Deadtown

Raven

I smile lazily as they tell me to get out I shake my head slowly saying “Well I ges I shall have to leave then don’t I?” I smile mockingly “but before I go” I lean over the cross bow kissing the one holding it on the lips before she can do a thing.

With out another ward I move out the door faster then any human could fallow not even many of my kind could have. I move silently to where my bike is staying in the shadows as I watch for the mutts. I crotch in a deeper shadow watching my bike I knots that theirs no sin of the flea bags that I hand killed.

As I wait to be sheer that there isn’t a trap set for me I see a Mercedes rip past my bike. I raze an eyebrow shaking my head thinking what is ther hery before looking back at my bike. I finely stand walking over to it my senses open reedy for any thing. I pick up my Harley and walk it in to vamp territory. I stop in front of an old warehouse. I think to my self these is the place I bot over the wed, I look around smiling as I see the building where those to two girls are it's only a bloc or so away.

I take the remote that claim in the mail out of my pocket. I look at a sec finding the right button. I push it casing the big doors to unlock and slide open for me. Once there open I push my bike in. I then shut the doors looking them. I put the kickstand down on the bike and I look at it smiling with relief other then the gas line and some new scratches and dents the bike is still good. I stand looking around smiling “welcome to your new home Raven not that I can call any plays my home but this will do until I get bored.” I say softly.

I walk deeper in to the old building looking at the walls smiling I think with the reinvasions that I had down before coming her these should be more saucer then fortnox. I chuckle the doors are made of three feet think rainforest titanium. The walls are six feet thick concert and steal. The windows are heavily tinted built proof well armor piercing built wouldn’t get throw with the first shot. There are hidden cameras every where and an alarm system that a strand vampire assign like my self would have a hard time getting throw undetected.

I walk up to the thread flour looking around I smile all of my stuff has made it ahead of me good. I go to a large tool kit finding my spare fuel line. I then go back down stars to my bike. I quickly put the fuel line on my bike I rev it a few times before I’m satisfied that every thing is still good.

I slide my lag over the set pushing stand up and hitting a button on the remote so the door opens behind me. I tair out of there heading to Far-city to fined my self a good meal. I move threw the mutts territory this time I don’t stop I just weave in and out of them as they try to stop me. I pole my sword out and lop off ones head just for shits and gigolos. I laugh as I see it's pack mates gather around it howling there frustrated anger as I move in to the part of the city that still acketchily has human in it.
 
'It'

This time, he sincerely got a look of hurt on his face. He shook his head, and watched as she and the blood sucker had their fun little chat. Once the vampire was gone, he took to hopping around again. "Really now, that wasn't a nice thing to say. Just because I'm a souless incarnation of evil and lust. Just because I'm a demon doesn't mean all I do is go around killing people. Jeez. Look at me, my basis of existance is sex. I don't even kill my 'victims'. Good God, I'm not even all that dominant!"

He blinked, noticing that 'She' was looking at him oddly. "What? Is this about that whole rape issue? Look, I'm an incubus. I have sex with women in their sleep. You were asleep, you're female...more or less,... Hey, nature took over. Is it my fault you decided to wake up? Hmm? I think not. Look, if you're going o get so pissed off, I'll go find something to fuck. I was just trying to benice. You want to live a life of pain and misery, fine, be my guest. See you in Hell. Literally. We'll do lunch."

He hopped into the air, beating his wings a while as he held himself in the air a moment, idlely wondering where to go tonight. Darkness closed around, deep and welcoming. His tongue slid across his lips as he felt a small breeze move through his black, unkempt hair.
 
Izabella

I stopped my car on the very edge of DeadTown. Stepping outside my car, I looked across the old metal bridge with a vague intrest.
Two male's stood on the bridge, each daring the other to come across it. See what 'spooky' things were on this side. Smiling, I stepped into the one street light. Illuminating my form the boys stopped arguing and pushing and gawked. One foot crossing before the other, I stepped forward. A seductive smile played across my lips as my mind beckoned them towards me.
"My god Billy! Look at her tits.."
"Uhhh yeah. Legs too.." They mumbled to each other as I stopped halfway across the bridge.
"Come to me boys.. Let me show you how a real lady fucks." They flinched a little, not expecting words from these rosey lips. Smiling a half cocked smile at them, they gulped down and moved forward.
"Billy! What are you doing?! Get back here!?"
"I-I don-don't know man.. b-but she's so hot" His voice was weak as he moved towards me.
"Come to me Billy. Come pleasure me, let me pleasure you. Come to me, don't fight it. You want it. You want me. You have no choice. You want it as much as I do!"
my mind held him in a trance like state as each step brought him closer to me. Laughing hysterically at his blank expression, I really got off on this shit. The other turned tail and ran, screaming for help, but no one lives on the edge of Far-city. Not with us demons so close.
My hand wrapped around Billy's throat as I lifted him slightly, cutting off his air, and yet like a wooden doll he did not fight me, instead moaned in pleasure. I set him down before me, my eyes closing slowly as I moved inch by inch towards him. He quivered under my fingertips, knowing I had control over him and he could not break that hazy fog over his mind.
My lips decended as did my fangs, sinking fully into his throat. I drank, and felt him shiver. I drank again and felt something wet hit my face. He was crying? How unmanly. I wanted to grin, but the thirst took over.
Sucking harder and harder, the red seeped somewhat from my suction on his neck down the curve to pool in the hollow by his collar bone. I moaned out, the pleasure of feeding making my temperature rise, higher and higher until I felt almost human myself. I ground myself against his thigh, my sex screaming to be touched while I fed.
Another tear fell on my face as his blank eyes stared but in their depths you could see his urge to fight it, to be set free. To live.
His heart slowed and mine sped up. Groaning in pleasure, I pressed harder against his thigh.
Growling in frustration, my jaw tightened and I accidently bit his throat out. He was useless to get off with. Fucking pathetic humans!
I pushed him from me, his dead body hitting the bridge.
"You failure!" I kicked him hard, sending him sailing into the murky water below. I spit his flesh from my mouth and used the back of my hand to wipe free my face. Dark eyes stared at the floating corpse for only a moment before I got back into my car and turned around. Speeding a hundred plus through town I got back to my place with in moments.
Hitting the remote, I opened up my towers and pulled into the basement parking garage. turning off my car, I sat there a moment. Just breathing heavily in and out. My pulse was still strumming an erotic beat in my breast, I was still boiling for some action. I needed to vent some anger, but how? I got out of my car, carefully so not to tear it apart. Shaking with the effort to control my boiling rage, I leaned against a cement pillar and closed my eyes. Just needed to calm myself a moment, then go and vent.
 
Cassandra

I watched the strangers sudden bravery and boldness, then his swiftness as he left the room. For a moment I stood there, looking at the door. I knew by the way Steel had dropped him to the couch and let him bounce to the floor that he would surely pay for that one kiss.

Slowly I stepped around Steel to face her, there upon her features danced a look of shock and in her eyes a look of anger I had seen few times. "Was it the kiss it'self or being caught off gaurd.." I thought silently, but could not come up with an answer.

It was then I did something I had never done before. After taking a deep breath I stepped closer to her, a hand pushing away her crossbow the other brushing her hair away from her face. My lips pressed to hers, it was a new sensation to feel the plethora of peircings toy with my lips. I pulled back whispering softly..

"His kiss....maybe not gone, nor forgotten, but now covered by something less vulgar. He will cross our path again." I turned away from her and found my trunk. From within it I retrieved my black cloak and pulled it around my shoulders, all the while hoping that I had not overstepped my bounds with my sudden boldness.
 
Ravin

As I ride threw the streets wiving threw the undead as they aper I see the Mercedes rip by me agene coming form the bridge to Far-city. I frown thinking who is that. I shrug I’ll fined out sooner or latter. I slow down as I see a dead man laying next to the bride. I smile so that’s what’s left of the Mercedes driver’s meal. I laugh and reeve up my harly tarring across the bridge. I move threw the deserted streets of Far-city smiling that know one would live so close to the deadtown I slow as I finely com to more busy streets. I look around at the clubs looking for a good place to eat.

I finely pole in to a biker bar parking my bike at the end of a long row of others. I get of my bike looking at a group of guys hanging out near the door. Harassing a good looking blonde with desont tits. I smile thinking this could be fun for me any way.

I walk over to them saying “What’s going on her.” I smile winningly at the men as they tern to me.

One says “mined your own biasness.” As anther slide he’s hand up the girls skirt causing her to whimper with fear.

“I don’t think she likes that boys” I say in a flippant tone of voice. As I push past the first one shoving the one fondling her aside.

I smile down in to her eyes my mined soothing hers reashering her that I was there to help, or so I made her think.

I sense movement behind me I tern fluwedly grabbing the mans fist as it swings at my head holding a crowbar. With a twitch of movement I bend his hand back, I smile as I hear tendons tair and bone grind and finely snap. I thrust hem back in to his friend cradling his arm.

I duck quickly as a chain whistles over where my head was my fist flying out hitting the man in the chest. I chuckle at the sound of snapping bone and his cry of pain as he drops to the ground holding his chest the rich sent of blood filing the air. I smile evilly at the rest of them daring them to keep coming. Another man yells as he swings a mushedy at me. I easily dodge his swing my hand flying to his wrist forcing hem to keep swinging until the mushedy cuts deep in to his own throat blood spotting like a fountain spraying he’s friends.

With these the rest of the gang quickly run to there bikes riding away as fast as they can. I smile down on the two dead bodies at my feet blood soaking the ground. I tern to the cowering girl holding my hand out to her a kind smile on my lips as I say “com I’ll take you home.”

She hesitantly takes my hand as my mined gives her a gentle nubg. I lead the way back to my bike we get on with her holding tit to my medal shaking with fear at what almost happened to her and what she saw me do.

I look over my shoulder at her asking “where do you live my dear?”

She looks at me a few seconds trying to think clearly before she whisper her address in a shaky voice. I pole out of the biker club parking lot driving quickly to her apartment building. I take her up to her apartment give her another nudge with my mined encouraging her to ask me in.

She looks at me blankly before saying “come in and have some thing to drink.”

I smile as I fallow her in to her living room. I look around making sheer there is know one her to interfere with my feeding. I then pole her to me kissing her deeply as my mined stimulates her plesher centers. She moans in to my mouth as her hips begin to grinded in to me. I can smell her juices begin to flow socking her panties sending a strong sent of lust threw the aire. I take in a deep breth sying with delits as her musk exits me.

I kiss my way down to her neck my teeth extending to there fowl length as I kiss her neck gently causing her to moan louder. I let my teeth gently since in to her neck this time I moan as her hot blood floods in to my mouth hot and thick with her excitement. I hear her cry out with the most intense orgasm of her life. I moan as her blood fells my mouth moaning with it’s intoxicating taste. I pole her life out of her and in to me her blood worming my cold lifeless skin. I take my time draining her savoring every droop of her blood letting her orgasm last longer then any normal one could possibly last.

I finely let her lifeless body drop to the ground as her hear bets one last time. I stretch like a cat waking form a long nape my face has a healthy flush to it as if I was still alive. I like my lips cleaning last droplet of blood off of my lips. I then walk out the door closing it behind me as I go down to my bike. I straddle it looking around wondering what I was in the mood for next.
 
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A vast fog flows into Deadtown. Uncommon as it was for weather to touch the streets of Deadtown in such a way, most of the night stallkers didn't seek shelter.....

They roam around feeling their way, searching for prey or fun, which ever were to be more fun. Some looked for both. Tonight though, this fog was different. One by one three creatures moaned out in extasy before falling to the ground a pile of skin and bone in the fogs wake.

Sex seemed to permeat the air, but not quite so. Sexual tention, need, lust, whatever you may call it filled the air, making those around think lusty thoughts but yet not know why.

"Tonight, and ever night hence forth, Deadtown will fear the night......"

A loud, booming voice, neither male nor female peirced the night air. It made Steel shiver hearing the voice, but not knowing whom it came from.
 
Steel

I tremble hearing a voice so unknown to me seconds after Cassandra's kiss.

Shaking it off, I look at Cassandra. "Yes, and when we do, he will get his just rewards. The fool!" I looked at her, her beauty and rememberr the softness in her lips. NO, you can't be mad at something so wonderful.

In all reality, ever since I had taken this job, I had lusted after the beautiful Cassandra, but job and romance were two different things that I could not afford to mix up. Letting my guard down for just one moment and she could be gone.

"Cassandra, I have a feeling that we shouldn't be here. Every sensor in my body says there is something wrong here.
 
'It'

He felt it before he saw it. It called to him, oh so seductive. The promise of food, fresh food. He glanced over, seeing the fog. IT called out to him. He could feel it, sexual energy, like a buffet. It called, slowly, promising things he barely thought existed.

He pulled himself short barely half a block away from the fog. His eyes narrowed as he glared at it. It was like a worm at the end of a fishing line. Food, free and easy, it had but to be taken. Bait, his mind screamed at him. Bait for what, though? And what was at the other end of this fishing line?

Those were questions that could only be answered one way. By being caught. "Not today, not today. I will not fall prey so easilly." He turned, andflapped his wings as he moved away from the fog, and it's seductive call. Oddly enough, he did not hear the voice. Like the high-pitched sound of a dog whistle to human ears, it went silently by him into the night.

As he flapped his wings away from the calling, he felt his hunger surge up. He licked his lips, realizing his weakness at the moment, and why the call was so seductive. He stopped, about to turn and give himself in to temptation when he saw the towers open. He went silently into the garage, wings gently slicing through the air, until he saw her there, against the cement pillar. He grinned, and landed gently a few feet behind her.

"Aww. What's wrong? Find yourself without enough food to play with? Don't worry, your friendly neighborhood incubus is here."
 
Izabella

I jumped and at the same time hit the remote. Shutting myself in with the Tramp. I glared slightly at the invasion before turning around to give him a really cold glance up and down.
"You are really walking a thin line Tramp! You just can't waltz into my towers when ever the mood hits you." I shut the car door, nearly slamming it, temper still not in check as I turned around again to face him.
My eyes moved up and down his form, taking in the sheer size of him. Bulk. Sparing partner. A smile crossed my lips but did not meet my eyes.
"Feel like taking on this leech in a little one on one?" I was sure he would take it sexually, though I meant it as sparing. A smirk lit my features wondering if he knew what I was up to?
"Are you strong enough to handle me big boy?" I asked in a purr.
 
She

I took a deep breath and smelled the fetid air. The mutts and leeches must be out in force tonight. The city stank worse than normal. But there was something else, something darker and more sinister. It chilled my bones and sent goosepimples along my flesh. The dead were walking tonight, of that I was sure.

I almost heard the fog approaching as much as I saw it. It was bad. Something here was not right at all. And I felt the first tendrils of mist touch my skin. It burned with a vibrant passion, a lust for life and death. The booming voice, calling out its warning to the world. Tonight and every night would be lived in fear? I could have laughed - that was every night and every day in this shit hole. I could have laughed, but I didn't for I felt the passion envelope me as the mist swam across my form. What I wanted was not a laugh, but a fuck.

I knew something was affecting me, and not even the leeches could do that, but that didn't change matters any. I needed sex and I needed it now.
 
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'It'

He raised an eyebrow, looking her up and down for a moment. "Well, that would depend on what you mean by one-on-one, now wouldn't it? By the way, what's with this new fad of calling vampires leeches? Well, anyway, seeing as I've never met a vampire yet who didn't call fucking fucking, I'll assume you mean something else. So let's cut to the chase my dear, what do I get if I win?"

He gave a broad smile, his eyes traveling up and down her body, noting her curves, the way the light played shadows across her body. "And what do you get if I lose, as unlikely as that is?" He grinned at his little joke, giving a glnce to the closed enterance to the towers.

"And please, don't call me 'Tramp'. I am not a woman of loose morals. I'm an Incubus, and I do have a name. Not that you would care, of course."
 
Izabella

I smirked and cocked a brow, biting my bottom lip i thought for a moment or two.
"Well then sweet thang.. What's your name?" I moved towards him, tugging down my short shorts briefly before uprighting myself infront of him.
"Call me Bella, and one on one is training my sweet.. I need a sparing partner who can take a beating and dish one out.. You game? And if you win, I'll let you have whatever you desire. But only one thing, So think hard on it before deciding. As for me, If I win.. Well I will ask something of you but only one thing. Deal?" I held out my hand, waiting to see if he would take it.
*Do you know, I have mind control on my side as well?* I made no indication, but I waited to see if he could hear me in his thoughts.
I needed to shed the leather outfit before sparing, but then again, I thought perhaps it would be interesting to fight in this tight little get-up and heeled boots.
 
'It'

He smiled, and stood back, spreading his wings as he gave a light bow. "I am Zernandil, Lady Bella. It is good to meet you." He straightened himself up, looking her up and down as he slowly walked around her. "Any one thing I want? My, my, my. We both know there's only one thing I want. Although I don't know what you would want,...though I can guess."

He stepped up behind her, running a finger down her spine as his warm breath washed across the back of her neck. "Yes, my Bella, I know you have mind control on your side. Unfortunately for you, I, being a servant of the Dark Lord, will not be so easilly swayed from my course."

He smiled as he walked around to her front, his hands moving out to rest on her hips. "And just to let you know what to expect when I win, we incubi have been known to kill women by puncturing their insides, our penises are so large."

He grinned, and licked his lips as his eyes moved from her face to her breasts, and then down to those short shorts. "I except your offer. What are the rules, and when shall we begin? I must say, I am very impatient to begin."
 
Izabella

"Rules? Since when do any of us play by rules? There is none.. And I've had a few demon's in my time.. I can handle you. And thats a mouth full of a name, think I'll just call ya Z." I brushed off his hands, "Dont get excited there big boy.. We're not done yet." I smiled and walked forward towards the lift.
"Next floor is the training room. Come wear yourself out with me.." So he wouldn't fall for mind control, but I had other tricks I could use. Entering the lift I waited for him to climb on in and I turned it on. Within a few seconds we were at the second floor, the playtoy floor. Exiting I walked into the darkened room and kicked on the lights.
Every corner has some form of exercise equiptment in it but the center was open for floor exercises and training. Weapons hung on all the walls, this room was an old parking level, and I converted it to what I wanted. It was plenty big enough for her and the big guy to test their wills against the other.
I smiled coldly in anticipation. I could hardly wait, the idea was making the blood boil with a giddy feeling.
"Shall we begin? And we dont need weapons. Just brawn and brain.." I stood poised in the center of the room, facing him.
 
(Through the eyes of SHE)

The fog, dence and arid rolls around, showing nothing.......hiding everything.

As She walks, looking for release she sees something glowing in the distance. Flashing. Apon closer examinataion she sees what it is.

A man, getting release, of sorts. He stands there, his penis covered by the light, shrinking as he falls to the ground. No longer flesh and blood, only bone and skin.

The flash seems to turn, looking at SHE and leaves taking the fog and smell with it......
 
Cassandra

I paced about the room, the feeling that had come over then vanished as quickly as it had come, made me a bit nervous. What made the feeling even stronger is that I had never, in my time of knowing had I ever seen her so on edge.

"What is Steel....was is it about this place. Every where we go we hunt and in return are hunted, why is this place so unsettling to you?"

I spoke softly, trying to understand, but was finding I couldn't figure it out. I was begining to debate in my mind wether or not a hunt would put either of us at ease, it always seemed to before. Debating within myself for a few more minutes I finally spoke up...

"Maybe a hunt would help ease the tension, get a better feel for the area and it's other inhabitants. Find out what we have here and if there is really anything to fear, what do you say Steel. Find ourselves a couple of unsuspecting, delectable little creatures."
 
Steel sighed, knowing that a hunt is what they both needed but still unsettled. "I don't know. Somehow it is, different."

She went to the window and looked down at the world below. "Yes, We will go hunt, but, " SHe turned back to Cassandra, "Stick close to me please."
 
She

I watched the destruction of the stranger with a grimace. So, something new and sick was happening in deadcity. It may even be worse than the leeches, if that was possible. In the distance I heard a mutt's howl turn into a screech and silence. I would have to be careful, but it seemed only what the fog touched was vulnerable to the destruction from sexuality - like it was a living presence instead of just a fog. I shook my head to clear the horrific curiosity I felt.

My loins still itched for some action, and as I glanced at the magazine I stell held in my hand, I realised where I would find it. Just down an alley nearby, the corpses of my kills lay next to the unconscious body of the far-city whore. That would do fine.

I walked over and lay the bitch on her back, dropping my leather pants to straddle the woman's face. The bitch was still unconscious, but I could soon resolve that. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face up to my bare snatch. It had been a few hours since I had last used the bathroom, and nearly drowning was a good way of waking anyone. I thrust the woman's face deep into my pussy, making sure her mouth and nose were covered. Then I let loose.

Within seconds, the woman was gasping and struggling, but I held her fast, not letting her breath.

"Drink it you far-city slut!" I snarled, turning my hand tighter through the woman's hair. "Drink it and then lick me dry. You wanted to know what I was like. Now you do."

Below me, seeing no alternative, the woman began to gag on my urine.
 
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Cassandra

I looked at Steel for a moment, my lips curving in a devilish grin, my brow raised.."How close...?" I spoke, with a playful tone in my voice. I winked at her and was off to the door before she could reply.

"The caddi or on foot tonight Steel?" I replied while I opened the door and headed out of the penthouse and on to the lift. I knew Steel wasn't far behind me, she never was and that was something I had become accustomed to...
 
Zernandil

He shrugged, nodding his head slightly. He didn't care what she called him. As long as she screamed it out while he fucked her. Smiling to himself, he jumped lightly in the air, spreading his wings as he glanced about, and eventually got the ground under his feet again. Standing tall, he turned his head in each direction, before turning to face her again, and bowed to her.

"Well then, my dear, if there are no rules, how shall we know who has won? For I would hate to beat you into a less beautiful version of yourself before you are mine. And trust me, you will be mine. You may begin whenever you wish, my dear. Ladies first."

He continued to smile while he moved himself into a defensive position. He had the upper hand in this fight, having wings and horns she did not, and possessing powers she didn't know about, plus the fact he knew her limits, as he had been around vampires since they had first sank their fangs into their prey.

His eyes carefully watched her, observing every muscle in her body, his eyes paying special attention to those parts of her anatomy that interested him the most. It would be fun, first to play with her, then to feed from her,...
 
Izabella

"You win when you hear Uncle from the other.." I smiled, beckoning him to me. Within a blink of an eye, I moved behind him and landed a punch in his back, and a kick to his legs. Bringing him up into the air. I stood there a moment, watching where he was going to land and moved from his reach.
"Come on Zee, give me some action.."
 
Zernandil

He smiled as she landed her blows, and righted himself, spreading his wings as he gave a wicked grin. "If you insist, my sweet." He lauched himself into the air towards her, fist drawn back. She dodged to the side and he threw his legs in front of him, folding and snapping his wings as he pushed off towards her again. She prepared to block, and his smile broadened as his horns glowed dully, his body fading enough so one could see through him before he threw his fist out. His body passed right through hers as she tensed to block the attack.

Once on the other side, his body solidified again, and his elbow rammed itself into her unprotected back. As the force shoved her froward, he turned, arms sliding beneath her armpits and back over her shoulder where they gripped behind her neck. His wings closed close to his back as he jumped forwards, forcing her ontop his knees and his own slammed down on the back of her legs, pinning her in place.

"Give up yet, Bella?"
 
Izabella

Panting, I narrowed my eyes a little, "Not by a long shot Zee.." My arms hurt but I didn't let it show. Panting for air, I glanced down at my top, which was barely holding my chest in. "hmmm" now how to get out of this one? I pushed up to my knees, forcing him upwards behind me. The stone cut into my knees, but I barely felt it. My hands came up, behind his head and grabbed his neck. Jerking him in one movement I tossed him over my shoulders. As his grip loosened just enough, I jerked my arms free of his grasp. Hissing in pain, I fet my shoulder dislocate. Turning I instantly slammed my shoulder into the pilar to right itself again. Once in place, I panted a little more and looked around. He was hiding somewhere. Fine so be it..
Using my mind, I probed for him.
He was sneaking along the ceiling towards me. Smiling, I moved quickly. Jumping across the room and turning, fists raised and poised for his next attack. My long nails glistened in the light, apparently I had cut his neck when I tossed him. I could smell the blood and it made mine boil for more.
I brought my fingertip to my lips and suckled it off.
"Not bad at all.. nice sweet taste you have there Zee.." I knew he was going to attack soon, and this made me grin. This time not so hard and unfriendly. I was having fun now that I thought about it.
 
Zernandil

He smirked, his horns glowing as the area around the wound turned black, filling it in before his horns dulled back to normal, and his skin returned so too. Falling down from the ceiling, he landed toes first, wings spread and facing forward as his arms spread. He watched her a moment, then grinned to himself as his horns glowed, and he faded, jumping backwards he disappeared into the ground.

While she probed mentally for him, he came out of the ground behind her, staying in his unsolid state as she turned to met him. Her attacks passed uselessly through his body. Once she was done, he lept forward, his unsolid body meeting hers as he solidified specific parts of his body, his hands clamping around her wirsts as he brought them up and away from him, his feet going between her legs and back, pulling her off-bnalance and causing her to fall backwards. He pulled his wings in, wrapping them around them both as they feel top the ground. His lips met hers in a hard, passionate kiss for a moment.

"Give up yet, my sweet?"
 
Izabella

I panted, my hands twisting to get out of his grip. I looked up at him and gave him a real nasty look.
"Next time *grunt*.. I am going to make one rule! No vanishing!" I twisted a little. Parts of him were transparent and others were hard and solid.
"You know Zee, I should point out.. That though I said you could ask anything of me.. I didn't say When I would deliver it to you.." I smiled, a wicked self rightious satisfied smile.
"And you know the second you solidify, I am going to toss you into the ceiling above your head.. Now I ask you, what ever shall we do?" I licked my lips a little, the heat still burning in them from pent up sexual frustration and his damned kiss. Fucking tease! I aught to tell him to go fuck himself. But that wouldn't be very nice. I grinned a little, I was never nice anyways.
I waited until he turned solid, as if egging me on to toss him. My legs kicked out from under his and I wrapped them around his waist, pinning his wings at the same time and flipped over to where I was sitting on top of him. I knew if he desired to he would disappear again, but I had the upper hand for the moment? Wait... i could feel something.. Perhaps he had the upper hand? I looked down in his grinning face.
"God you are one depraved guy you know that?!" I didn't losen my grip on him just yet, but leaned down on his chest, and got face to face.
"Like a gal on top do we?" My voice dripped with honey as I purred that out.
 
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