. He was dangerously close to breaking that ice... but she vowed that she would end his immortal life if he ever threatened to push her over the edge completely. Her usual unhinged grin suddenly came back. A low throaty chuckle escaped her. “Your senses haven't completely left you then.” She broke the eye contact and turned her eyes back to the package in his boxers. “Now let's see just how big your d1ck is.” Slithering her hands back up his thighs she slipped her finger tips under the waistband of his shorts. Stretching the elasticated edging towards her she pulled until her un-dead strength won against the fabric and the underwear tore open like Christmas wrapping. His thick, veined and lengthly manhood was exposed to her in all it's glory as it sprang out into the open. The tattered remains of his boxers hung in strips from his hips and thighs. Sylver moaned happily. “My, you really are a big boy aren't you?” Wasting no time she wrapped her hand around his thick, pulsing member. His size and her small fingers made her unable to encircle it completely in her hand. She spat on his engorged flesh then began to tug on him, her hand jerked up and down the length as her other hand massaged and kneaded at his balls. “How you gonna f**k me cowboy?” She asked sweetly, fluttering her eye lids seductively at him. “How you gonna stick this huge thing inside me huh? You gonna try and hurt me?” She laughed. She lowered her head and holding his member flat so it lay across his mid drift, she ran her tongue over his balls and then along his length before reaching the tip and taking him into her mouth. Making a wet choking sound she expertly managed to take him all the way in, her lips came to rest at his base and she sucked on him before starting to rise and fall in a fast, rhythmic motion. Finally lifting her head all the way back up. He slid wetly out of her mouth and she let his manhood flop back against him as she rose to her knees. She ran her fingers over her pert breasts as she gazed down at him, panting hard. Her finger tips pinched at her erect n1pples as she looked at him with low-lidded lust filled eyes. One of her hands slipped downwards and tucked itself into her small panties as she began to play with herself. Her teeth nibbled on her lower lip as she pleasured herself before his very eyes...
“I asked, how you gonna f**k me?”
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Post by Night on Jul 31, 2013 10:32:14 GMT -5
He watched her closely and his answer had given him a look that he had not expected. Had she been hurt at his answer...did she feel bad about what she had done to him. He was picking up on something, it was new like resistance, but resistance to what? She was a monster and he knew she planned on making him one, she even said so and told him that she would make him proud to be what he was now and yet it was like there was something more...something hidden under her look of craze and evil and lust.Could it be....could she be like him but only reversed?...While he was good trying not to be bad....could she have been bad and was trying not to feel again...
These thoughts were on his mind and he wanted to know more, to know if the queen of ice had feelings and there was something more within, past the lust and that sexy stare, could there have been love there? This all however stopped however when words came from her." Lets see how big you are."those words tied to the action of him watching her tear his boxers to shreds had removed thoughts from him. He moaned deeply as she displayed his package to her world and that thought made him get excited. She was moving so fast and all too quickly took hold of it and started to play, like a cat playing with a toy and cuddling against it but the thought of claws was still there. “My, you really are a big boy aren't you?”
He growled and looked down to her and tried to talk, Damn why was her touch like fire on his skin. "I'm glad you approve...I must like you..." He teased and then moaned more as she started to stroke him. His hips moved with almost no control as she played with his member and balls and he grabbed the bed hard and actually tore the sheets with his inhuman strength. He would have asked how it could get any better but then she asked him a question and talked about him hurting her followed by lips and her throat starting to work him, at that moment he was like a puppet on her string and the idea had crossed his mind in the past about hurting her but now if he was going to harm her it would be while he f**ked the s*it out of her.
His fang grew and his pleasure rose as she took him in her mouth and he was getting lost quick, so lost in fact that he might have said something stupid if she asked and could have said he loved this and her. He managed to lift his head and watch her move away, getting on her knees and starting to play with herself and he could smell her and he could feel the emotions and the taste in the air. Connection was too strong and then that question was heard again."I asked, how you gonna f**k me?" As if taking it as some challenge to who he was and what he would do he could not stop himself from moving. No, she was not allowed to please herself and not let him touch her.
He reached forward and stood and grabbed her by the hips lifted and slammed her into the bed making the legs of it buckle and break and the bed fell to it's frame onto the floor and he was on her. Like the wild animal she had been he was now attacking. He looked up at her and pushed her wrests above her head and pushed them there and his teeth got hold of one of her n1pples and his tongue came out to tease and make little circles on it's tip. He stopped and then growled at her."Do not....move your arms...for all intensive purposes you are tied down...If you so much as move your wrests from those spots I'll make you sorry. Unless I say you can move...then don't try..."
He let go of her wrests and his head moved so fast as his teeth grabbed hold of the fabric of her panties and with a simple turn of his head they were ripped off and he tossed them to the side with his teeth like a beast. He then looked to her c*nt and licked his lips and wasted no time as he moved forward hand his tongue trailed from base to c*it a couple times and then he shoved it inside and started to eat her. His d*ck was throbbing more now from the thought of shoving it into the thing he was now tasting and he had to admit, she tasted good. He didn't know if it was the vampire thing or due to their connection but she tasted good enough to literally eat and she was so wet and ready for him.
He kept torturing her with his tongue as his hands went up and massaged her breasts and then he looked up at her and very slowly pulled his tongue from her before he smiled a little." You want to know how I am going to f**k you....Too bad, Maybe I don't want to tell you...." He let his tongue go to her thigh as he whispered so she would have to focus to hear him. " Maybe...I would....rather...Show you!" He opened his mouth and pushed his fangs into her inner thigh near her p**sy and he took some of her blood in and then he pulled his fangs from her and stood up and took a step away and he smiled wickedly as he spoke very sexually and softly." Okay....you can move..."
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Post by Bucks23 on Aug 1, 2013 16:11:07 GMT -5
Sylver kept her arms above her head with her wrists crossed, following Darius' instruction as he made her lay back on what remained of the bed. She gasped with surprise as he used his teeth to tear her her panties off and throw them aside. Her glistening womanhood exposed to him, with her legs spread wide apart, she writhed into the sheets as he began his merciless assault on her flower with his mouth. His tongue played with her most sensitive parts and she couldn't help but grind her hips in a subconscious response to his sweet torment, her head lolled from side to side as she screwed her face up. Suddenly she let out a wail of pleasure as he bit her inner thigh, the simple predatory move raising her excitement level a new bar.
“Okay... you can move.”
Somehow in her delirium of pleasure she could hear and understand his voice. A cruel, wicked smile crossed her face, matching the one he had worn a moment ago. Oh she was going to make him pay for that assault on her body. She leapt at him, limbs encircling his standing form as her fangs found that thick artery at the side of his neck and bit deep. She gulped down his blood as she kept him in a vice like grip and rode him while he stumbled about the room. Finally she broke the vampiric kiss and threw him back down on the bed. “Oh yesss...” She purred, smearing his blood across her chin with the back of her hand as she wiped her mouth. She smiled down at him as she approached and started to straddle him. She sat on his midriff with her nails digging into his chest. She smiled down at him then leaned down to plant a deep kiss on his lips.
“I love you.” She whispered quietly then gasped in shock at her own words. Growling angrily at herself she suddenly slapped Darius hard across the face before he could comment. “Don't you dare say anything!”
Reaching behind her she grabbed his erection and started tugging on it, jerking him off. She gazed down at his face as she continued to work his length then slowed down as she pressed the swollen tip against her moist opening.
“I want it... now.” She said, impaling herself slowly on his thick member. She bit her bottom lip and whimpered as she stretched to accommodate his wide girth. It was a tight fit and one that they would both feel very well. Putting Darius' hands on her a$$, she clawed his chest as she suddenly sank down the whole way, burying him all the way in to the base. She kept eye contact with him the whole time.
“Gods above I feel you...” She moaned and dropped her head back. She lifted her hips and then sank down again, then again, picking up speed as she began turning it into a rhythmic movement...
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Post by Night on Aug 14, 2013 9:55:35 GMT -5
He had given her the okay to move and he was ready for anything at least he thought he was. He watched her and then like she had done in the beginning, she pounced on him like a animal, a powerful sexy animal and then he felt those fangs. As her teeth sunk into his neck and he felt his blood being drawn from him and pulled into her mouth and swallowed, he closed his eyes and did his best to stay on his feet. It was all too much. A bite was something he could have have thought sexy and powerful but they were biting each other again and again. He felt himself pushed back onto the bed and he felt her claws in his chest and he loved, it....he loved it all. His need for her was growing and he was loosing his since of where human thoughts ended and the vampire began.
He watched her lean forward and kiss him harder than she had yet and he grabbed hold of her waist wanting more and more. It was perfect,yet it was horrible. She killed him, shouldn't he hate her...did she even love? could she ever love? As if hearing his thoughts she pulled from the kiss and he heard something from the "cold" woman that he thought he would never hear...not from her, not from the one that was so dark and evil and yet, she said it first...I love you. Darious's eyes grew wide and he almost wanted to smile. "Sylver....I...." Smack!!! His heard turned with the force of the palm to the face and he growled lightly. As his eyes returned to her's he was told to say nothing. How could he...He didn't know where to begin.
He was thinking and was about to still push the boundaries when she reached back and started to play with him and it wasn't fast enough that he felt her moist lips on him and he growled with such desire. " Yeeesssss" They both wanted it now and as she slid down him and he felt more of her something in his body switched on. His breath started to get deeper, he was getting with this demon...a demon that he thought had no feeling other than evil needs and desires but she had spoke of love. He grabbed on to that word, love and he felt his hands go to her hips and the moment she started to move and pick up pace, like her he moaned and once the pace was set it began.
"Sylver...." He clawed into her a$$ and he couldn't hold back all the emotions and desires he felt inside, he needed to let her now how he felt about his fate for her but also about the good...the love he wanted to wish was possible to give back. He bared his fangs and he pulled her down hard and started to mix the vampiric strength with their love making and he forced her down harder and harder with every thrust and he couldn't believe how it felt. Taking another had never felt so good ever in his life so he knew....it had to have been the bond, that connection that bind them and made them feel each others passion and wants and needs. His eyes were as red as could be and his pleasure was growing and the feeling of how tight and wet she was only made her feel his own pleasure. His member seemed to swell and grow with each thrust and moan from both of them as if this act and pleasure that they were both feeling was only making the connection greater. He could feel her pleasure and in return she would feel his and he was almost panting and drooling from all this. He started to slam her against him in time with her decent and there bodies would only slap and crash into one another and the sound of there deeds and of the creaking wood and metal of the bed could no doubt be heard within the building.
His nails started to leave cuts in Slyver's skin on her a$$ as the torrent of pleasure continued. He picked up the pace and had her riding him harder and faster than any creature of the night could have possibly possibly done before. He could feel his large erection sliding into her tight lips again and again, almost leaving only to be slammed back down and make his member get lost within her. It felt like her body was tightening and trying to draw him inside and he bit his lip accidentally and caused himself to bleed. He reached up with one hand and grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her into a passionate kiss.
As they kept going a need to speak kept rising along with his need to release. She said she loved him and he wanted to say it back...he needed to say her back and he wondered if within her very being if she could hear this need since they have heard and shared everything else. Could he bring this ice queen back into the light, could he be her salvation? or would she be his damnation?
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Post by Bucks23 on Sept 9, 2013 5:17:41 GMT -5
Sylver was lost in their frenzied and passionate love making. She allowed herself to be pulled into his deadly kiss, the taste of his blood filled her mouth and she rejoiced in it. A torrent of emotions threatened to course through her body, but she fought to hold them back. She both hated and craved the man beneath her, he made her feel special and loved but with that inevitably came weakness and vulnerability. Traits a creature like Sylver could not afford to entertain.
Pushing her emotions aside like she had done for many many years, her eyes also glowed an unholy red as she let herself enjoy the experience for what it was. They were no longer making love, they were f*cking.
Gripping Darius' shoulders, Sylver rolled over on the broken bed, without breaking the kiss and pulling the bulk of her lover with her. Her legs locked around his waist as her aching, wet desire awaited his throbbing girth once more in this new position beneath him. Her eyes stared into his lustily and a cruel smile tugged at the corners of her lips. Confirmation from her that he knew how to pleasure a woman... or promises of a twisted fate once she no longer had a need for him?
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Post by Night on Nov 26, 2013 20:18:18 GMT -5
Darius let her move him and the moment he was on top and looking down at her he smiled back with an evil smirk as well however his ideas were probably not anything like her would have been, or were they? He wasted no time and reached down to grab his girth and guide himself where he needed to be and then with one hard unyielding push he was one with her again and he grabbed her wrists and put them to the side and above her head as he kept his hips moving in a sultry, deep and powerful way.
As he took her like he knew they both wanted and had been resisting he couldn't help feeling that in the back of his mind that things were changing...for better or for worse was unknown but things were definitely changing. Their whole existence seemed to have changed, his from prey to interest to lover and hers from predator to lover, however a feeling of her still being a monster was there and he could see it in her. He could see all the evil everyone had ever talked about when vampires were concerned and yet he couldn't make himself leave or kill her or end himself. Some twisted part of him wanted her and bad like she was freedom and passion all at once, something new and foreign.
He bared his fangs as his body started to get tighter and his member started to throb and he was getting close and fast to a release that would be like nothing he had ever felt in his life. If s#x felt like this, which was far better than it had been when he was a human then what would a release feel like and would he still be himself when it was over...
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Post by Bucks23 on Nov 29, 2013 18:37:46 GMT -5
Her lover was pushing her towards the edge and she was racing towards that dangerous climax more than willingly. She may very well try to kill him and vice versa... but that would come later... right now all that mattered was this sensational coupling. She gripped is body as tightly as if they were welded together. The strength of his thrusts were causing a mixture of pain and pleasure... but she was loving every moment of it. The fire of her desire was building more with every moment until she feared she would not be able to hold herself back any moment. She gripped at his hair and threw her head back, a bestial howl escaping her dark lips as a wave of pleasure hit her... she hoped the man assaulting her would find his release with her...
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Post by Night on Dec 5, 2013 21:26:23 GMT -5
Darius Was lost in a sea of pleasure and Lust and another emotion that he felt could end either of them, be it by accident or on purpose. He could feel her body tightening and the feelings beneath the skin could be felt and was tying him to her and his own pleasure and need and want of a never before release was only driven to greater heights due to the damned connection they had. His eyes were glowing red and his breathing was getting deeper and he felt himself swelling...Too much, too much to take...A freakin lightning bolt went through his mind and he lost it. He didn't even hear her roar because he was caught by his own great need to release and all of a sudden it was like his body caught fire and all there could ever be...was them.
"Holy......$#^t...." Those were the words that left him after all the yelling and great breath was exhaled. His head fell down and his fore head rested on her shoulder and as he caught his breath which he didn't even know he had...He kissed her neck softly and slowly worked his way up her jaw and to her chin and finally to her lips. When his lips touched hers he kissed her passionately and his hands rested in hers.
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Post by Bucks23 on Jun 4, 2014 17:31:34 GMT -5
(ooc: i am sooo sorry this reply took so long to make an appearance.)
They spent their love together simultaneously. Waves of pleasure rocked her body, threatened to send her over the edge completely. Somehow she regained herself. Sylver stared up at the ceiling, one hand in Darius' hair, the other holding his hand. Held in an embrace beneath him, she clutched him to her as their breathing slowed back down and the room stopped spinning. The physcotic vampire's emotions were running high, like a train about to crash. She frowned up at the ceiling as she tried to make sense of it all. Darius made her feel loved, made her feel like a woman, made her feel like she belonged to him... Her only course of action was desperately clear.
"Sleep now, shh." Sylver cooed softly to him, stroking his hair and giving his hand a light squeeze. The prospect of finally finding himself at peace after all the weeks and months of fighting and hunting must have been long overdue as it didn't take Darius long to drift off, or appear to atleast.
Sylver slowly detached herself from her lover's embrace. She hissed quietly through clenched teeth as his now limp member slipped out from inside her. She realised now how sore the frenzied encounter had left her. Time enough to lick her wounds later... Right now she had an execution to carry out. Climbing out of the bed, Sylver pulled the sheet up to her neck, concealing her front as if only now had she found a sense of modesty. She picked up a blade from her discarded clothing and approached the bed. She held the wickedly curved weapon just in front of Darius' throat as he appeared to sleep on, blissfully unaware of what she intended to do.
Emotion shined wetly in Sylver's eyes as she watched her victim. Her hand trembled as if she might in her intent... Yet she made no move yet to hurt Darius.. She also made no move to discard the weapon...
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Post by Night on Jun 4, 2014 22:58:33 GMT -5
((OOC: Hey man!!! I had thought you had completely forgot about this thread. I didn't know on wither to bother you or leave you be since you had been busy with your posts with Amira . lol Welcome back and don't worry, my patience knows no bounds.))
He was out cold and his body finally was able to rest. He had not allowed himself to sleep and he had forced himself to constantly be aware and ready for anything as if every shadow could attack him. He at first was asleep and there was no dream, just darkness like his life had become and then something happened. There was a light and he saw her face. Sylers face was seen and there was a smile there. It was so unreal and there was no way he was seeing this...it was a dream, he knew this but it felt so real. She came to him and had a look in her eyes that wasn't cold and deadly but loving and there was a light in them. He took her close and hugged her and gave her a gentle kiss and she returned it." Love you Sylver.." In the real world his lips has smirked for a moment and one word left them while he saw a side of her that not even she knew about..." Sylver....." That name was kind and said with care and his body moved and he laid on his back and wasn't moving, he was at her mercy.
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Post by Bucks23 on Jun 5, 2014 16:02:12 GMT -5
(OOC: Thank you and you're very kind Sir Night.)
He spoke her name softly and a smile appeared. Deep in the company of his dreams, for all the world he looked like a man at peace.
Tears stung Sylver's eyes as she glared down at him, her brow furrowed with her agonising decision to murder the man who loved her. Murder and be rid of him before he could tame the wild, fiery and passionate vampire that was Sylver. Damn him! Damn him for making her feel this way! She gripped the knife so hard her knuckles burned white. Inches above Darius' throat, the weapon was poised to deliver a slash that could take his head off with one clean stroke. So what was she waiting for?
The moment seemed to drag on like a small lifetime before Sylver suddenly raised the knife high above her head then threw it aside. Wiping away her tears with the heels of her hands she smudged her eye-liner across her cheeks and gazed down at Darius as she contemplated what to do next. She had just proven herself unable to kill him... what happened now? Would she play suzi home maker while her man went out to get them victims to drain?
Suddenly she felt very tired. Exhausted even. Sylver climbed back onto the bed and curled up in an almost foetal position with her head resting on Darius' shoulder. She continued to watch him sleep. The back of her hand rested on his chest as it rose and fell with each breath. Whatever happened she decided she would deal with it later...
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Post by Night on Jun 5, 2014 23:11:03 GMT -5
Some time passed and his eyes fluttered open and he looked around quickly taking in his surroundings and then h felt her...he didn't even have to look and he knew it was her because of that feeling like energy rushing form her into the spot she was touching. He smiled a little and felt a little sore and it all came rushing back to him, they had taken one another basically the entire night and there was still a few hours before day light would come. He took his hand and brushed it over her cheek and then he leaned forward and kissed her head and then he stopped and thought about what he had just done.
"You destroyed my life and yet i feel connected to you...I hate you but I love you..." He felt so confused but he knew he cared for her but the other thought that hit him was that he had drank from a vampire and it was like a fire running through his veins...at least he had kept himself from drinking from a human but he had to admit...now that there was a taste for blood he would find it even harder to resist the red liquid. Perhaps he didn't have to feed from humans...maybe he could feed from something else...
He looked to her and he could feel how drawn to her he was...it was such a lustful and sexual pull but the feelings that he tried to hide only made them worse. He got up without disturbing her and sniffed around and had found the flash that the two asian girls had tried to get him to drink and he brought it close to Sylver and he placed it under her hand and he got dressed and sat down on a chair across from her and just watched her.
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Post by Bucks23 on Jun 8, 2014 17:58:33 GMT -5
(OOC: I don't think there is a day light in Redblood city lol)
Sylver didn't dream. It was something she had rarely done when she was alive and was certainly something she didn't do now that she was undead. So she just lay there in peaceful slumber for a while. No sound escaped her lips, for all the world she may as well have been a corpse... not that checking for a pulse would have helped. Her unconcious break came to an end suddenly as she inhaled sharply and lifted her head.
“Ngh.. my head.” She sighed and rubbed her aching temple. Sitting up she became aware of Darius' presence and eyed him as kept the sheet above her bosom, concealing her nudity. She realised that he was already dressed again. A quick snort of amusement escaped her as she knew he couldn't be wearing his underwear atleast... not after she had literally torn his boxers into ribbons.
“What's this?” She asked in her husky, breathless voice. “Supper in bed?” She pulled the cork and gave the contents a sniff. “Hmm.. good stuff, a girl can get used to this.” She took a deep swallow of the sweet contents, knocking her head back as she did so before straightening herself once again. “Want to share?” She asked then let out a short laugh. “Oh that's right I forgot... you're a regular boy scout.” She giggled again before letting out a deep sigh, leaning back against the bedpost as she ran her fingers through her white hair. “Well lover, you certainly don't f*ck like a boyscout.” She mused, her body wracked with aches and pain but not for a moment regretting any of the previous events. Her attempt to seduce him into becoming a dark being seemed to have failed, despite throwing all her best efforts at him... they were back at square one, two creatures from opposite ends of the spectrum trying to find a way to coexist. A regular modern day Romeo and f*cking Juliet.
“So... where does this leave us?” Sylver murmured the rhetorical question, sitting forward again and putting the flask down for Darius to help himself to if he chose to. She reached down to her clothes to draw out a small pack of cigarettes. “I'm certainly not going to waste my breath offering you one of these.” She started one up and blew the resulting plume of smoke towards the ceiling. She sat with the cigarette held loosely between her fingers as she continued. “I let you into my world tonight. You've seen the sort of creatures I roll with... the places I haunt... now it's your turn. I want to spend the next twenty four hours living your life. Take me with you on your journey, let's do what you do and if I don't end up murdering your goody-two-shoe a$$...” Sylver smirked at him, despite her mock threat, she couldn't help the growing fondness for him from her eyes “...Then I might let you make love to me your way. Who knows? We might even start dating.”
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Post by Night on Jun 9, 2014 15:49:02 GMT -5
All he could do was listen to the evil woman, the viper, the demon and wolf in sheep's clothing but even with all that being true he still couldn't shake that feeling of wanting and that longing feeling that was directed at her. When they had made love, no matter how rough and hate filled it had started out with, he could not lie and say that he too didn't enjoy it. He huffed lightly hearing her taunts and her threats and he shook his head at her but the end of what she said had his head spinning a little.
" A date...f$%k my way? Are you serious...You want to see how I lived as I did before you attacked me and took away my human life which was an accident because you didn't mean to turn me into a vampire...noooo...you actually wanted to kill me!"
He growled and stood up and moved towards her and pushed her down and straddled her as he looked her in the eyes. He studied them and he wasn't sure what he was looking for but he knew that he was in fact looking, wither it had been proof of her words or a sign from her that she wouldn't try anything funny. He leaned in and found himself kiss her lightly this time on the lips and he growled while his hands were on either side of her.
" Fine...we can do as I did before I was alive but under one condition..You behave...no attacking or killing or drinking, anyone...We will go to the bars a went to and things like that but you should already know that I am not going to bring you anywhere near the houses of my friends...or my family..even if they are no longer that. You understand?"
He was glaring down at her, and if anything no one would be able to say that being a vampire didn't make him much more assertive than he had been as a human...
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