They Talk To Me {Eri/open}

[~;;Vampires Kiss;;~]

[shadow=red,left,300]Evangeline[/shadow]

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

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A long snowy foot pressed into the darkened earth, the soft sounds of leaves bowing to the added weight the only soft noise the owner made. A long white leg followed suit of course, curvy and long, leading to a slender thigh, followed by the remaining tatters of what once was obviously a gorgeous dress, black and torn, hanging in loose curls. A delicate bodice followed suit, thin as a rail of course, ribs showing through the thin corset, leading to long, pale shoulders, like a soft light in the dark shadows she danced through. Long, black hair curled around her frame perfectly, adorning her face with a long delicacy that only her features could indulge themselves in. Pale blue eyes twinkled from darkened sockets, thin eyebrows perched perfectly on her face, gently flowing into her nose, followed by rosy red lips, full to bursting. The sun shone at mid day, and gently the snow white feet danced in between long shadows of the trees without fear. Her highness was daringly going back home....

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The heat of the mid day was more than anyone could bear, and I wondered how such mortals could stand it. I supposed they found some enjoyment in the agonizing pain and constant stings of the warm air, sick monsters they were. Of course, I needed not to worry, considering that the woods offered shade, and a cooler climate, along with the promise of sleeping vampires and werewolves. Well, so I hoped. Who knew, perhaps I would be caught crossing the other clans lands, they would know of my presence, no doubt they would stumble upon my scent, however my trail was thinner. Or so I thought. My hands lingered at my sides, refusing to touch the trees, although their bark burned with an intense red I so lingered to touch. However, my will was of the stronger, and I refrained with my thoughts set on only one thing. Home. I needed to get back to my clan, who knew what mess they had run amok without me? A slight grin danced over my features at the thought of it, and I continued on slinking through the shadows. The only thing that really blended in well in this area was my dress. What was once a gorgeous ball gown, I had cut off to a short mini dress. It was torn under my rib cage, with a large cut lingering there. Black had formed over it, and I had no doubt that it was probably infected. Ah well, when I got home, I would take care of it. Of course, that brawl I had come out in pretty rough shape, however none could tell it now. The only thing that remained of it was of course, the gash along my side.

It had been a lot deeper, but I had faith in a few days it would be fine, once I washed it out of course. Bloody weres. Of course, my dress spoke of it too, it had endured a lot of the battle with me, however I was smart enough to be rid of the long swoops and curls a long time ago. It was now torn, of course, but I couldn't care less. Once I was home, perhaps then I would go shopping, maybe. Shopping, the thought was odd to me. I had been living as a rouge for quite some time now, now that my small matter was over with, I could return home and resume my rightful place at the head of the Deneb. I paused for a moment, glancing at the shadows, which one did I want to take? Broken up by sunlight, I cursed myself, looking for a way around. Down a bit, I sprinted lightly, like an arrow from the bow, grinning as I danced around the long sun patches, my hair sweeping out a bit behind me, daringly dancing near the sunlight, but still staying out as I bowed around it, returning back to my leisurely walk, slinking around the shadows some more. Of course, I was more than excited to return home, show my clan I was in fact, alive and intact. Mostly. I doubted they would be able to comprehend what I had run off to do so suddenly, however, once I returned things would be back in order, and life would go on. My eyes scanned around for a moment, as I stopped, adjusting the dagger tied to the inside of my ankle, loose in its sheath, ready for action. The handle was still coated in blood, I hadn't had time to clean it off, another thing on my list.

Home, it was all that was on my mind. I was excited for many things, a warm bath, a new outfit, to see what had been going on, and most of all, a good meal and a warm bed to sleep in. Living off of animals had never actually satisfied, but humans were harder to come by when they quite literately littered the area, and there was no alley ways to hide them in, no dumpsters to stuff the body. It was all just a mess, and when times had gotten rough, I had to resort to breaking a window or two, and stealing my victim alive and in fear. Their constant screams had been such an annoyance, and being shot at was never fun either. My shoulder still caressed a bullet inside, another thing I would have fun digging out later. Loosing myself in thought, something cold and wet splattered up my legs, and I jumped back in surprise, landing very cat like, admiring the small stream before me I had not heard. The soft crystal water ran smoothly down the sandy banks, and a small smile lit my face, remembering my childhood, so long ago, playing in the small streams behind my home with my brother. I shook the thoughts away, they were over 200 year old memories, what did I need them for? All of my family was dead, including my lover. Had it not been for that wretched town, he would still be firmly at my side. Ah well, the thoughts only provoked angry actions, and right now, I needed to get home. Gracefully, I leapt over the stream, continuing on my way with the graceful swiftness of my breeding. [/size][/color]

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
[/i]

[Eri]

I was a special creature. Actually creature was the wrong word. I was a special vampire. Creature meant I was something disdainful like the other vampires, those animals that thought they could fight against me, those imbecilic angelic fools, and my prey that thought they could fight against me. It was a waste of their time. A small smirk slid effortlessly over my face as I moved along at an easy walk though my long legs made my stride and pace seem greater than they likely were. Of course being a vampire might have an effect on that. Though I was no ordinary vampire, but I still moved easily within the shadows, only not caring to dodge any stray beams of the sun.
I spared no glance for the scenery. There was no need, at least no need that was important right now. I sniffed slightly and brushed a hand through my auburn hair as I felt a leaf settle on my head. So far nothing was going along with my plans. Of course the clans were small, weak, pathetic. All except mine of course. Then again when one clan relied on one member. Oh well. The others would soon see their folly. I wasn't going to be playing Mr. Nice Guy for very much longer. Suffice to say I wasn't exactly in a great mood to be jerked around with. Any fool would soon find themselves torn to shreds.
And that's when I heard the unmistakable sound of another vampire. The smirk dropped, to be replaced by a smile that would be more likely to sit up a gentleman of the highest caliber's face. I brushed my bangs back and slammed my sword into the ground, on the other side of the tree and leaned the very same tree and waited patiently since it sounded like the other was heading towards me.
Talk about being in the right place at the right time. For me at least. I could be the other's very worst nightmare. I shifted so a beam of light fell across my cheek as I closed my eyes, looking like I was dozing for the most part.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?," I began, tone light and friendly but the words themselves were almost dripping with hatred. "A little lost puppy that lost her master?" I all but sneered as I lifted my chin when I felt that the other was close enough and had realized that it was a she. I spared naught but a glance at her. She wasn't likely to be fit to be within my clan anyways. Not many could actually live up to the title. [/size]

[~;;Vampires Kiss;;~]

[shadow=red,left,300]Evangeline[/shadow]

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

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I pressed onward smoothly, safely making my way through the thick oaks and redwoods that surrounded me, their bark still beckoning to my instincts. None the less, I still ignored them, continuing onward with only the sweet scent of their leaves filling the air. Of course, silence never lasted long, and the flitter of another wafted across my nostrils. My eyes narrowed, as I glanced around, ready for an ambush, pressing onward at a slightly quicker pace. Afraid? No, I was never afraid, more or less, I just wanted to continue on homeward without any interruptions. No such luck. The scent came again, stronger, and I knew shortly I would be upon its owner. Peculiar, most didn't bother to hide themselves. Perhaps he/she/it was afraid, yes? An easy grin slid over my face, falling after I realized I had past the being. Of course, perhaps I would be lucky and slip right past them, and continue on. I eased forward, not pausing once, until a voice broke the silence.

Well, well, well. What do we have here?, The words oozed with a sarcastic tone, friendly only in the terms of either looking to get super friendly, or looking for a good brawl. I hoped for the latter, my eyes closing shut for a moment as I hesitated, waiting to see if there was anything else he wanted to say. A little lost puppy that lost her master? It was a sneer, and indeed it provoked a growl within myself. Now, I may have been a bitch when I needed to, but the idea of a puppy, was just an insult. And lost without her master? He must have thought I belonged to a clan. A low chuckle sounded from my lips, turning to face him in one swift movement. I am no mere puppy. Nor am I lost. Nor do I have a master. I am my own master, thank you very much. I chuckled again, voice dripping with my natural born Transylvania accent. Besides, it appears you're one to talk I glanced him over once, seeing nothing to my liking. He leaned casually against a tree, also supporting a rather large sword. Hmm, compensating for something? I didn't bother to take in any more of his features, I didn't particularly care enough to. Now if you don't mind, this 'puppy', I mocked the word, has some things to take care of. I turned smartly on the balls of my feet, continuing forth, though my eyes slid back, locked on him, waiting for any sudden movement. Indeed, I could easily out run him, most likely, though I had never seen his face before, and curiosity struck as to who he was, but I had no time to waste.

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
[/i]

[Eri]

I'd pulled out a book from one of the expansive pockets in my blood red trench coat and started flipping through the pages. My dark gaze flicked up towards the girl, a wide and rather wicked grin plastered over my face. I was a mean little son of a bitch I suppose. I never really noticed, or rather I didn't care in the least.
I chuckled slightly to myself when she seemed to finally notice me and responded saying she wasn't a puppy. I lifted my gaze from my book my grin softening into something a bit more comely. "My dear little puppy, denial is only the first step." I said calmly with that smile that had infuriated so many others. Maybe that's where I went wrong in trying to recruit others.
"Well my little puppy, we'll just have change your attitude won't we?" I asked in the very same tone, the smile growing rather wickedly. "Nobody is their own master, save me. Those pathetic clan leaders think they are but they're at the mercy of their clans. Rogues? Pathetic creatures, they must fear for their life from those mangy animals and angels and other vampires." I all but snarled. Oh how I hated my own species even to this day.
"But you see, I'm different my little duckling." I began with a rather cruel chuckle and stepped away from the step, the book having been dropped back into the pocket from whence it had appeared. I moved straight into the sun, squinting slightly as any mortal would as I moved after her. "You see, I'm different from any other normal vampire." I said with a grin.
"Still think you don't have a master little puppy-dog?" I said still my tone was calm, soothing perhaps if it was just mindless babble I was speaking. And still the words themselves, I knew they must sound oh so horrible. I smirked slightly at my own amusement. "Worried yet my little vampilina?" I asked, tilting my head to one side so my bangs swept across my forehead.
Where were the cutesy names coming from? No clue. Why? Because I can. Because I really am my own master. Nobody could dare try to force me to submit to another. I would kill them, simple as that. I feared noone, not even the so called founders, though I respected them for they were the eldest of our kind, there's a difference between fear and respect after all.[/size]

((OCC: amusing but sucky post...))

[~;;Vampires Kiss;;~]

[shadow=red,left,300]Evangeline[/shadow]

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

[/i][/size]

Of course, the prick wasn't just going to let me go along on my merry way, no of course not. His lips had moved again, speaking in a gushed tone, the calmness dripping from his lyrics as he again insulted me. I stopped, turning on the balls of my feet, to face him. My hands poised themselves at my hips, ready to sink the black nails into his flesh.

My dear little puppy, denial is only the first step.

A shiver ran down my spine as his voice slowly oozed out without a care in the world. Did he not know who I was? My fingers twitched, and then went still, hell bent on ripping him to shreds. I glanced at my hands for a moment, before twisting my palm up, looking at it closer. Huh I spoke with pure curiosity and innocence, yet my voice hung with a sarcastic tone lingering in the background. Odd. I didn't know vampires could turn into werewolves. Please, tell me, where is my tail? You know, perhaps your just mistaken. I may have been fighting packs of wolves for the past few months, but, I promise you, I am in no means a dog. Well, unless you'd like to consider me a bitch, for I am indeed a bitch, but not in the dog way. Inside, I snickered lightly, and I offered a daring grin, one that quickly faded off of my face.

Well my little puppy, we'll just have change your attitude won't we?

I scoffed lightly, hearing the same exact sickly sweet tone of voice. Odd, I had been the same way for over 200 years. He alone, wasn't changing anything anytime soon. What? Are you afraid of an independent woman? My attitude wont be changed anytime soon. I flicked my hair back. Wow, lots of attitude. Inside I beamed, until he spoke again, wasting his breath, his time, my time.

Nobody is their own master, save me. Those pathetic clan leaders think they are but they're at the mercy of their clans. Rogues? Pathetic creatures, they must fear for their life from those mangy animals and angels and other vampires

My eyes narrowed. What? Perhaps he didn't realize who he was speaking to. I don't know about the other clans I glared, waiting a moment to allow some dramatic emphasis, hopefully he would put two and two together. But I am most certainly not at the mercy of my clan. It was a light snarl, perhaps he was looking to rile me up, perhaps not, but either way, he was really starting to push my buttons. How dare he! My clan wouldn't be pushing me around, not even Diru and her mate. I wasn't one to be walked all over easily. Actually, I wasn't one to be walked all over at all. I breathed deeply for a moment, hoping to calm down my racing heart and mind, of course, it worked for a moment, before he prodded me again.

But you see, I'm different my little duckling.

He chuckled darkly, dropping the book into his pocket, and leaving his tree, stepping into the sunlight. He moved toward me swiftly, and my back straightened, my jaw setting itself as I stood my ground. I would allow him to come as close as he wished, even if it meant we were pressed together, but I wouldn't be backing down anytime. I rolled my eyes, I had heard the same line over and over again. Right. You're all the same, claiming to be different. Its all just a bunch of bull, and you know it My gaze adverted from his, glancing down at my nails, pretending to be more interested in them then what he had to say. Truth was, I actually didn't care what he had to say. I wasn't here for a fight, but if it was a fight he wanted, then it was a fight he would get.

You see, I'm different from any other normal vampire.

He grinned, and again my eyes rolled. Stupid men, think they're so special. Right, and I'm different from any other female vampire. Can we please move on? My glance at him spoke of the attitude, like a teenage girl with all the moneys world, daddy's credit card burning a hole in her pocket. More than anything, I wanted to get home. Although, I supposed my need wasn't that great. I mean, after all, if it were, I would submit to him, say whatever he wanted to hear, and run off. Ah well, my pride and reputation wouldn't allow that.

Still think you don't have a master little puppy-dog?

My gaze moved up to meet his, a brow raising. Really, we were going back to little pet names? Yes. I don't have a master, nor am I a puppy dog, you mindless kitty cat. It was a light sneer. I had been called better things than a puppy dog, surly little baby animal names wasn't all he had in his artillery? His voice stayed soothing, with something venomous lurking in the background, however it worried me naught. I had dealt with worse things than him, things he would have probably run away from. Give it a rest man!

Worried yet my little vampilina?

My brow raised again, with a sarcastic Ha! lurking somewhere in my face. I scoffed lightly Are you kidding? Worried? Right. I've dealt with beasts and monsters double the size of you. You think I'm just like the rest of them in this godforsaken place, don't you? His head tilted to the side, his bangs sweeping over his face as he grinned at me. Idiot. I flipped my hair again, striding brazenly out to him, closing the gap between us. At this point, I was no more than a mere five inches away from him, and his breath fanned against my face as I glared into his eyes I fear no one. I don't care how old or different you are. I will not bend to your will. You had best get that straight in your skull, or go find someone else to torture. The lyrics were a low growl, and I stood defiantly in his path. I braced myself, ready to take a blow, ready for the battle to be on. I was expecting it, life was full of surprises, and I would prove just how much he was really like every other vampire on this planet. He would strike at me, I know he would, it was in his mind, no doubt, as he stared into my eyes, and mine into his. Why hadn't I hit him yet? Because I was waiting, to prove how different I was.

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
[/i]

[Eri]

And here I was being a good little gentleman and not drawing attention to the odor I could scent wafting from her. A wicked grin danced over my mouth. "Well, now that you mention it. You do rather stink, so unbecoming. Mongrel-lover are we?" The smirk continued to linger over my mouth. Oh for being an ass I was a handsome one so it was all good.
I chuckled softly, the sound deep within my chest. "Me? Scared of a dainty little thing like you? Why I would have to be a fledging that was but a day old!" I began and silenced my chuckle. "But I haven't been around you that long now have I my little cherry?" I asked, raising an eyebrow with my question.
I knew my eyes brightened slightly when she all but mentioned that she was a clan leader. "So you're telling me you do things for your clan without thinking or caring what they say or what'll happen to them?" I asked. She was doomed now. "What a horrible, horrible thing to even think! You don't even deserve to have that title then. Seems things are still the same. Can't even assume power without destroying the clans." I made a couple tsk sounds with my tongue, shaking my head sadly. What a pathetic little girl!
"Really now? I see nothing than some desperate power hungry girl that doesn't know how to control herself, let alone a clan that's destined to burn to ashes." I said, shaking my head again a couple times before brushing my bangs aside since they'd decided to fall forward again.
I smiled at her sneer and words. "At least cats can live on their own and don't degrade themselves just to please their masters. Such pathetic beings really. Thinking humans are gods." I all but snarled. Dogs, pathetic creatures, there was nothing regal about them anyways. "By the way, glad to know you think I'm rather regal." I said with a chuckle. Back fire! Nice shot, but try again.
"Double the size and a quarter of the brain no doubt. Not a very good comparison my little lamb." I chuckled softly, noting she'd shifted close enough that I had to tilt my head slightly to look down at her. I moved quickly once she finished talking though I'd mostly tuned it out. Something about her not being scared of me or anything else for that matter. Riiiight, talk about a bluff.
I whirled, shoving her against a tree, before lowering my mouth to her ear. "You would be wise to fear me ducky." I murmured before pulling back far enough to look into her eyes and smirked slightly. Yeah, I knew I was an ass, but I liked it so I wasn't gonna change one tiny iota. Anyone that wanted me to could go screw themselves sideways.[/size]

[~;;Vampires Kiss;;~]

[shadow=red,left,300]Evangeline[/shadow]

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

[/i][/size]

Well, now that you mention it. You do rather stink, so unbecoming. Mongrel-lover are we?

I rolled my eyes, flicking my hair back over my shoulder, putting my hand on my hip and setting my jaw, lowering my gaze to meet his. Oh, and you would know what of the situation? Right, nothing. If you must know, I've been fighting. I could never love one of those beasts. Ugly, horrendous, hairy, stench ridden, monsters they are. I was currently on my way home to a nice bath, but now that you seem to enjoy wasting my time, I suppose youll have to deal with it. Well, sadly it was the brutal truth. If he had let me go along on my merry way, I would have been fine, just heading home to take a bath. Of course, he acted like there was no other time to do this, it had to be done right this very second. I sighed, flipping my hair again, twirling one strand around my finger as he spoke again. He chuckled lightly, and I knew there was another sarcastic remark coming Me? Scared of a dainty little thing like you? Why I would have to be a fledging that was but a day old! And, there it was! I rolled my eyes, choosing to ignore it. What a lie. So, he was a liar, and a fool, of course. But I haven't been around you that long now have I my little cherry? His brow raised as my attention lazily turned back to him. Of course not, the fool! This usually wasnt enough time for me to strike fear into anyone without trying. As you said yourself I made a sweeping hand gesture You would have to be but a day old fledging. At this very moment I snickered lightly. His gaze seemed to brighten and his attention sharpen when I had mentioned my clan, and red flags raised mentally as I also snapped into attention, ready for a fight. So you're telling me you do things for your clan without thinking or caring what they say or what'll happen to them? No action. Of course! More useless words. Just what I wanted. He shook his head, speaking again as he tried to rile me up some more Really now? I see nothing than some desperate power hungry girl that doesn't know how to control herself, let alone a clan that's destined to burn to ashes I laughed loudly, tossing my head back as I did, enjoying his newest statement. No no no. You see, we are smart, and we dare not go into sunlight as you do I winked. It was the only way we could actually burn to ashes. And, I am clearly, controlling myself. Besides, if I were rouge, I would have either attacked you, or humped the shit out of you. I have done, neither A light girlish giggle escaped my ruby red lips. I probably would have opted for the first option, for he had shown no reason for me to perform the latter. He was all talk, no action. At least cats can live on their own and don't degrade themselves just to please their masters. Such pathetic beings really. Thinking humans are gods My fingers twitched at my side. I degrade myself for no one. And most certainly, not. You. I glared at him hard for a moment, before speaking again And as for humans, they are no more than food. I avoid them at all costs. I shook out my hair for a moment, feeling it caught in my corset, now showing in the back where the dress had been torn. By the way, glad to know you think I'm rather regal. I ignored him. No, I didnt think he was regal, but I was itching with anticipation as I waited for him to make some sort of move. Unless he was now going to be chivalrist and allow ladies first.

Double the size and a quarter of the brain no doubt. Not a very good comparison my little lamb By this point, I was up close and personal, and his head tilted to the side in order to look down upon me. He was much bigger than I had thought, but it didnt deter me any bit. His long ruby bangs swept down over his face, and I refrained from biting at my bottom lip. I hadnt been this close to a male in centuries, and if he wasnt looking for a fight, then what was he looking for? A soft shiver ran down my spine. Suddenly, he spun around, grabbing my wrists, forcing my slender bodice against a tree. The large oak moaned with his strength, performing the task happily for me. His head lowered beside my own, his fangs whispering right past my ear, his warm breath fanning my neck. My eyes rolled with the seduction he was already performing, without even knowing it. Of course, I relished even more in the fact that he had no idea he had sent my hormones on a rampage. You would be wise to fear me ducky. He pulled away, and my lids rolled open slowly, biting my lower lip as he grinned. A normal girl, would have been pissed. Hell, had I been in contact with my kind for the past year and a half, I probably would have been 'normal' and attacked him. But, I hadnt had a male in so long, and our close quarters was becoming a little more then I could handle. Sure, I was being a bit of a slut, allowing him to take advantage of me, but, I had my reasons. He wasnt any ordinary vampire, as he had stated before, and, nor was I. Something inside said we could be powerful together, if we wanted to be. If he opted out, clearly he didnt know what he was loosing. My gaze caught his, lustful as I leaned forward, my wrists still pinned together. My own lips came to his ear, and I could feel the tender flesh of it hit them every now and then. Why? What will you do? Kill me? It will do you no good. My clan? Theyll find a new leader. And then, theyll probably be out for your hide for killing their leader. Let alone, how pathetic youll look if you do kill me. An ancient male, against a vampiress no more than a few centuries old? I mocked his same tsk noise, allowing a cool breath to escape Such an unworthy opponent, wouldnt you agree? Such an unfair match. Besides, I think you could find many more uses for one such as myself. I pulled away, allowing a seductive smile to linger across my lips. Would he take the bait? Something told me I would need to try a bit harder in order to have him, if I actually even wanted him. I forced my mudered lover aside, it was time to find new. Though, this guy wasnt it, I knew that. But even a bitter young clan leader like myself needed a little action. Although, I had spoken the truth, and my hormones settled enough at the time to allow my thoughts to become clearer. What could he do, kill me? Torture, yes perhaps, however torture would turn into an ugly fight, which would end with one of us lying dead on the floor. You know as well as I do. I'm no use to you at all. So why do you even bother to keep me here? My head rested against the rough bark of the tree, a plain look on my face, a brow raised easily. If he wasnt about to sleep with me, then he may as well let me go, seeing as I had no other use for him, nor he me.

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
[/i]

[Eri]

I chuckled slightly when she asked if I knew of the situation. "Quite often actually, only the pairs don't survive their encounter with me. I don't suffer abominations like those creatures to survive." I said, truly acting like the regal, or rather royal being I was. Condescending? Of course. They were animals, there weren't even good enough to be fodder for vampires. Pathetic beings, and the vampires that decided it was ok to be partners with them. Disgusting creatures, they weren't even fit to be considered vampires anymore. I smirked slightly, mostly in pleasure at how she described how she felt of the mongrels that dared to eat our food. "Nice knowing someone else feels almost as strongly as I do about those mongrels." I said with a chuckle. Hey, the first actual, non snotty remark! She should be honored, doubt she'd take it like that though.
"You know, I haven't exactly tied you up to keep you here or blocked your path. So you've been here rather voluntarily my little one." I said with a rather wicked grin, pointing out the obvious. At least she wasn't being forced to stay, yet. "See my little ducky, it's hard to intimidate those that have seen the horrors of this world come and go, seen the time when humans actually ruled the world." I said, in my usual tone though it was mildly quieter. I really was old. I grimaced slightly, good thing age only made vampires stronger.
I chuckled slightly at her comment about the sun. "But you can still be forced into it and you will burn to a crisp. I on the other hand withstand the sun, just as most of my clan can." My chuckle turned cruel as did my thoughts. My clan was superior, perhaps not in numbers, but in power? We could hunt in the daylight while all other vampires were at their weakest. Good thing I was keeping a low profile for the clan, for now. I just needed a few more followers and then chaos would unfold. I bit back the laughter I felt bubbling under my chest. I really was an ass, oh well.
"Really now? I'd like to see you try either and see where it goes." I said, taunting her even as my eyes flashed in amusement. "And you've done neither yet, we have the rest of the day and night after all." I said, with another rather amused chuckle. An eyebrow rose at her comment of not degrading herself for anyone. "But my lovely little rose, you already are degrading yourself. Smelling like an animal, awake in the daylight when other vampires are resting, consorting with me." I said, my laughter bubbling forth with a mildly maniacal twinge in the end before I quieted myself.
She didn't seem upset about being forced into a tree. How sad, oh well. She also didn't seem to be too upset with my mild threat, though I'd noted the look in her eyes when she moved towards me, and most others would have flinched from another, potentially hostile, vampire near their neck I stood still, barely listening but what I did catch made me laugh. "If they were to hunt me down they would all perish, hence your clan would crash and burn because of you. And it's merely a fact of life, and why younglings like you my little ducky, should respect your elders." I said, smirking slightly as I watched her.
That look bothered me though, I wouldn't show it but it did. Why? Because it had been so long since someone had turned that kind of gaze on me. Sure there were the humans, but those looks soon turned to fear once they realized what I was, even in the day, which made it all the better. How long? Thousands of years. Asami. I shut my eyes, forcing myself to fight those thoughts off. I would never be truly successful, because if I forgot her then I would lose my purpose for destroying those vampires that wouldn't follow me. Revenge. I wanted revenge for her death. And I would get it, by any means necessary.
I could never forget her, I never would either, but I couldn't live in the past. I eyed the girl, noting her looks, and that she almost seemed to be begging for something more, intimate. I really didn't want to comply, because that meant she would feel like she had power over me. But if I....A wicked grin spread over my face as I lowered my head towards her neck even as she spoke. "But my little duckling, you could be a meal for me, did you never think of that?" I asked, mouth close to her neck as I leaned forward a bit, pressing my body closer to her's, waiting for a reaction. I rested my fangs against her neck before pressing down just a little, not trying to draw blood before I pulled away.
"But I'm not hungry for blood right now so count your lucky stars." I murmured rather quietly. It was hard to say that I didn't want to bed another, but it still felt like a betrayal to Asami, even so many centuries later. She was long dead so it's not like she could do anything or would be able to do anything. I leaned forward, straight towards her face. I smiled slightly. "See, you're just like every other girl. You can't resist me when it comes down to it." I said, leaning a little more into her, waiting for her reaction before pressing my mouth against her's rather harshly before pulling away. "You really don't know what kind of fire you're playing with ducky." I murmured, eyes bright but glazed. What the hell was I doing? Riiight, I was amusing myself, and proving that she would degrade herself for me. Of course if word of this got around she would likely be revered, at least once my other plans where in motion. Oh well. I'd deal with that when it came around.[/size]

((OCC: wheeeeeeeeee o___o))

[~;;Vampires Kiss;;~]

[shadow=red,left,300]Evangeline[/shadow]

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

[/i][/size]

He chuckled lightly at my first remark, speaking brazenly about my clan If they were to hunt me down they would all perish, hence your clan would crash and burn because of you. And it's merely a fact of life, and why younglings like you my little ducky, should respect your elders I left it at that. I wouldn't bother to argue the point, he was just a stubborn ass. Besides the point, he didn't understand, or even know, what clan belonged to me. And how many ancients I had on my side. Not to mention the fact, how many other strong willed vampires that came to follow me. He understood nothing about being a leader, but, I didn't feel it necessary to hurt his pride any more than I had, or could. He was an excellent actor. Of course, I could have commented on his remark, something about respecting my elders, but instead I merely giggled. He knew nothing of me, not even my name, so, I needed not to respect him when I had but nothing of him. He went quiet for a moment, and I allowed him the time he needed to gather his thoughts, if that was indeed what he was doing. He shut his eyes, thinking long and hard for a moment. I watched his features twitch slightly, and something was clearly bothering him. Dare I ask? Dare I seem like I cared? Right, he was an object to me thus far, and vice versa. I couldn't seem like I cared, it would only be a weakness to him. It would be like asking your vehicle if it was alright when you choose not to drive it, you looked insane, and would never get an answer. Perhaps if things played in my favor, I would ask, however for now, I rested my head against the bark of the tree, waiting for him to straighten his act together.

Within moments, whatever it was, had passed, and he flashed a grin, leaning in towards me But my little duckling, you could be a meal for me, did you never think of that? His large body pressed to mine, and my eyes rolled heavenly. My chest was flat against his, as I pressed back lighter than he. Yes, I enjoyed it, yes, I was begging for more, and tonight, we could both teach each other something new. Perhaps I was willing to degrade myself for him, but he was no different than any other male. So far, he seemed to be feeding into me, which is of course, what I wanted. His lips encased my neck, his fangs resting against it, pressing lightly, enough to where the skin bowed to his will, yet he didn't dare break it. Good boy. I grinned lightly, leaning forward as he still lingered about my neck, running my fangs against his own, and lightly gripping the strong muscles with my fangs, pressing a bit harder than he had, still not drawing blood, but really playing with danger about it And you, mine. Did you think about that? I snickered. My, we were both in the same boat, and he pulled away from me. But I'm not hungry for blood right now so count your lucky stars He murmured quietly, and I allowed a small grin to linger on my ruby lips. I don't know. I could use a good meal I whispered, allowing a teasing smile to dance across my face. Blood? No, that's clearly not what I was after. Perhaps he would pick up on what I hungered for, perhaps he would be a stupid male and think I wanted to suck him dry. Though, he didn't seem to be the kind to be stupid, and a small smile danced across my features as I rested against the tree, glancing up, listening to its internal moans.

He went silent again, and as I caught sight of him, another darker haired male flashed in my vision. My eyes rolled, and I closed them, attempting to force him away from me. It was centuries ago, why did I still hold on? Cethin was but a pile of dust at the bottom of his pyre. He was dog food, a tasty meal for the buzzards, and now he was nothing more than a pile of bone dust resting below the charred remains of wood. Constructed by man of course, cruel, evil beings. The reason I slaughtered them without mercy. They had earned it. The ones who walked now, were no more than great grand children for my lovers murderers, and if I couldn't have them, then I would have their loved ones. I was still avenging his death, he had risked himself to save me. Was it fair for me to betray him like this? Was, I actually betraying him? He was dead now, he could do nothing, and surely he'd want me happy. I didn't have much longer to think about it, before the auburn hair male was hovering above me, smiling, leaning in closer. My eyes glazed over as I watched him, feeling my seductive mood begin its down climb. He had done nothing to keep the fire going, I suppose that was his fault. See, you're just like every other girl. You can't resist me when it comes down to it. My brow raised, as he leaned forward more, pressing his large body, flattening my slender bodice between him and the massive oak. The remaining embers I thought had gone out sparked lightly, threatening to kick in again, and then, it was all over. He leaned into me more, pressing his lips against mine, and for a moment, I went rigid, before melting into him, pressing back harshly. I shivered as I felt the clash of fangs, lips, and tongues, pure pleasure filling my body. Had I not been pinned, perhaps I would have been on top of him by now, but he kept me where he wanted me, before pulling away.

I was defenseless, no more than a play toy for him. I supposed, that with his brute force pinning me to the tree, I could easily throw both legs up and land a blow to his chest, however his legs hovered on either side of mine, so I supposed I would hurt his 'pride' sooner. It was a move, but, I didn't want to do that, not yet. Sterilize him? A light snicker formed in my chest. And you're just like every boy I grinned lightly, You cant resist the bait It was a whisper, as I leaned forward, dragging my fangs against his lower lip, kissing him lightly, before settling back against the tree. I admired our close proximity's, and the fact that I hadn't ripped his head off. Any other being dared to catch me in such a position, I surly would have had them in limbs by now. It was only him, and I admired how somehow he had brought out a different side in me. A side, no other had seen before. You really don't know what kind of fire you're playing with ducky I snickered lightly, watching his eyes, burn brightly now as he held me in his gaze. Well, you should know. Girls like dangerous boys. I suppose I'm no different in that aspect. Of course, his form of danger was a lot different than the normal danger. Well, except in one. I whispered seductively, leaning towards him again, to run my fangs along his neck, shivering lightly I suppose, the danger you pose is a lot greater from the rest of those silly boys. And, I like playing with fire. No one else does. They're much to afraid I whispered in his ear, closing my eyes as I did, before leaning back against the tree, slowly rolling my lids open to look at him under long dark eyelashes. My blue eyes burned with something a bit different than the normal hatred. I suppose, yes, I did in fact hate him. I hated what he was making me do, I hated that it was him that had brought out such an abnormal side of me. I hated that he had caught me in my mood, and I hated that I loved it. I was loving every part of this, and I hated him for it. Although, there wasn't much I could do, except enjoy the ride. Of course, I still wouldn't degrade myself for him, and only our chests touched, due to him leaning in so closely to me. He was all over me, not me all over him. Ha, I won. Inwardly I snickered with the pleasure of this known fact, although, I knew somehow he would turn it around on me.

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
[/i]

[Eri]

She was going to hate me soon, not that I really cared. I relished in the hatred that bathed me constantly. It amused me so since so many were powerless against me. Oh yes I wasn't above using my power against others, surely that should have been obvious by now. But this girl, hell I didn't even know her name, not like I needed too. Likely as not I'd never even see her again, pity for her. She wouldn't get to bask in the glory that was me. Yeaah, maybe just a touch too much self-confidence, but I didn't give a damn. I did note rather dryly that she was keeping quiet. Of course my little duckling, you can't beat me. And you'll never be able to, unless I decide to let you. And I don't like coming in second place.
I eyed her calmly as she giggled. What was so funny? Not like it really mattered, I wasn't exactly known for laughing at the right moments either. But I was mentally deranged, I just didn't admit it, often. One of my arms twitched when her fangs were at my neck and an extremely low pitched growl rumbled in my throat. I didn't appreciate vampires near my throat, and most of them got a rather swift beheading. I stopped my hand though it was close to her neck though instead of trying to kill her as every instinct demanded, instead I tapped her jaw. "You'd be dead the instant your fangs broke skin. My blood is my own and I don't share it too lightly. I don't feel like having fledglings gaining part of my strength and will eventually be stronger than me when older." It just wasn't happening, sorry my ducky.
She seemed distracted by something. I frowned for a moment. Now what could be more interesting than me? Why nothing of course. Except for a horde of weres intent on killing us, but it wouldn't take long to slaughter them anyways. My eyes glinted slightly at the thought of the carnage I would soon be leaving in my wake, and this girl should be the first in the long line that was to follow, but frankly, I was in too good of a mood to get myself bloodied up. I needed to look nice after all. For what? Wait and see, wait and see.
I smirked inwardly after her initial stiffness before she all but melted against me. Another point proven, and it was nice to know I still had my charm when I needed it. "Bait huh? There's no trap around here anyways." I said with a shrug as I eyed her. "But ducky, I do what I want when I want, right now you just happen to be more interesting than walking for now." I said with a shrug. Sad that that was most of the truth. Yes most, the other part, that I'd never admit, is that I was actually lonely hard to believe.
I smirked as I pulled away a bit, moving my body back. I looked down at her, a wicked gleam in my eyes. "You're too short you know that." I stated as a mostly rhetorical question. I released her hands, hey I could always grab her before she did some serious harm, and grabbed her waist, perhaps a little too roughly than what was needed as I lifted her until her head was even with mine. "There that's better isn't it?" I said with a wry smirk. Oh yes I knew it'd be easier for her to attack tender places, like my neck, but if I moved back she'd drop.
I shifted closer burying my face in her neck again, no fangs, for the most part unless they just barely grazed over her skin but rather kisses that would likely crush a human girl. Whoever said I was a nice or gentle guy anyways?[/size]

((OCC: it's crud compared to the last one v.v))

[~;;Vampires Kiss;;~]

[shadow=red,left,300]Evangeline[/shadow]

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

[/i][/size]

At the small clench of my fangs at his neck, I could feel the low growl rumble up from within him. Amazing, usually most just smacked you around, yelled at you, attacked you. Self control, it was amazing, for the most part. As I pulled away, his hand reached towards my throat, fingers lingering. Would he dare? No, something changed, his malicious intent seeming to fade away as he tapped my jaw line You'd be dead the instant your fangs broke skin. My blood is my own and I don't share it too lightly. I don't feel like having fledglings gaining part of my strength and will eventually be stronger than me when older I glanced at him under a cool gaze, pondering what to say. What did I want to say to that? Of course, a small part of anger flared up inside of me. Fledging? I was no fledging! It was like calling an adult woman a child. I'm no fledging, though I have no interest in feeding from you. It had started off as a low growl, much like his own, very subtle, and somehow smoothed out into a low whisper, as my gaze fell down to the ground, raising back up within moments to catch his own again. Why would I want to drink from one of my own? I wasn't a cannibal, he should have known better. Internally, my eyes rolled. He had taken it the stupid male way, of course. He had thought I actually wanted to pierce his neck and suck him dry, and then leave. Right, because there wasn't a world full of humans, nor was there better things I could find to do with him.

My attention went back to him as he spoke again, Bait huh? There's no trap around here anyways. He shrugged, watching my Cooley. Well, alright sure there wasn't an actual trap, however he had given me all that I had wanted. He had proven to me, that even a low blow, easy to come on and off, seductive card, was enough to send even the oldest of males into a frenzy. But ducky, I do what I want when I want, right now you just happen to be more interesting than walking for now. I leaned against the tree, brow raised. Oh, well, I was so terribly happy to know that I was more interesting than a stroll through the woods. Wow, that made me feel great about myself. I must be a bit more interesting than that. I began, a little defensive. I wasn't just some toy, although right now I was probably fun for him to play with. Oh, yes, they just loved to see a girl pinned against a tree, begging for more. I rolled my eyes, stupid male. And to think, I had thought he was different! He had said so. Lies. Otherwise you wouldn't keep me here, as you do My gaze flicked up to my wrists, pinned in one of his large hands against the tree. Of course, now he couldn't play the "You can walk away at any point" card. Sure, he could let me go, however then I would need to get through him, a little bit harder of a task to do than getting loose in the first place. Internally, I settled down, deciding I must have tickled some fancy of his if he dared to keep me pinned to a tree, and forcefully kiss me. It wasn't even an option, I had no say in it. Of course, that wasn't to say I didn't enjoy it. I did, deeply, but none the less many other males wouldn't have dared to put themselves in the position he was in.

He pulled back a bit, smirking as he did so, a devilish gleam catching his eye. My brow raised, wondering what his next move would be. Sadly, he was in control of me, and I had no other choice, whether I liked it or not. Sad that the only way he could control me was by basically immobilizing me. You're too short you know that He grinned lightly, releasing my wrists. What? Was that the end? My hand dropped to my sides, and I rubbed them, odd they hurt, of course, they were dainty, as usual. Natural breeding, not my fault. I glanced up at him, returning his same grin Maybe you're just too tall? A light giggle erupted at the end. It all depends on how one chooses to view it. Of course, being distracted with my wrists, his next action surprised me. His large hands gripped my slender waist, rougher than I had ever experienced, lifting me to his height, pinning me with his body to the large tree. In surprise, I had allowed a small gasp, feeling my bodice slammed against the large aching oak, and another inaudible sound escaped my lips, something that was a cross between pain, and pleasure, mostly pleasure. There that's better isn't it? He grinned wryly, and I smiled, pleased with his decision. My arms wrapped around his broad shoulders, hands laying limp behind the base of his neck, crossed over each other. Much I whispered, leaning in to kiss the tenders of his jaw line lightly. I wouldn't go further, I had had my warning, and I was pleased with how masculine he really was. Much more so than many other males I had come across.

My cool blue gaze stared into his for a moment, a question forming in my mind. What was his name? So far, I had only his looks memorized. I would know him when I saw him, but how would I be sure? What would I call out? I wasn't about to let such a fitting male escape my clutches so easily. From what I could tell, so far he was, well, perfect. He was just about everything I wanted and needed rolled into one. He was strong enough to control me, quick enough to wrestle me in, and cute enough to get me to comply with whatever he wanted. Odd, usually I couldn't find even one of those features in a guy. He shifted closer, pressing his face into the crook of my neck, roughly kissing it, his fangs only slightly grazing over the pale skin he held. My head leaned the other way, allowing him more opportunity. He was rough, much rougher than I had intended, he probably would have squished any ordinary human, and at least scared the crap out of any other vampiress. Any other girl would have been pushing him away, screaming at him, trying to escape, but instead I stayed where I was, pinned between him and the massive tree. My bare legs wrapped around his, and my arms lingered where they were, as I softly moaned each time his lips touched my neck, each time I could feel my bodice pressed into harder and harder, the bark of the tree pressing uncomfortably into my flesh. It was soft, quiet, but there none the less. I wouldn't hide the pleasure I was feeling, although the loss of his name bothered me. What else was I suppose to call out while enjoying myself?

I frowned lightly, feeling my skull move up to its normal position, my sight catching his auburn hair. My fingers toyed with the end of it, pulling the tips lightly, frowning as he busied himself. No name to call out was odd, it was, awkward. Was I meant to just be pinned here while some strange male took advantage of me? No, that wouldn't do. And what about him? He didn't have my name either, the odd position he was in as well, not knowing who's neck he was currently busied with. I kissed the tip of his ear lightly, my fingers rolling casually up and down his spine, my lids slowly opening and closing as I inhaled his scent, attempting to place it all together. No luck, I had no idea who he was, he wasn't even familiar to me. You know, its odd, I began slowly, a mere whisper as I stared into the deep red of his coat, my fingers tracing small patterns. You, somehow, managed to get past the frigid bitch I am, and now you have a partially different girl. I frowned. And I'm not quite sure, if I like it, or hate it. On top of the fact, I don't even have your name I glanced at him, wondering what he thought of this. Here I was, some random girl in the woods, that he had managed to snag up. Another rough kiss sent shivers down my spine, as my legs gripped him harder, my fingers tracing a bit faster before they slowed down to their calm pace, attempting to return back to my thoughts. Was I often like this? No, never, I suppose that was what had caught me by surprise the most. I wasn't ever caught off of my guard, and I chuckled lightly, a small grin dancing along my features, You know, if any other caught me like this, they would be dead It was a whisper, as I tenderly kissed his jawline. Most likely, he wouldn't believe me, but if he stuck around long enough, perhaps I would show him. Perhaps I would dare another male into performing the same actions, and then show him how much of a bitch I really could be. But, you probably don't believe me I whispered, shrugging lightly as my eyes rolled open, tracing small figure eights in between his shoulder blades, dancing along his spine lightly.

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
[/i]

[Eri]

She seemed so....malleable...under my hands, never fighting back and letting me do what I pleased. I was almost starting to lose interest though. I liked a bit of a challenge in my conquests after all. I grunted slightly in laughter at her comment about not being a fledgling. "Ducky, compared to me you're still a baby in swadlings." I murmured. Horrible to think I was what, over five thousand now? I'd lost count after the first couple millenniums, I really hadn't seen the point in doing so. I knew when my birthday was, just not my exact age and I really didn't feel like knowing that number. And she was what? Less than five hundred if I was any good at judging age. I was what? Ten times older than she was? How disturbing, to others. I did not, rather distantly that she'd backed off a bit at my growl. Good girl, I didn't really feel like dismembering my current play toy, at least not yet, not ever if she played her cards right.
I chuckled, the sound rumbling deep from within my chest at her comments. "Perhaps, but who simply says I'm not amusing myself with the first, rather willing subject, that I encountered?" I asked, pulling my face away from her.
I my eyes shut and my bottom lip twitched at her response. Asami had always said I was too tall. My fangs sank into my lip, only stopping when I tasted the metallic tang on my tongue and I opened my eyes and grinned slightly. "But I like my height, I can look down on so many others and they must look up to me." Those words, so easily said even after so many thousands of years, still held that playfulness they'd held so long ago. I grimaced again, ignoring the rip of pain from the puncture marks on my lip. I'd suffered worse, hell I was dealing with a what? Almost five thousand year old hole in my heart that suddenly felt as fresh as if I was back with Asami and had witnessed her murder, again.
A rather deep rumbling growl echoed from my chest at how weak I had been. Helpless, pathetic, a waste, I hadn't even been worth the effort of the others to dispatch me, and how I had begged. I couldn't bear the thought of having been separated from her, but no. Those fuckers had thought it funnier to watch me suffer.
I'd missed her words, but felt her shifting to settle around me and as much as I hated to admit it, I welcomed the release from my past. It very rarely bothered me too, which is the part that disturbed me and made me want to rid my mind of those poisonous thoughts, they'd only put me in a bitter mind-set and I didn't like that.
She seemed almost hesitant suddenly and I eyed her curiously, noting rather dryly that for my height she was almost perfect, at least in positions like this. I grinned at my thoughts, not wanting to share them with her right now. Let her wonder what I had found so funny after my little outburst which hadn't been directed at her. But would she realize that? I didn't know, and if she took offense then she was rather idiotic, and I could simply drop her like a sack of potatoes if I really wanted to.
I started kissing the other side of her neck with a little less force though at her sounds I shifted a little closer. Hey, I was a guy that had been alone for so long it wasn't even funny. I noted with a small smile and light kick of my diaphragm that I was likely staining her neck with my blood. I paused for a moment, not lifting my face. "Well damn, it looks like I've gone and made a little bit of a mess, ma chérie" I murmured, chuckling slightly.
I could feel her playing with my hair then and it felt so odd, strange, almost awkward to me and almost every part of me was repulsed by her touching. The parts that were still loyal to Asami even after so long, like my heart. Good thing my mind ruled my heart and it said this wasn't so bad. And then her hands down and my breath was caught in a sharp intake, almost hissing past my teeth even as my heart screamed no. I pulled away even as she spoke, almost musing aloud at how special I was. Tell me something I don't know ducky.
I chuckled slightly when she mentioned not having my name. "But, ma chérie, you never asked for it." I simply stated with that smile I knew had irritated countless others to the point of attacking me. "A name for a name my ducky, but I am Karasu Rath, Lord of the Corvus....I'd bow as is proper, but then you'd end up falling or I'd put a dent in the tree with my skull, neither of which seem to be pleasing ideas." I said with a wicked chuckle. Dun, dun, dun, yes ducky, I am a clan leader I just find that title too belittling for my liking. And yes, I was actually a relatively cultured being, when I so chose to be. I just had more fun being the egotistical asshole that everyone loved to hate.
Her sudden enthusiasm sparked my own even if I knew my touch was growing softer though she soon relax and that caused my brow to furrow slightly and I sighed inwardly. Frustration, that was something I normally didn't encounter. Sure things didn't always go my way but I forced them to go my way. Her will seemed almost as great as my own which made things a little more tricky but also made it a more exciting challenge.
She mentioned that any other male creature would be dead if they attempted to take the liberties I was getting away with and mentioned me not believing her more than likely. "I told you I was different did I not? You're lucky though, not many survive their first encounter with me." I asked, raising an eyebrow with a crooked little smile. I'd warned her hadn't I? She was the one that didn't believe me. Heey, and look, I wasn't planning on killing her, and perhaps even planning on finding her again. Aren't I such a sweet guy? When I feel like it at least.
At her touch against my spine my knees felt suddenly weak and paused, tilting my head so my forehead was against her neck and my eyes were shut tightly even as chills raced up and down my spine and I fought to keep my breathing relatively even under her touch. Good chills, but it was so strange even as my heart within my heart ranted and raved about betrayal and how Asami would feel about this. Asami had never cared though, to her I'd been a literal god and she hadn't cared if I'd taken more lovers than just her, but I hadn't, she'd been enough for me.
I released a shuddering gasp, most unlike myself but I didn't give a damn. "Don't.....stop." I managed to force out before regaining some slight composure of myself and lifted my head to watch for any reaction before a switch seemed to flip in my brain and decided that I didn't want to play with her neck anymore, I wanted something a little different. Damn, this girl really didn't know what she was playing with. Or maybe she did and enjoyed it just as I did. Wouldn't surprise me really. My head moved forward bringing my mouth to her's in a passionate kiss, not really caring or noting if my lip was still bleeding or not, that was softer than before, but still insistent. Heh, I don't think I really ever could submit to anyone unless I really wanted to or they managed to capture my heart which was basically impossible to do.
Don't get me wrong, some special girl was likely to come by and wrest the chains from my heart that still clung to my beloved Asami but then what would happen? Would my purpose be gone? I was almost scared to find out, and fear has always been an unknown emotion to me. Wrath, depression, joy, assholery, those four words just about summed up my emotions. Pretty sad really. My mood right now? Indescribable.
Would she notice the change though? More than likely. I doubted she was idiotic enough not to notice how roughly she was getting handled though I would admit I probably had been rougher than I should have been, but I wasn't one to apologize unless I truly felt pity for another. Did I pity her? Hell no but I didn't know what I felt towards her. Hunger? Longing? Resentment? Annoyance? The urge to dominate? All fit and yet none fit. Ugh, my brain was starting to hurt with the amount of thinking I was doing and it was rather starting to irritate me. [/size]

WOO! Another monster post!

[~;;Vampires Kiss;;~]

[shadow=red,left,300]Evangeline[/shadow]

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

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Ducky, compared to me you're still a baby in swadlings. I frowned lightly, pulling back from him a tad bit, trying to see the age in his face. Curse vampire's good genes, they always mislead one. Well, none the less, I had to admit I was young, if you considered 256 to be "young". To a vampire, indeed it was, but, well, to the rest of everyone else, they were lucky if they saw 90. My mouth opened, before I sighed, not bothering to argue the point with him. Inside, a small angry fire flared up, frustrated with being argued over every little point. By my next comment, he had me ready to lash out. If only I weren't so high up. I couldn't actually attack him, so I supposed that words would have to do Perhaps, but who simply says I'm not amusing myself with the first, rather willing subject, that I encountered? I glared hard at him for a moment. My little bitch fit rage earlier was ready to show its ugly side again if he really wanted to push it. Whoa. Wait a second I began, putting my hands across his shoulders. So broad, so wide, so, strong. My toes curled with the heat, damn him! Damn him to hell, for being here, this close, taking advantage of me. I glared at the ground hard for a moment, before lifting my gaze back up. Most vampires don't "amuse" themselves by pinning some random girl they found in the woods to a tree. Then forcefully kiss her, and then lift her to your height. That's not what I would call "amused" mister My brow raised, my tone a tad bit angry, a tad bit sarcastic. He could (and would) take it either way he wanted to, I knew he would. However, I really didn't want to be dropped, nor did I want him to walk away. None the less, I'd probably attack him, and he would be all over me again. I rolled my eyes, chuckling lightly at the thought.

But I like my height, I can look down on so many others and they must look up to me. My brow raised, a light chuckle again erupting from my perfect lips, glancing down at the ground, and then back up at him, a look in my face somehow speaking "You realize where I am now, right?" Oh, the irony, he was rather funny, everything he said he seemed to go back on, and it amused me. Of course, he must have not seen the humor in it, and instead he grimaced, looking at the ground as he did so. Again, did I act like I cared? No, generally I didn't care what others thought or felt. I sighed, leaning against the tree, allowing him another one of his odd moments. Seriously, he had a hot babe pinned against a tree, and instead he would rather think about, whatever it was, and totally ignore me, while having a mini-seizure? Perhaps I needed to calm down a bit, after all, I was in quite the rush to just get back into his limelight, but none the less, it bothered me. Was there another? Was he just really amusing himself? Perhaps the sex with her wasn't good, and he was hoping for something better? A small growl haunted my throat for a moment, odd enough, it seemed to be a lot louder than I had intended, or even performed. I glanced at him, realizing he had also joined me. What? Were we frustrated we were stuck in some hardship, and probably couldn't have two? Tough luck, better try again buck-o. Of course, it was only then, as my attention slowly turned back to him, that I realized the blood slowly leaking from his lips. He had bit himself, but why? I pondered lightly, trying to figure it out. What would cause me to bite myself? Sexual drive, frustration, perhaps accidental. Well, this wasn't accidental.

But why would he be frustrated? Perhaps there wasn't another, perhaps it was some invisible force stopping him from doing as he pleased. Good, I hoped it was the latter, we could always work those at. The first, not so much, and I didn't want to share. I wasn't very friendly, if he hadn't noticed. Well, I was overly friendly with him, others, mmm, not so much. Of course, a switch seemed to flip in his mind again, perhaps he had MPD? No, I smiled lightly, watching as he grinned at me. My smile faded, and my brow raised again in question, Dare I ask, what you find so, amusing? I thought for a moment in the right word to end that sentence. Now he had me curious, what was the growling and grinning for? Two totally different people it seemed. Well, perhaps not, maybe his moment was just him thinking for about something, maybe his next move? Which, oh so pleased me, as I felt his lips move over the other side of my neck, feeling the sweet sticky blood grace over the pale skin happily. His large body shifted closer to me, and I inhaled deeply, eyes closing slowly, then reopening at the same pace, thrilled with his body as close as he was. My eyes rolled, as I moaned again, softly. He wasn't as forceful this time, which I found both surprising, and slightly displeasing, none the less, I would happily take it over nothing. I felt his lips peel away for a moment, his voice murmuring soft lyrics Well damn, it looks like I've gone and made a little bit of a mess, ma chérie His voice was light, followed by a chuckle in the same tone. I grinned, admiring his use of French instead of "ducky". It was a little more suiting. Its alright I whispered, I have to bathe anyways I rolled my eyes. At this point, I couldn't become any more of a bigger mess. Although, I supposed I really wasn't that bad, it could have been worse.

As I mused aloud, again he seemed to snap, and my brow raise, listening as he inhaled sharply, his breath a hiss through his teeth. Well, what the hell was that for? Did he not like me speaking my mind? Did he expect me to suppress myself for him, due to the fact I was female? A low, light growl flared up inside me. Perhaps it was just me, however I hated sexism more than anything, and this world seemed to be full of it. Of course, he chuckled again as I finished, speaking in a lighter tone. But, ma chérie, you never asked for it He pulled away from me, and my brow raised. Perhaps he didn't understand? I mocked his chuckle in a more female way. Well, I'm asking for it now I grinned, waiting as he slowly responded. His smile slightly irritated me, and I didn't try to hide it very well from my features. It was, cocky, as though it were my fault. Right, so now he was chivalric? A name for a name my ducky, but I am Karasu Rath, Lord of the Corvus....I'd bow as is proper, but then you'd end up falling or I'd put a dent in the tree with my skull, neither of which seem to be pleasing ideas I was pleased to now have the name of the male that held me in his clutches, and giggled along with his chuckle. Karasu I whispered, putting his facial features together with the name. It fit him, rather well in fact. My hands ran along my bodice at his second comment, thinking for a moment, Or well, put a dent in me. Both of which I wouldn't be very thrilled with My lacy long fingers dragged back up the corset, bumping in and out with the ribs, of which, you could see, but weren't clearly defined. My eyes moved back up to his, grinning wickedly.

I leaned back against the tree, a small smirk dancing across my features. Well, as for me. Hm, I suppose, I am whoever I want to be, whoever I say I am, or someday hope to be. No? Trickery, it was fun. Indeed, I could lie and give him a false name of an enemy, and then perhaps he would kill her instead of me. That would be thrilling. I shook the thoughts from my head, giggling lightly. I am Evangeline Rose, if it so pleases you I still grinned lightly Leader of the Deneb clan. I'd curtsy, but, currently I'm stuck to a tree, and I'd rather not fall, thank you very much I mused with a chuckle, attempting to give the same formal introduction he had. His touch seemed to grow a bit softer, and inside I was both thrilled and disappointed. Perhaps he wasn't really as rough as he had come off as? Of course, the softer he was, the rougher he seemed when he was. There were pro's and con's to each, and so far, I felt, odd. He was sending so many mixed signals. One minute, he was growling into the ground, the next, he was on top of me, neck humping. Did he want me, or not? What was holding him back? I sighed, if there was one thing I didn't like, it was confusion, and so far, he had me at my wits end. Although, I supposed that if I asked him, then I would find out what really lay underneath, perhaps. If he stormed off, then I would easily forget about it, him, though it would slightly pain me too. It wasn't common I came across one that actually tickled my fancy. Well, actually, there hadn't been one since Cethin. None the less, it would thwart my reason for staying away from males, he would only be another encounter to remember, another reason behind my mind.

I told you I was different did I not? You're lucky though, not many survive their first encounter with me I sighed, noting his crooked little grin and raised brow. Yes, I, suppose I drawled, my fingers tickling along his spine, as I giggled lightly. So, maybe he did believe me. Well, so far I was all talk and no action, none the less, he seemed to believe me. At least, thats how I took it. I seemed to loose time for a moment, staring blankly into a tree, feeling his head lower beside my neck again. I waited for the pleasure that would soon engulf me, however he seemed to be full of surprises, and instead I could feel the top of his head at my jaw, his auburn hairs' soft touch against my neck. I glanced down at him for a moment, confused. I paused, wondering if he was alright, listening as he seemed to fight for breath. He gasped for a moment, shuddering, and I glanced at him with surprise, and a small amount of concern. If he had seen it, I could always say I just didn't want to be dropped, but none the less, in harsh breaths his words found the surface, breaking the soft air that seemed still around us. Don't.....stop He whispered, his gaze moving up to meet mine, as I stiffened against the tree he held me to, wondering what had gone wrong. Of course, within a moments time I realized what he meant, and a light smile danced across my features, a small, pleased grin lurking in there somewhere. My fingers began dancing over his spine again, as I exhaled the breath I seemed to hold for so long. I wont, don't worry I whispered with a small chuckle at the end. Softly, I drew small designs into the blood red trench coat, right above his spine, in between two massive shoulder blades that stood like mountains on either side.

He shifted closer, as my fingers still danced lightly, bringing his lips to mine with a fiery passion I deeply found myself enjoying. The taste of his blood still lingered on his lips, the bleeding seeming to have slowed, but not completely stopped, only making it all the better. His touch was softer, however he was still insistent, which made it all the more interesting, and I grinned inside. Of course, I wasn't a soft girl, things weren't always supposed to be soft, though I did enjoy them when they came along. I leaned into him, being a bit more forceful in return, soft whisper like noises dancing in the back of my throat, whimpers of pleasure. Damn him, damn him to hell, no one had ever caught me in such a state. I mean, a whimper? I never whimpered, even when I was lost in the woods alone, on my own the very first night I had been turned. I didn't whimper when I had been beaten into a quivering pulp, bleeding on the ground as cruel men stood around me, I never whimpered. It was, as of now, ridiculous what he was making me do. I pressed into him more, a lot more rougher this time, exhaling deeply as my frustrations somehow exploded in a kiss form. Odd, that had never happened before. What was this nonsense? Did I hate him, or enjoy him? Did I want him around forever, or did I want to shove him away and scream at him? What. The. Fuck. Confusion, it was annoying, very, annoying. I hadn't had to experience such a thing, surely he had the same thing going on, perhaps not. After all, his mood seemed to have changed drastically, from being the rough and tough guy, to now this soft, almost sweet romantic guy. What the hell was his issue? Just pick one already!

I pulled away from him, hands resting on his shoulders as my gaze locked onto his, searching for a moment, trying to see what he saw. My eyes closed, and I exhaled deeply, winding my arms around him again to dance along his spine. I had told him I wouldn't stop, I had no intentions now. My eyes slowly opened, as I stared at the ground, feeling my legs grip him a little tighter. You confuse me so much, Karasu I whisper, his name rolling off of my tongue a little more seductive than I had intended. Ah well. I can tell, somethings bothering you, something you may or may not want to share? My brow poised in question as my blue eyes lifted to meet his. And, I'd rather you tell me the truth, or not tell me at all I meant it as sweetly as possible, I didn't want a lie, not that he was a liar. So far, he proved to be different. On top of the fact, one minute, you seem lost in some, horrid, or maybe not, thought, and then, you seem to snap back to reality. I cant put it together. I sighed. So, frustrating! And, I'm actually hoping I'm really not something you're just playing with. I grinned lightly, with a small chuckle at the end, although, in my tone it was clear I really had meant it. Too clingy? I didn't think so. I would rather him not play with me, and move along my merry way unharmed, then to actually have my heart torn apart again. It was the truth, perhaps I put on such a big bad persona because of what I had been through, maybe it was just to hide my little glass heart that hide itself so well inside the monster I was. I don't feel it fair to be yanked around, just because you're bored. I don't need to end up like I was over 200 hundred plus some odd years ago It was a whisper, as I flinched at the memory. Would he tell me? Perhaps, becoming a bit softer would ward him away, maybe it would only disgust him and drive him off. Clingy? I hoped not, and I thought for a moment at what I had said, before lifting my glazed gaze to his, a small amount of hatred burning in my blue eyes. And if you dare, tell anyone, about our little 'play time' session, I swear, I shook my head, not even bothering to put in the end part of the sentence. He could probably piece it all together. There was the Eve he had first met! She was still alive, burning well, and I grinned a little. Honestly, I didn't want him to leave, I wanted to stay right here for well, ever. But, it would end, maybe right now, maybe not, secretly inside, I prayed he wouldn't get upset with me, though I didn't show it on the outside. What he didn't know, couldn't hurt him, and at least I had spoken the truth. After all, wasn't I allowed one small, girl like moment? He wouldn't understand unless he gave me the chance to explain. I sighed again, leaning in to kiss him softly, almost wishing to whisper, Don't leave, my fingers still dancing along his spine lightly. Commitment, no, that wasnt at all what I was after. Someone to pass the time with, and not use me as so many had before? Yea, that sounded a little more like me.

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
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She seemed to be having issues of her own. She was still malleable but she seemed almost hesitant, or leery of something. I could almost feel her frown and I sighed inwardly as she seemed to be thinking about something. What was she thinking about. I gazed at her face, trying to figure it out but I didn't know her well enough to know what a twitch or anything could mean, except for extremely obvious signs of course, c'mon, give me a break I'm not entirely stupid. One of my hands had shifted to trace my fingers from her knee up her thigh even as she glared and told me to wait and tried to wring an explanation out of me. "But ducky, you have to think that with the era I was born into this would be wrong in so many ways if it was serious." I said, almost trying to provoke her, and yet not trying to as I gazed at her calmly. I really was strange. "See, if my parents were still alive and found out about this I would be forced to be your mate and provide for you, and I don't think you'd appreciate being forced to simply be degraded to a housewife that exists solely for my pleasure." I said with a wink, my words mildly muddled. Not like she wasn't existing for my pleasure right now, but I meant for the rest of our lives. I don't think very many could actually deal with the stress of that. I really didn't want to keep talking, at least with words. I really was a naughty guy, oh well.
I noted her look and chuckled softly. "There are special occasions where it's not absolutely necessary to be the largest around, or there are just times where one does not wish to throw out one's back from having to bend over." I said with a brief little smile that was full of mischief. Though it seemed she really did talk a lot. The corner of my mouth twitched slightly, it seemed I was rather getting impatient. How, pathetic. I blinked in surprise realizing that my growl had had an echo. Was something bothering her? It seemed to be that way. How queer.
I chuckled slightly when she asked if she should bother asking what I found so amusing. My hand that had been trailing up her thigh lifted and brushed past her forehead. "Just thinking to myself." I said with a grin and shrug. I paused for a moment, tapping my chin with a finger as if I was thinking. "Though I suppose if you must know I was thinking, that for this position you're just about the right height for me." I said, wondering suddenly how she'd react.
I eyed the blood I'd left on her neck before a smirk toyed with my lips before I bent my head again and ran my tongue over a swatch of the my blood. "Or you know, I can always clean up my own mess." I said, trying not to laugh even though I hadn't lifted my head up quite yet so likely as not my lips were trailing over skin. I noted her growl though, I could feel it rumbling through her body and into mine. I merely tilted my head to the side though and looked at her ever so calmly. "Problems?" I said simply.
I grinned slightly when she mentioned she was asking for it. That could be taken a couple ways, but I decided to be a good boy and take it the way it'd been meant, with her asking for my name. She said my name rather reverently and that made me tilt my head before a small smile spread over my mouth. Was she already thinking of me as the master? Perhaps, I didn't know, I couldn't read minds like so many before or even after me could.
In fact my patience was rewarded, even if my body was growing more and more frustrated as time kept passing. So she was the leader of the Deneb huh? Oh well, they were already all but at my mercy of my whims judging by horse this girl was acting. Tad bit of over-confidence? Try a hell of a lot more than what I probably should have. Oh well, I'd learned long ago those that move with the utmost confidence are often left alone compared to those that lurked in the shades and were furtive about their actions. I wasn't about to share my lessons with scum though. No way, no how, end of story, good bye and don't let the door hit you on your way out. "You're name suits you." I said simply. My diaphragm kicked slightly in a muted laugh at her comment. Well considering I don't feel like inflicting any more harm to this poor old tree, to myself or you perhaps we should leave more...formal...introductions for later." I said as a simply suggestion, even if she didn't there was no way as I was going to bother with that right now. I had other things on my mind anyways. It was her turn now, and if I had to coax it out of her, I would and I doubted it wouldn't take too much more effort on my part.
Any thoughts that where forming within my mind were quickly driven out as I felt her fingers dancing along my spine. I groaned softly. Damn her. Only Asami had ever managed to bring me this low, and yet, I didn't mind. Even while we kissing it seemed one of us had to be dominant, for every lack of force that was missing from my side it seemed she was trying to make up for her. I shifted without truly thinking, my hips moving in and up as I nipped a small bit at her own bottom lip, not trying to blood but the lips where such a tender place anyways. I could hear her making some sort of sound that sounded, wrong, coming from her. I made no remark, I was on my way to getting what I wanted so why bother? At least for now.
I bit back my growl when she pulled back though my gaze was perhaps a bit harsher than it normally was. I didn't like to be interrupted when I was going anything. She seemed rather adamant about talking too, and wanting to know what was going through my mind. I sighed trying to push my irritation away as I took one of her hands to place it on my chest of my heart. "There's a blackness in there that can't forget the love that once blossomed and was stolen from me when I was too weak to protect her. That hole feels likes it's being torn asunder even as we speak. It feels like I'm betraying her, even after nearly five thousand years." I said in a rather hushed tone. "And yet....yet I really don't know if that's truly what it is or if there's something else." I muttered so I barely even heard myself, let alone if she heard me. I didn't really care either way though. "Who's playing with whom? You seemed to be interested in trying to lure me in earlier after all." I said with the spark of the usual me returning. "If you expect to be treated like a toy then you will, but if you expect to be treated like something else then that is likely to happen as well." I said with a shrug, it probably didn't make sense anyways. I sniffed slightly when she mentioned not telling anyone about what had happened, and what likely happen to anyone. I reached up and flicked her nose lightly. "Now now ducky, you must realize you have a vital secret of mine that I don't want leaked around. Much of my power relies on nobody knowing that there is a vampire that is immune to the sun." I said with a small smile. "But you have my word, and if anyone else mentions it it seems that we've both been lax and haven't been paying attention to our surroundings then." I said with a smile. I sighed slightly. Were we done talking then? I seriously hoped so. The talking was getting on my nerves, especially since I honestly hated hearing my voice blabber on and on about mostly meaningless things.[/size]

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[shadow=red,left,300]Evangeline[/shadow]

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

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He seemed to grow more and more frustrated as the moments ticked by, but I didnt pay it any mind. He would be rewarded in the end, I was certain he would achieve whatever goal he was after. His hand moved to leaving tingeling trails up and down my knee, around and up to my thigh, reaching towards the dress more and more. I was pleased where he was going with this, and quickly he spoke, though I hardly paid it any mind But ducky, you have to think that with the era I was born into this would be wrong in so many ways if it was serious My closed eyes opened slowly to watch him. Right, his era, thousands of years ago. He still held onto as I did my own? Interesting. See, if my parents were still alive and found out about this I would be forced to be your mate and provide for you, and I don't think you'd appreciate being forced to simply be degraded to a housewife that exists solely for my pleasure My attention turned back to him, and a wicked grin spilled across my face. I had done it once, I would do it again, and I wouldnt turn into some mere housewife. I had betrayed my own parents, even on the day of my wedding. Had I not ran off, I would have been dead by now, which slightly disturbed me to think about. Though, I had to confess, being his pleasurable housewife, wouldnt be a totally bad thing, would it? I snickered, I betrayed my parents once. I would do it again in a heartbeat, and not give a flying fuck I whispered, with a small cackle at the end. Such a naughty, bad girl! I giggled inwardly, allowing a smooth grin to plaster itself across my face.

He must have understood the look I had flashed him, for he spoke quickly There are special occasions where it's not absolutely necessary to be the largest around, or there are just times where one does not wish to throw out one's back from having to bend over A rather sexy mischevious smile flickered across his face, and I merely grinned back. And there are some cases, when its absolutely necessary to be the largest around I whispered the last part, thrilling myself, and I was certain him, But sugar, dont throw you're back out. If it hurts, just let me know, I can take over I winked with another, cocky, sexy smile spreading across my face. He knew what I was talking about now, and I would have no trouble siezing the reins if he was unable to. Undoubtful, if anything I would probably be blown away, that is, if his first comment had applied correctly to his height, and not, what I had meant. His mouth twitched lightly, and I was certain he was rearing to go now. I was, in short, excited. I wanted to see exactly what he had in mind, and the more impaitent he became, the better it would be. I had learned that a long time ago. Hell, it had even been the case with Cethin, males seemed to explode the longer you kept them waiting, and I enjoyed it. Sick, no? Tease and taunt them, and then put them off for moments longer, before totally letting them off the chain. Actually, it sounded like a damn good plan.

He chuckled lightly, and my gaze caught his as I waited for what he had to say. Tick tock, tick tock, the moments went by the clock, and it was only building up Just thinking to myself He mused, and my brow raised. His hand moved from my thigh, brushing against my forehead before landing on his chin, tapping lightly as though he were thinking. Yes? I waited, finding myself growing a bit impatient. I was supposed to keep him at bay, not vice versa. Though I suppose if you must know I was thinking, that for this position you're just about the right height for me. My eyes grew wide as my brow shot up, my mouth falling open in disbelief. Had he really just said what I thought he had said? This position? I supposed, if he were rough, I would be in a bit more pain everywhere else, due to the old oak that would probably happily slice me apart. I snickered lightly, glancing at the ground, before back up at him. You know I started slowly, drawling it out, This isnt the only position I would be perfect for, I giggled lightly, a bit to innocent, even though there was clearly nothing innocent about me at the moment. Actually, there never was, he had just caught me in a mood, and now, I was happy to comply to his every whim. Well, most of them anyways. Oh yes, there was a whole list of positions I could come up with, though I supposed this one would do. I had had a wall, never a tree, this would be interesting, would it not? I liked to try new things, and I supposed that would be why I had allowed him so close.

He smiled, a smile lingering on his face as he spoke again Or you know, I can always clean up my own mess. I snickered at the idea, feeling his tongue run over the sticky blood that I didnt seem to mind clung to me. Actually, I took it in stride, but none the less, I could feel his lips lightly trail over the skin, his tounge cleaning the mess he had made. My eyes closed as I smiled. Of course, I should have known better, in our close quarters I had no doubt he hadnt felt my growl, and his head tilted to the side as he pulled back. Not, what I wanted. Problems? He asked with a cool collected look on his face. My hands laid against his chest, before slowly sliding up, embracing his shoulders and wrapping loosely around his neck, fingers trailing along his spine. No I merely whispered, feeling my legs grip him a tad bit tighter, kissing him passionatly for a second. As I whispered his name, his head tilted, a smirk spreading across his face, and I eyed him cooly, taking in what I could of it. Oh, so we liked that, didnt we? See, having names made it all the better, now I could toy with it and him, and drag him along wherever I wanted. Of course, he had mine, but I wasnt a becon and call girl. If he wanted it, he would have to come get it. the same sexy and seemingly confident smile spread over my face, feeling my left fang reveal itself, the right one being a bit more shy. I wasnt about to ask him if he liked it, the look on his face was clear as day to see.

You're name suits you I nodded in agreement, offering a normal polite smile. He chuckled, before speaking again, Well considering I don't feel like inflicting any more harm to this poor old tree, to myself or you perhaps we should leave more...formal...introductions for later I grinned, I agree. Perhaps later Yes, that meant plans for the future, and my fingers danced along his spine with a quicker pace. I was growing impatient, words were meaningless. I wasnt one for talk, I was more action based, and so far, I wasnt getting what I was looking for. He went silent, and I felt him shift closer. Of course, at this point I could rightfully assume that instincts were taking over every part of him, but I still gasped in surprise. His hips pressed in closer, before nipping upwards, his teeth nipping at my bottom lip. My eyes rolled, getting frustrated that the only thing that seperated us was clothes. Stupid things, mine were in tatters anyway, why didnt he bother to rip them off already?! Again, a moan broke through my lips at his actions, feeling my body thrill itself with the idea of what was about to take place. I could tell he meant to be gentle with nipping, yet he still cut the skin, however I didnt mind. My blood was sweet as it was, irrisistable. I had heard it from many, even Cethin had been drawn to me for it as a human. I bit my bottom lip, before pressing my mouth to his with passion, a burning desire I hadnt felt in so long. One hand moved up from his back, gripping the back of his head, my fingers knotting in his hair as I pressed myself into him. I gasped as though I were struggling for air, yet I wasnt, and he probably knew that.

He glared at me harshly when I had pushed him back for a moment, and I could tell, at this point he was a volcano. There's a blackness in there that can't forget the love that once blossomed and was stolen from me when I was too weak to protect her. That hole feels likes it's being torn asunder even as we speak. It feels like I'm betraying her, even after nearly five thousand years His large hand grabbed my smaller white one, moving it over his chest as he spoke, his tone growing hushed as he stared into the ground. Who would have guessed we had shared a similar past? And yet....yet I really don't know if that's truly what it is or if there's something else. It was hardly audible, but I had caught it none the less, my hand lingering over his heart. My gaze fell into the ground as well, until I turned my head, moving his hand over my breast to where my heart lay, my other hands fingers softly touching his jaw, and bringing his attention back to me. I stared into his eyes, hoping that without words, he would understand what I meant. We had shared, similar pasts. I didnt have the details on him, but at thoughts of Cethin I felt my mood begin to down climb again. I shook them away furiously, before gripping the back of his skull again, bringing him into a passionate and firey kiss, nipping at his bottom lip with less force than he had done to mine. My bottom still bled, and I could feel the blood leave a red path wherever my lips moved, and I smiled as my lips moved away from his, seeing the mess that lay about his chin and lips. I grinned, before licking it up as he had done to me, moving back to kiss him and only spread more blood.

His words sent angry shivers through my spine, as my gaze narrowed. I wasnt happy with all the talking, if anything he was starting to piss me off and ward me away. Who's playing with whom? You seemed to be interested in trying to lure me in earlier after all. I rolled my eyes I made a mistake. It was all I said, before nipping under his jaw, and moving back in for another long kiss. As I moved back, he spoke again, and a low growl sounded at my throat. Didnt he get the picture? If you expect to be treated like a toy then you will, but if you expect to be treated like something else then that is likely to happen as well. I pulled back enough to look into his eyes, moving back in, mere centimeters away from his lips as I spoke. I dont expect to be a toy I whispered, finally stopping with the tease, and giving him a long series of short kisses. As I pulled away again, his hand raised, flicking the tip of my nose lightly. I frowned, bringing both hands up to hold it, listening as he spoke, though clearly I wasnt thrilled, Now now ducky, you must realize you have a vital secret of mine that I don't want leaked around. Much of my power relies on nobody knowing that there is a vampire that is immune to the sun. An eye for an eye then I murmured. After all, I had a reputation to withhold, and until I had gotten all the facts on this guy, well, our little play date couldnt be spilled out into the open. But you have my word, and if anyone else mentions it it seems that we've both been lax and haven't been paying attention to our surroundings then. I rolled my eyes, kissing him again. Stop talking I whispered with a giggle, kissing him again and again, moving from his lips to his chin, to his jaw, and then back again.

Finally, the talking was done with, I hoped, and shivers ran within me as I felt his hips move again. How much longer did he intend to put me off?! Not that much longer for me. Within moments, I was done with clothing. I was tired of it, it was all that seperated us, and my eyes flashed open, moving down his body. Two buckles stood at his waist, and I busied him with myself, as my hands ran down his chest, finding the buckles happily. I undid them, thrilled that they had come apart so easily. My hands ran back up, undoing his breast plate a little rougher than I had with the buckles. The straps hung loose around him, and I grinned again, pleased that everything seemed to come undone so easily. That was good, right? At least it didnt mean I would be fighting with them. Perhaps he had set them up on purpose, hoping this chance would come along? Maybe not. I snickered lighly, feeling my hands reach up to his shoulders, folding underneath the blood red trench, dancing along his black shirt now, underneath the coat. I wanted him to take it off, but could he do so without dropping me? He could, I had faith, and I hoped he would understand what I meant. Each time his hips moved, I shivered, and didnt bother to make it discreet. Nor did my moaning stop, if anything it was only growing louder, more passionate, as I felt my need grow deeper and deeper. Dont tease me, Karasu I whispered in between kisses, allowing my hands to run along his biceps. Could I make it any more clearer? I wouldnt stop with the trench, no, however I had faith it would make a nice 'blanket' for when we grew tired of our tree.

After all, laying in the dirt wouldnt be much fun for either one of us, with the sticks and leaves, and god knows what died laying around. My hands ran along his bodice again, reaching down towards his pants, kissing him a little harder in hopes he would understand exactly what I meant. Clothes, all of it, off. Now. My eyes opened lazily, moving down to see the tatter remains of my dress. Well, it was pretty, however I was only going to throw it out. He could rip it apart if he wanted to. Hell, I wanted him to, and my hands pulled at the gentle down slopes around each breast, pausing a moment to stare him hard in the eye, lust consuming me. You can rip it off if you want I snickered. I was only throwing it away, it was better left here in tatters, a mere toy in our game. It would tear easily to, the bodice was thin, and I was certain what lie underneath he would find far more sexy, and even more thrilling to get undone. A purple, silver and black corset with snaps in the front lay underneath the dress, some of the steel bones poking through due to where the were's had torn it. Only the fabric had ripped, I only bought the best damn corsets around, and I silently hoped he wouldnt rip it. Though, if he did, it would only make things all the more interesting as he literatly tore his way through to get to me. The thong would be easy to dispose of, and probably fun. I chuckled, moving one of my thighs so it stroked him lightly, moving up and down softly, only coaxing him more to do what I was pratically begging for. Of course, he wasnt any better. Werent we just two peas in a pod?

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
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