Taming the Beast (Closed for Eazy)

[Mephistophelily]

(A closed thread for Eazy and Myself)

Lenore Vladimir simply sat outside the college and stared up at the trees with a smirk on her face. Thanks to the lingering clouds of the storm that morning, her parasol was easily left behind in her dorm room, leaving the vampire to stroll about leisurely through the campus grounds. Currently, she was supposed to be taking part in the Restraint 101 course... but the sour experience of last class wasn't exactly calling her to return today. Dr Van Helsing had found the perfect way to anger her- more open attacking words against her father, and Lenni herself. She'd tried her best to stay quiet about it the last few months, but the other day was finally the snapping point.

Snarling at him wasn't her greatest moment.
Neither was jumping her desk.
Or baring her fangs.
Or throwing him across the room.

Nope. The courtyard and the smell of passing rainstorms was far, far more enjoyable than dealing with that.

But there were other things on her mind as of late. Her father's constant messages (whoever taught him how to use a computer needed to be beheaded), the trouble with the girl next door deciding to wail all night long (it had taken Lenni long enough to actually get used to sleeping then, and she certainly wasn't helping things), and her frustration of having to keep herself well behaved here. Sure, she had her stock of vials and bottles to satisfy the blood hunger that came over her once in awhile, and she had learned to make due with what she could find... The Bio lab was still curious on what kept happening to its rats.

There were some things, however... some things that there simply was no substitute for, and it was starting to drive her mad. Vampires had lusts beside that of blood, and her attempts to keep herself well-behaved there were starting to falter. Her flirtations were growing more and more, and she was starting to daydream at the worst possible times.

The biggest problem of all seemed to be whenever that damned werewolf walked by. She could smell it on him. That animalistic nature, that drove her mad. Her own was nearly along the same lines... and yet, he seemed to be able to control it. It infuriated her. Made her want to attack him. Make him feel the same way. He was the animal... not her. It simply wasn't fair.

She wanted to force it out of him.
See exactly what he hid in there.

She gave a hard groan as the thoughts wandered through her head once more, stretching on the bench and staring up at the blackened clouds. She wanted to blame someone else. Anyone else. Her father, Van Helsing, Eddie.
Anyone besides herself.

Her tongue flicked against her fangs as she thought on it, finally slowly letting out a sigh as her eyes drifted closed. The bell sounded inside, giving release from the current classes.

Time to head in.
Time for lunch.

Time to find that furball. If anything, harassing him for awhile could at least ease her nerves before wrapping this day up.

 

[Eazy]

Restraint 101 was always a mixed bag when it came to the majority of students whom needed to take it as part of their curriculum. For Edgar Talbot, it was generally a blessing, or at least as much of a blessing as a classroom can be for any student. To say the least, it was easily the subject the young werewolf had been the most interested in since first attending the academy. And he did learn a lot during the past semester of attendance, even if the lecturer could be a little.... passive aggressive, toward certain classmates.

Actually, passive aggressive was being too generous when it came to a particular of his classmates in general, and one had to imagine that the way Dr. Van Helsing had 'tested' the student in question was a primary reason for there not being any immediate follow up on the resulting incident. Leaning back in his chair, Eddie, as he was often nicknamed, had taken a glance out the nearby window and out into the courtyard. It was then that the star pupil of this particular class had spotted the girl in question whom was perhaps closest to being his polar opposite in terms of restraint. Not that anyone could entirely blame her for yesterday, but still.

The droning of the good Doctor's lecture had finally come to an abrupt end as the bell sounded to signal the end of the class. And not a moment too soon for anyone inside, as their lecturer had since started to give an in depth speech on how vampire aggression and periods are often connected in various ways. Gathering his belongings, Edgar took another glance out the window but couldn't find Lenni after the vamp evidentially took the bell as her cue to either finally enter the school or leave for somewhere else. Eddie pushed such concerns aside, either way, as the grumbling of his tummy had told him he needed to get some meat to chew on soon.

For his part, Eddie wasn't necessarily fond of raw meat, even if his body could digest and handle it better then a normal persons might. But he did always have a healthy craving for any type of meat when it came to his hungers. That was one of the few aspects of his lycanthropy which the young man didn't seem capable of suppressing so far. Not that it was a biggie, even if he did need some restraint to keep from simply tearing into the flesh it was a particular tasty morsel - such as was the case as he sat in the corner of one lunch table and licked at his chops while eyeing the rack of lamb specially prepared for soothing his hungers.

But restraint was what Eddie did manage to maintain, least outside of occasional problems with the rare full moon, as he instead went to the fork and knife to begin cutting into the meat. About halfway through cutting into his first bite, however, the lycanthrope did pick up a familiar scent nearby as he let out an amused scoff. In the time spent together at this academy, it was one scent which he'd grown very accustomed toward recognizing almost instantly every time.

"You missed class today. Which was probably a good thing, considering the lectures we got on the evils of vampires. But you did miss out on seeing Dr. Van Helsing's new cane." He stated without bothering to look over in the vampires direction - instead keeping his immediate attention on the food on the table as he picked up a large piece with the fork and wolfed it down.

Eddie often wasn't certain on what to make of Lenni. They seemed friendly in general, but also had a rather antagonistic friendship compared to other buddy-buddy types around campus. Over the semesters, it seemed a given they would start spending less time around the other. But that never happened, or at least not by any noticeable significance. He wasn't sure why she kept wanting to hang around and pester him. Or, for that matter, why he seemed willing to put up with it rather then openly avoiding the girl. Who knows? Maybe it was just because he liked her scent? And totally not in a potential 'late night snack' kind of way.

.....Well, not anymore.

 

[Mephistophelily]

Wandering back into the halls scattered with the various ghouls and gastlies that attended the Academy, Lenni paid little mind to most of them, save for the few "cousins" of sorts that required the familial nod and acknowledgement. There would be true hell to pay if word returned to her father on Lenore's unsociable interactions with family. Misbehavior in class? Trivial. Disrespect to kin? Unforgivable.

Small matters such as this dealt with, the vampire made her way into the cafeteria, already scoping for her prey. That was, in truth, what she saw him as. Prey. The interactions between them simply added to the game. She had to know what made him tick. What set him off. The buttons to learn and keep easily rested beneath her fingers.

Smile and be semi-cordial.

He didn't even bother to look. Well then, what use was the smiles? Dropping it for a grimace at the mention of her absence, Lenni simply shook her head. "A new cane? Certainly not my fault. I'd assume it's hollowed out to hold more troublesome items, or simply overly sharpened at one end? No, I think he can just give me the failing marks now..." Slipping into the seat next to him, she eyed the meal he was working on, helping herself to a sample of the meat's rare juices dribbled on the plate with the trailing of a finger through it. The reddened drops were brought to her lips, sucked clean before she continued. "Hm. A bit burned, don't you think? But, anyway. Why do you care on my attendence, hmmm, Puppy? Getting worried on not seeing me enough?"

Lenni smirked at that, leaning against the table and watching him, deciding on another sample as she tore a chunk of meat off, popping it in her mouth before making a face. "Ugh. Scorched to charcoal, I swear."

She gave another glance at the werewolf, studying him over as she smirked. "I don't think you want to finish your classes today," she stated matter-of-factly, not truly trying to force her suggestive abilities too heavily, though the attempt to sway his decision was certainly there. "I think you would much rather come with me. A lovely overcast day in the park- now doesn't that sound nice, Scruffy? Why, we can even play fetch if you'd like."

Harassing him was certainly a highlight in her day. Finding those buttons, almost as "the good doctor" liked finding hers...

 

[Eazy]

"Sure, help yourself...." Eddie mumbled with a roll of his eyes and plopping his fork flat onto the table for added effect as Lenni took it upon herself to rip out a piece of his meal for herself. He already knew she was doing it to try to push his buttons, as was proven by the sudden expression on her face and the comment on his food being too cooked. She was so hard to read in some ways, yet easy to predict in others. Made for a frustrating combination whenever the wolf let his guard down enough around the vamp.

"And you skipping out on a class isn't anything terribly shocking, Lenni. So I wasn't so much worried as I was curious." He elaborated, picking his fork back up to work on a larger piece of the meat from the corner she hadn't stuck her fingers into only moments ago, "Classmate throws a teacher across the room one day and it leaves a guy wondering what the heck is going through her mind the next."

Cutting loose and plopping another, larger piece of meat into his mouth, the wolf in human clothing chewed away while musing over his own interest toward what was going on in that girls head at times. Frustrating Lenni may be, but she was rarely boring, which was more then could be said toward a fair chunk of their classmates and teachers. Heck, he doubted anybody else would cause such an incident which would leave the lycanthrope male half-expecting some sort of Wile E. Coyote type of trap set up near her desk by their teacher the following day.

Turning to meet her eyes once again after she spoke of his not wanting to finish classes, Edgar slowly paused in his chewing, swallowing the food, then simply sat there while she gave her suggestive comments. For a moment, the teen sat there, silently, unmoving and unresponsive as she finished speaking, before finally repeating in a robotic tone, "I don't think I want to finish my classes today... I think I'd much rather come with you.... playing fetch...."

The young male held himself into that supposed trance-like state for a few seconds, before giving a smirk of his own, followed by a slight laugh. Whether she bought it for even a split-second or not hadn't mattered, as the mocking intent had remained rather loud and clear. "Does that actually work on other monsters? Just curious." He asked before returning to his lunch to cut off another large portion and scarf it down a little faster then he'd done with the previous mouthfuls.

Depending on the nature of their own biological structure, Lenni's suggestive abilities may have worked on others attending the academy without fail. But Eddie's own unique heritage made the teen, if not completely immune, at least considerably more resistant compared to a normal human. Still, his own class schedule was fairly light compared to others, which meant the teen did have some time left between now and his next one. And Eddie seriously doubted that anything he said or did would make Lenni head off for any other classes of her own that day.

"But you know.... I only have one other class today and it's not for another hour or so. So, eh. Guess spending some time hanging around you wouldn't be the worst way in the world to kill some time." He stated with some reluctance, starting to cut away at the remaining portion of meat in order to finish up his meal while pausing briefly and glancing her way to amend, "...No fetch, though."

 

[Mephistophelily]

"Oh, I will." Lenni smirked again, happy to see she had already gained one button for the day. Like little nitches on the bedpost, she thought with an added grin. Raising an eyebrow curiously as he commented on her class skipping, she simply scoffed at him 'just being curious' on where she was. "Yeah, right. You wanted to know if he was going to douse me in Holy Water or leave the damn curtains open all day. Sorry sweetie, but I don't completely burst into flames. Just hurts like hell for awhile."

She had to admit, for being overcooked, the meal he had chosen wasn't too terrible. As he pretended to give in to her suggestions, she made a face, baring her fangs slightly before sticking out her tongue. "Oh, ha ha." She paused, glancing over to notice the drink sitting on his tray, simply taking that up as well and sipping. "Honestly, I've only tried it a few times. Remember that weird Snakehair girl? She kept shedding in my hall. Ew. I tried to use it on her- and instead, I convinced her HAIR. That was a total mess. Oh. And never. Ever. Try it on my dad. Wow. Doesn't work, and he gets piiiiiissed..."

Setting the drink back down, she sighed, shaking her head. "And this is why I tried to get you to go out to eat more often. Burned food, and drinks that are mainly ice. There's like nothing left in that-!" She glanced back at him, noticing the sudden decision to eat a bit faster and a bit larger amounts. Awww. Puppy didn't like to share.

Another little mental note made.

"Oh, look at you, Mister Academic. Going to every class, all day, like a good boy. Who's a good boy? Eddie is! Yes he iiis!" Her voice deepened slightly, poking the lycan's cheek gently as she smirked. "Live a little, would you? The world won't end if you miss a few classes. I mean, sheesh... I've gone to maybe... 6 weeks' worth of classes? And I'm not doing that bad. I think. We haven't had any tests lately, have we?"

Not that she actually cared.
He may have questioned on if her suggestions worked on other supernaturals, but it certainly did on humans.

Like the ones who were in charge of submitting their grades.

"Aw. But I had a ball and everything," she mock pouted, resting her chin on his shoulder. "And you'd look so cuuute running across the courtyard with that in your mouth."

She sighed, stretching back in the chair and shrugging. "Fine. Park it is. And I'll even get you something to make up for this crappy food. Now let's get going before Doc decides to come hunt me down with that new cane of his." Getting up, she smoothed out her dress, taking a quick glance toward the large windows. The clouds were still rather dark, though were starting to let up slightly. "I'm wondering what's worse. A little sunburn... or wet dog smell."

 

[Eazy]

Raising an eyebrow as she grabbed at his drink, Eddie made a personal note of making sure to eat and drink a lot faster when Lenni's around in the future. Or maybe at least lick at everything like a kid would their meal to keep a sibling away from snatching anything off their plate. Then again, she'd probably just turn it into an excuse for making a few 'marking your territory' related remarks his way. Focusing on finishing the last of the food, or at least the portions she hadn't been trying to steal, the lycan began to narrow his eyes slightly during the poking of his cheeks before glancing her way out the corner of his eyes,

"Oh, you know.... a few." He remarked at her question on having tests, but then shook his head slightly as he realized it mattered little either way, before pointing out, "And it's not like I'm trying to be a grade A scholar around here. I just don't see any a point in skipping out on my last class in order to spend the rest of the afternoon hanging together."

Turning his head enough to meet her eyes as she stated resting her chin on his shoulder, Eddie gave a rather flippant roll of his eyes at her comments on how 'cute' he'd look in the courtyard, "...You're not exactly doing any favors on persuading me to tag along...."

Getting a few finishing bites of his food, not bothering to touch the drink at this point, the teen started to stand as his gaze followed her own toward the large windows peering out into the partially cloudy outside. At her last comment, Eddie let out a light scoffing sound before remarking in return, "Don't worry. If you do start getting burned or bursting into flames, then I'll just lift a leg to put you out." Eddie wasn't sure if such a remark was more a jab at her or him, but at least, he rationed, it was one he'd beaten her to making for the moment, as the lycan took a moment to bus his tray before eventually making his way outside with the vamp.

Not really seeming to know or care terribly much on what she may have had in mind for their little stroll outside, Eddie had largely let her take the reins on where they went from there; while at the same time keeping a perhaps wise level of skepticism on what she'd do next. "So, what was your Plan B after playing fetch?" The lycan inquired, hands tucked away in his pocket and glancing up at the cloudy sky for a spell; idly musing on how the weather was ideal for them to be out together. She avoided the sun. He avoided the moon. Albeit for very different reasons, but still.

"And please don't tell me it involves teaching me how to sit and roll over so you can rub my belly." He quickly added to his previous question, then pausing briefly and glancing in Lenni's direction while seemingly giving a little thought on the notion before joking, "Actually, I guess the second half of that wouldn't be too bad." Letting a smirk touch on his features, the male then gave a dismissive shake of his head while continuing onward, "Still not doing it, though."

 

[Mephistophelily]

"Such the gentleman. Too bad dad hates you, Eddie..." She smirked slightly, walking with him over to the tray return and leaning against the wall. Her smirk refused to leave, a playful thing that seemed to give away the fact ideas played out in her mind. She told the truth on her father's feelings toward the guy- more of the old mentality he held between creatures, even though he pushed her to not be like him... That seemed to fly out the window the moment she mentioned the lycan in her class. She didn't know too much of her father's Old Tongue, but enough to know when certain words were uttered.

Why such the problem? Eddie was more a kitten than a killer. Certainly not something for Dad to worry so much about. Rolling her eyes slightly at the thoughts on her father, she nodded as her companion started out, pushing off from the wall and following after. "A little walk and some better food. I'll try to get you back in time for your class, Eddie... Just don't expect me to come into it."

The park wasn't too far from the actual academy, just a little walk down one of the sidewalks and the main gates could be found. Whoever chose the school's location certainly planned it well; the park was nestled between one edge of the school's peremeter, not far from the dorms.... Which had a graveyard positioned nearby as well. Nice for the zombies and ghosts that were growing homesick.

"Speaking of dads....," Lenni started, kicking her feet up and choosing instead to let herself float slightly beside him. With him nearby to tether her focus, she wouldn't wander too far. "... How is yours doing? Mine's... Well. Being brooding and grumpy. Not coming to Parents Day next month. Says he's not in the mood to deal with certain things."

A sigh came from that, her head shaking. "Really, I don't know why he sent me here. He has so little interest, aside from seeing my grades..."

Passing into the park, she moved around behind him to take to the other side, smirking at him. The cogs were turning once again in that head of hers, the smile a cover for the things racing through her head. Though she and her father differed in their opinions on certain matters, she certainly held true to him when it came to their minds being set on something... Whatever it was, they were determined to get it.

Edgar had something she wanted.
His self control.

"Do you find me annoying, Eddie?," she asked suddenly, planting her toes back to the ground before peering at him. "Be honest, now. If you don't, I'll know." She narrowed her eyes a bit with that, poking a finger into his chest.

 

[Eazy]

"Oh, I wouldn't dream of it." The young man responded with a light touch of snark at Lenni's comment on not getting her to return for classes as he followed the vamp. Eddie knew better on the subject, even if he did on occasion poke her about those attendance issues. But it rarely, if ever, seemed to do much else then annoy the female. Which was somewhat rewarding itself at points, but still.

Following along as they made their way toward the park, Eddie had to admit that it was a nice enough day for a walk. Not that he'd openly state as such, since there was always the possibility of her turning it into a 'walking the dog' comment. God, did she have him borderline paranoid at points when it came to giving the woman openings. Either way, the lycan didn't seem to flinch at her floating alongside him, as he strolled along casually with hands in the side pockets of his jacket when she asked about his own old man.

"Eh, about the same as usual. Wanting to make sure I'm doing well at controlling my own urges while frequently falling into his own old habits." The young man responded with a shrug, then giving a light smirk as he admitted, "Still not a fan of my spending any time hanging around you. Probably less intense in his dislike compared to your old man, but still gives the occasional warning on vampires and their hungers."

On the matter of her own father's lack of attendance for Parents Day, Eddie could only shrug before slowly nodding in understanding, "Well, your father always came across to me as a 'Do as I say, not as I do' type of parental figure. So can't say I'm too surprised at his ditching out on the meetings."

His own father was a tad hit and miss when it came to attending the academy for any meetings with the teachers. Usually it would depend on how his own urges were doing at any given time. He'd try to make every meeting early on, but those visits leveled out somewhat after a couple of incidents such as when his old man was eyeing a few of the fish/mermaid/sea creature types like he was at a seafood restaurant.

Shaking off such embarrassing thoughts and memories for now, the young lycanthrope followed along for a while longer, until Lenni asked her sudden, and rather unexpected, query. "Huh?" He initially responded, a raised eyebrow showing on his perplexed features, then following her accusing finger as it poked into his chest, "Where did that come from?"

Raising a hand to rub at the back of his neck for a moment, the lycanthrope gazed down into her narrowed eyes while somewhat reluctantly admitting, "....I guess a little. You definitely seem to enjoy pushing my buttons more often then not. Kind of makes me wonder why I agree to hang out with you at times."

Shrugging his shoulders on the topic, not really being certain on what she wanted to hear, he glanced away briefly while admitting, "I mean, I'll admit that when we first met I was a little drawn toward your scent, like I was a few others around here. That kept me from avoiding you since I wanted to control those urges instead of running from them. But now? Eh."

It wasn't as if he spent much time with any of the others whose unique scent had made him wonder on more then a few occasions just what they tasted like. Granted, Lenni did interest him at times, largely due to her own flippant attitude toward class and the notion of the school in general. He wouldn't say it was an attitude which the lycanthrope was interested in mirroring, but the stark contrast toward his approach toward the academics of the university had made him feel a certain fascination with her comparatively freer mindset on more then a few occasions.

"What brought that about anyway? I strike a nerve with anything I'd said earlier?" The dark haired male inquired, genuinely curious, as he gazed back at the female vamp with curious eyes on just what was going through that pretty little head of hers.

 

[Mephistophelily]

His thoughts on her father seemed fairly accurate. The man was known for his rather arrogant ways when it came to interacting with others- after all, he WAS a Count. But still, as Lenore tried to tell him numerous times... It gave him no excuse to be a dick. (Well, maybe not that exact phrasing...)

A nod came as he spoke on his own father, recalling prior visits. At least his dad was more sociable than her own, and even spoke with her, though briefly- he obviously didn't care for her based on genetics. The reason for that, however, was possibly explained with his other comments in regard to her blunt query.

Scent.

So she did frustrate him, in ways. But the mention of scent was something she had never thought about. A curious gleam came to her eyes with the mentioning, a smirk creeping onto her features. "I see," she replied crisply, folding her arms over her chest. "I do enjoy hitting your buttons, Eddie. But you don't put up much fight on it. Makes me wonder if maybe, just maybe, you enjoy it too. If only just a little..."

Another smile crept in as he inquired on the cause. "What? Can't a girl just be curious?," she asked in an overly sweetened voice, glancing at him once again as her feet left the ground. This knew info was certainly something she could keep. Scent. It made sense. It was something that she too noticed in others, but more in regard to blood. What was it for him?

"Maybe I just wanted to know if it's working. If everything I'm trying to do is having the right effect. Sounds like I'm on the right track." She glanced at him, then laughed. "I'm kidding. For the most part. But it makes me curious, though. It's only my smell that gains your attention? And here I hoped it was my wonderful personality. Or maybe the chance to piss off both our dads. See, either of those- but if its simply the fact I wear a certain perfume.... How droll..." She sighed, shaking her head. "...I'll need to find something else to gain your attention. That's all there is to it."

Taking a deep breath, she reached over, gently running her fingers along the faintly pointed ear of her companion. "Let's try a new question. Do you think I'm attractive, Eddie?" Her touch drifted, curling down along his cheek. "I harass you because I find you fascinating. You frustrate me as well, you know that? In so... Many... Ways."

 

[Eazy]

Scoffing briefly over the notion of his enjoying her attempts at getting under his skin, the dark haired youth eventually listened on what she had to say after his own spiel was over. An eyebrow was raised on his part as she gave a laugh, before the lycanthrope gave another shrug on the matter. "Maybe you should try a fresh shampoo along with the perfume? Might work wonders?" Eddie retorted, even if they both realized, or at least he'd assumed, that it was more then a simple beauty product which the wolfboy was referring about. Not that he was about to dwell on it either way, nor did it seem Lenni had intentions on this being the main subject of their odd discussion as she pressed onward.

Surprised as Eddie may have been over her previous question, the young male was even further perplexed by what followed. His eyes followed her hand suspiciously, preparing to inquire on what she was doing, when her fingers gently rubbed along the ears of her classmate. "What are..." He started to utter, before then biting his lower lip slightly, as faint shiver raced along the male's body. The ears were an erogenous zone for many people, but Eddie's were especially sensitive if rubbed along those unusual points.

Fortunately, the vamp's touch had shifted elsewhere, as the canine-ish student was about to brush it away himself. The spot it drifted toward wasn't much better, however, as those delicate fingers curled down along the cheek, before her fingertips would begin to lightly brush just under his chin. Much as Eddie might have hated admitting to it, many of the places where one would pet a canine to gain their affection did indeed carry any extra layer of sensitivity for him. As such, he did finally raise a hand to take her own into its grasp, firmly, yet somewhat clumsily, in order to move it away for now.

"Is... Is this some kind of very.. very... strange confession of love? And you're going to tell me the 'doggy' jokes were your own way of throwing rocks at the boy you liked?" The young man remarked, showing a curious expression which let tell that he was only being mostly tongue-in-cheek with the assessment.

Having kept his hand holding onto her own for a tad longer then needed, Eddie let go eventually before admitting, fairly plainly, to try and relay his response more as a simple statement of facts, "Yes... you are an attractive creature, Lenni. A very attractive one. There's no point of my denying it. Anyone not surnamed van Helsing could see that." Giving a faint smirk at the last part, the young lycanthrope rather reluctantly added despite knowing how it might bite him in the ass, "I suppose... in a way, I do put up with a lot of your harassment due to finding you fascinating, myself. Don't know why, most of the time. Not like the academy has any shortage of strange and unique people walking the halls at any given instant."

His eyes rarely moved too far away of her own, with the few times they did only going so far as to travel along the seemingly perfect complexion of the fairly pale beauty. His heart had started to race slightly after her touch; having slowed down since, yet still pumping with the quickened pace of uncertain anticipation. Not that Eddie was the type looking for romance around campus, nor did he generally see Lenni as a candidate for anything other then those rather primal urges for 'mating' which were generally kept in check. But the girl certainly knew how to push his buttons, and she had seemingly found a fresh way of going about it.

"So... how exactly do I frustrate you?" He finally asked, genuinely curious as told by his tone and expression, while indeed not being certain on if she meant the remark as anything positive or negative. Or perhaps a touch of both.

 

[Mephistophelily]

A thin smile came to the vampire's lips as he seemed a bit thrown off by her motions, the confused silence that came from him at first almost making her laugh... but then to notice those subtle little things, the change in his stance, the hitch in his breath- and his heart. The blood pumping through him had certainly picked up its rhythm. That was one thing that could never be hidden from her, try as he might to keep from reacting to her touch.

It stayed still as she explored, testing under his chin- but brought to a halt on further runnings as he quickly grabbed her fingers. Her eyes widened briefly, narrowing back down as she purred an amused chuckle. "Well, well. Did I find a good spot?," She asked softly, enjoying the warmth of his hand on hers for a moment- only to make a face as he asked the point to it.

"Oh hush," She hissed at him, yanking her hand back to rest fingertips against her collarbone. Love. Bah. She'd seen what love did. She wasn't one to even FALL in love. Could vampires even do that?

Lenni's smile slowly returned as he confessed on finding her attractive, crossing her ankles as she floated beside him. "Well. Good to know, Puppy."

She had to add it in there. Just to give that little... push.

Still, the way he had phrased that.... It lingered a moment. Was it a child's games that she played with him? Ridiculous. If anything, I want to bite him... I want to taste Lycan blood. Maybe its more... the spider and fly. It has to be.

But then why did her head wander to him so much?

She was hitting her own nerves-!

"So... how exactly do I frustrate you?"

Lenore paused, slowly looking down at him. Was he making fun of her? No, he looked... he looked honestly intrigued by her statement. She didn't want to answer at first, simply folding her arms over her chest and huffing softly, looking away and scowling. "Don't."

But the longer it festered in her own mind, the more it seemed to want to be said. It was as he said... scent... but so much more.

That curious feel that came down her spine when he was around. Not just from the scent of him.
The fact their parents seemed to so deadset on them staying away from each other.

But above all... that control of his. It was maddening. She hated it. She had so much trouble with her own, and he seemed to do it so easily.

And it was so, so much worse with him around.
This walk alone was nearing torturous.

They were by themselves.
They were away from the school.
Daylight, yes - but the clouds...

And she was hungry. So damned hungry. The meat she had swiped from him had managed to simply stir her appetite, something she had started to regret. The smell of him after her touch, the sound of his heart, the feel of his skin- veins beneath flesh-

"I think I like you," She growled out, refusing to look at him as the words left between grinding teeth.

 

[Eazy]

The initial response on Lenore's part was a peculiar one for the young lycanthrope. It showed a side which Eddie couldn't recall seeing prior. Was it some act to see how he'd react and then poke fun at him about immediately afterward? With Lenni, it was hard to say, but thus far it was a reaction on her part which had the young male curious as he watched on with awkward silence on his part. Watching as she floated about, those intense eyes of his watching, uncertain of what to do, the dark haired youth was about to try and suggest they drop the subject when she let out the rather startling confession.

"I think I like you."

Not having expected his earlier joking comment to have any touch of truth to it (even if 'like' was a far broader and less intense choice of words then 'love'), the male was left with a rather startled response as Eddie barely kept his jaw from dropping. Not feeling certain on how to respond toward such a statement, there was a momentary silence on the young lycan's part while he gathered his wits. She could have told him anything else and it would have been surprising. Well, aside from perhaps a confession of love for the good Dr. van Helsing, but still.

Gathering his wits as a cool breeze blew through the air, Eddie stammered briefly while trying to clarify, "W-Wait, you mean as in a romantic 'like', or more a 'You're fun to swipe food from during lunch' kind of 'like'?"

Pausing, uncertain still on how she may response to the attempt at clarification, it dawned on the wolfboy that, either way, the notion of her actually 'liking' him in any positive light was a unexpected little revelation. Reaching a hand back to lightly scratch at the back of his ear, Eddie gave another shrug while glancing toward the side and admitting, "Honestly? Aside from maybe finding entertainment over how I'd try to keep a cool head while you pushed my buttons, I hadn't thought you cared much for my general presence."

Keeping his eyes diverted, hand lingering about behind his ear, Eddie gazed upward at seemingly nothing in particular while gritting his teeth slightly as he shared, "I suppose... at nights, when the moon is out, and that primal urge for a mate comes calling... you're the one who comes to mind the most when trying to keep those yearnings in check."

Returning his gaze toward the vamp, the male gave out a small 'heh' noise while reluctantly stating the obvious with a half smile, "...Yeah, I'm not exactly the 'romantic moment' type, Lenni." Of course, when one considered exactly how often she did pop to mind during those moments of late night primal aggression? Well, that in and of itself may have been considered somewhat flattering for some people... not that he was about to go and blurt out such a loaded little bit of information like this to the girl whose intentions the lycanthrope wasn't entirely certain about at this point.

 

[Mephistophelily]

Lenni merely growled deeply as he tried to coerce a further explanation from her on the term that was used, glaring at him out of the corner of her eye before looking back off towards the trees. A stupid thing to even bother to say... She was certain of that. Now he had ammunition to use against her. Stupid, stupid thing to say. What did he expect> Her to provide a Shakespearian prose listing the qualities she found so endearing?

Right. And just how would something like that have been expected to go? Shall I compare thee to an October's Day? Though art more darkness and more alluding- Rough nights do curl the fearful buds of Me, and the vampire's leash hath all too long a wait....

Ugh, now she was even starting to THINK like her father and his ramblings to women.


"Yeah, well... You were wrong."
Probably not the definitive answer the lycan had been looking for, but the most he was getting out of her at the moment. The longer the subject lingered, the more annoyed she became... That had not been something she'd wanted to admit to him, and was certainly leaving a soured taste in her mouth.

As he looked away, she gave a light puff between her lips, still keeping to her "air" position as she crossed her ankles slightly, a bit more of a self-conscious pose the vamp would sometimes take. Great, now she had gone and made things awkward between them. Or at least as much more awkward one could make their interactions as of late.

But what he ended up saying in return was a bit of a surprise. She held back from her tethering, letting herself fall behind slightly as he walked a bit further ahead.

It was an attempt at giving his own thoughts on the matter.
His own little confession.
She was...
..."Yearning control."

"Huh."
A rather curt reply.

It was followed up with the vampire drawing back in beside him, curling herself around him a bit to rest her hands on a shoulder each. "Considering our roots... Romance isn't exactly a key learning point taught by our parents. Though... I suppose I am curious how the birds and the bees talk went on YOUR side." She laughed softly with that, a sound left gently in his right ear as her chin rested on her hand atop the shoulder.

That hunger.
That anger.
Annoyance.
Desire and frustration-
All of led to her next action.

Lenni quickly pushed herself down to float before him, arms snaking about with the motions to continue touching his shoulders. She peered up into his eyes, her own narrowed for a brief moment as she frowned slightly-

Then kissed him.
Hard.
Her own cool lips pressed against his, a tiny little moan finding a way to leak between them at the warmth that radiated off his mouth. The blood of a werewolf, so heated and full of primal need- It made her almost want to bite at those lips, just sink her fangs right down into the tender flesh of his lower and suckle with the hunger that tore through her.

But she resisted.
She pulled away.
She stared up at him again, trying to make sense of what she had just done.

"If you make. ONE. Wiseass comment about that.... I will put silver on every single doorhandle in that school," she hissed, slowly pulling her arms away.

 

[Eazy]

The way she drew herself closer beside him had caused the hairs on the back of Eddie's neck to prickle up with anticipation. Having Lenni this close was a growing challenge of restraint for the lycan male; especially when one considered his own occasional (not to mention rather primal) interests toward the vamp in the past. The wolfboy may have been a star pupil for Restraint 101, but this wasn't exactly the type of temptation he was used to facing. Certainly not following a rather welcoming confession like what was shared previously, as the feel of her soft laugh lightly vibrating within his ear had caused the male's heart to race just a little faster.

"For me it was probably more the wolves and the lambs...." The young lycanthrope stated in response of the comment which brought about her laughter - giving a small smirk over the notion while watching as she floated down before him and wrapped her arms around the male's strong shoulders.

His breathing quickened, trying to hold onto the restraint which kept him from doing anything brash as their eyes met. Perhaps not surprisingly, it wasn't himself who made the first move, as Lenni claimed his lips for a rather intense little kiss. Eddie's eyes widened, arms almost seeming like they were about to push her away as his hands moved to her waist, yet failed at finding the strength or will to do so as he sunk into the moment. Her lips were cool, which perhaps wasn't a surprise considering her species. But they still felt surprisingly soft and inviting, with the male beginning to feel himself falling into the embrace, when Lenni promptly pulled away.

Blinking a few times, Eddie gazed down at her with a rather dumbfounded expression. Only it wasn't so much being confused on what she did it (albeit there was a lingering of this thought in the back of his head) so much as it was a confusion on why she stopped. His breathing quickened, nostrils flared ever so slightly, her threat had barely registered for him initially. What did register, however, was the act of her slowly pulling away. In a momentary lapse of control, Eddie knew he couldn't let that happen.

Suddenly grabbing at her arms with both hands, the wolf held them in place for the moment, his eyes gazing down at the vamp and not sharing any words, while still giving her a stare which said he wasn't intending on letting it end there. Sure enough, the strong and suddenly rather hungry male pulled her back into him, before moving one hand to wrap around the vampire's waist and hold her closely as the other gripped securely at the back of her head while forcefully claiming her lips. The kiss was intense. Almost brutally intense, as his lips sampled her flesh during the deepening embrace.

His tongue could be felt lightly flicking out to brush along her lips, along her fangs, as if wanting to taste more of the female vamp. Rather then letting out any moaned or groaning sounds, there was a low growl, radiating from deep within his chest, which was captured by Lenni's mouth as the male began to practically violate her mouth with his tongue. This sudden hunger, it was seemingly insatiable, with only a flickering voice of reason at the side of Eddie's head managing to keep him somewhat anchored toward humanity. An anchor which, eventually, did manage to make the male widen his eyes at realization of what was happening and pull away with a start.

"Oh God...." He blurted, taking a few steps back, as if not trusting himself to not try and grab her once more if kept within arms range. His steps eventually caused Eddie's back to press into a nearby tree, which kept from going any further away as the male settled on trying to control his intense breathing; feeling his chest rising and falling with every intake of air to his lungs.

"I... that was... I didn't mean for it to go..." The lycan attempted to reason away what happened, while knowing fully well on just what was the cause here. It was rare for Eddie to indulge at any type of pleasures of the flesh. That was one of the areas which even the most disciplined of his kind would struggle at keeping any sense of composure. Hell, one could argue that a majority of human males are often more like beasts then man during such heated moments.

Regardless, the young male gazed over at his classmate, while trying to partially reasoning up a partial compensation for his actions, "Well... at least it wasn't a wiseass comment?" Giving a meek smile, it was then that Eddie began to notice the unique iron-like taste of blood in his mouth, which was then proven to be a result of a cut to his tongue as he took a moment to fiddle with his tongue in his mouth. It seemed, on top of everything else, that he may have (accidentally?) cut himself on one of Lenni's sharp fangs during the heated exchange.

 

[Mephistophelily]

With the look in his eyes of utter confusion, she had expected him to shove her away. Scream at her, call her insane or accuse her of this being another way to screw with his head... Certainly not what he truly DID do.

Lenore yelped as he grabbed onto her, her eyes widening a bit as he stared at her- a look in them that confused her at first, only to squeal softly he kissed her back; clutching to her tightly, his hands claiming her neck, her waist, refusing to let her move. The ferocity of it- was this payback for what she had done? What type of payback was this?!

She groaned against him as he bore his lips down against hers, his tongue delving against her mouth harshly and demanding admittance inside. Her own guided against his, her hands clutching at the back of his neck, her nails nearly digging into his skin as she held tightly to him. This was insane, she was sure- Her father would KILL her for such actions, but she didn't care. She was getting what she had wanted, she was getting the wolf out of him. This... The loss of control. The beast he held back. She wanted more of that.

Growling herself in response to his own deep throaty animalistic sound, Lenni found herself aching desperately to take that bite. He was all but encouraging it now, the way he forced down against her, seized her lips and drove so heavily upon her. It was so hard not to, so incredibly hard not to- He was right there, the perfect chance- She could even feel her fangs protruding further at the flesh beneath, the heat that he brought to her mouth.

He suddenly forced himself away, a horrified look on his face as the vamp stood there- mouth open, eyes closed, left gasping for breath and her hands still outstretched. Her eyes came to open, staring at him a moment. He... apologized.

She dropped her hands, her tongue running against the still exposed fangs he had drawn out, shaking her head. "Stop that," She stated firmly, glaring at him. "Don't tell me you didn't mean for that to happen. I know exactly what's inside you, Eddie. It's the same damn thing that I feel... But I bet yours is WORSE because you never give IN. Look what you just did, Eddie. Look at how quickly my little kiss turned you into- into that." She tasted something curious there now. A tiny lingering flavor that-

It was him.
The taste of his blood.
She smiled slowly. Oh, what a wonderful thing that was... That was something she would savor the rest of the day. But there was a problem- she already craved for more. The delicious twist to his blood, that animal quality she found so glorious in his kiss was just as noticeable in the sampling of his blood.

"What's the matter, Puppy? Did you get a booboo?," She asked innocently, drifting closer to him as he pressed against the tree. Even this close to him, she could now recognize the smell of his blood, the scent coming from his lips. She shivered slightly, leaning in closer to him and licking lightly against them. "I tasted you, Eddie. And that's simply not fair. That tiny little taste is going to drive me mad. That's just not fair at all..." She paused a moment, a quick grimace coming to her features before kissing him again- and her tongue forcing into his mouth. She drew it against his own, tracing against his teeth before withdrawing, smiling and showing the bloody patch on the tip of her own tongue.

"And now you'll know mine. Enjoy that, Puppy. At least now I know that every time I hunger for you, every time that flavor comes back to my lips, every time I ache to have your taste inside me- You'll be going just as mad. Probably worse, would be my guess... Because you try ever-so-hard to be the good boy. But you'll have to give in at some point. You'll want more. It will tear at the very heart of you... I know that feeling, but I don't fight it. What will that want do to someone like you?" She raised a brow at that, running her hands up along his neck.

"If... No, when- When you want more, Puppy... And, oh,ho, you will... You need to be willing to give. I will have what I want, Eddie. Even if it means driving you insane." She chuckled softly, reaching up to pat his cheek. "Now. You should get running off to class, shouldn't you?"

 

[Eazy]

His initial response to her accusations was that of an uncertain and somewhat awkward silence. She wasn't wrong. Eddie had meant for that to happen. The young lycan had wanted it. Still wanted it, if he were to be honest with himself. Aside from the taste of his own blood, there also remained the faint traces of her lips on his own. A nagging reminder of what had stirred about those normally controlled primal urges which he'd so proudly been capable of keeping under control for so very long. Primal urges which were barely held back into check at the moment, as she began to notice and address his small cut.

Narrowing his eyes at her teasing question, Eddie knew it would be easy enough for him to move away of the tree as she began to approach. Or it should have been easy, if his legs would cooperate on moving while Lenni closed the gap between them. His eyes fixated on her, watching her every move, nostrils flaring from the sharp intakes of air as his chest rose and fell with every breath taken. The grimace hadn't gone unnoticed, with any questions Eddie may have held on the reason behind it being answered rather unexpectedly by the sudden kiss on her part.

"Mmmmm!!" His initial sounds of protests were muffled by her lips, as the dark haired male raised his hand to attempt in pushing her away, yet seemingly stopped short on performing the shove as the female vamps taste refilled themselves onto his taste buds with a vengeance. There was enough control there that Eddie hadn't attempted to deepen the small gash on Lenni's tongue, but he did end up suckling at the moist appendage as it slipped free of his lips.

Eddie was starting to tremble by now, watching that bloody patch on the tip of her tongue, seemingly fixated on it until she pulled it back into her mouth to speak. The trembling wasn't out of fear. Well, perhaps a twinge of fear at letting loose of his senses. More so, however, it was an effect of his trying to restrain himself from pouncing at the teasing vampire. Gazing into her eyes, listening to what she had to say, Eddie had a rough, yet oddly clear comprehension of what she was driving toward. His skin suddenly felt so warm and sensitive to her touch as her hands rubbed along his neck before one would reach up to pat upon his cheek. His five senses hadn't quite felt such a level of activity since forever.

The lycan's eyes hadn't left her own for a second. He may have even stopped blinking for a time, as that normally cool gaze of his held a mixture of desperation and want which betrayed his usual demeanor. "Don't... Don't think you know me so well, Lenni." He spoke, defiance within his voice, albeit with more then a twinge of hesitation at getting the initial words out, "I'm nothing like you. I'm not a slave to my base nature and hungers. T-They might be there... but I can get past them."

The wolfboy took in a deep breath while further collecting himself.
Damn, did she smell nice.
And her taste...

Shaking off such thoughts, Eddie finally pulled his gaze away from Lenni's, albeit without breaking full eye contact while continuing to defiantly address her. "Face it. I don't need you the same way you seem to need me." Which, in his mind, was the truth. Hell, there may have been truth to it in general. He was certainly on the path toward being able to live the rest of his life without the excess. Now that the door was open, however...

Regardless, the shifting of the clouds above had given the lycan an indication of how much time had passed. If nothing else, she was right about his needing to run off. Putting barely held steady hands onto her waist, Eddie manage to muster the willpower to nudge Lenni a step or two away of him, before finishing, "Now... if you'll excuse me... I do have class to rush off toward..."

Taking those first few steps away from her was surprisingly difficult. His legs felt incredibly heavy for no discernable reason. But the young male managed, as he back away a few feet, front still facing toward the female vamp at first, before finally turning and then making his way back toward the academy at a brisk (to put it mildly) pace. Eddie may have been rushing off under the pretense of needing to hurry for his class. But he knew the truth. Lenni likely did as well. The truth that the wolf was rushing away in order to distance himself from that temptation for the time being. A temptation which lingered on within his veins, as Eddie made off toward his next class while attempting to ignore both the lingering taste of her within his mouth and the resulting throbbing need hidden between his legs.

 

[Mephistophelily]

"Hm." Lenni just smiled as he denied her thoughts on the situation, folding her arms over her chest and listening to him. The catch in his voice, the look in his eyes- they spoke otherwise from what his actual words tried to convey. His stare was deadset, one she matched equally, one that tried to bore straight into him.

"That's right, Puppy. Run along," She called after him as he stumbled in his first few steps, her tongue running against her fangs once again. "You can run away from me, but don't even think that you can run away from what's inside you-! You're just like a wild dog, Eddie- You've tasted it! When will the wolf crave more, Eddie?" She was almost screaming it after him, her voice raising as he ran back towards the school.

She wasn't even sure if he heard her anymore. But her point had been made.

And her plan put into place. Not quite the way she had intended it, but what she had craved was finally going into motion. She had the wolf, and he fought back like the wild animal she knew him to be- in defense of his own domestication.

"Silly little puppydog," She purred as she headed back for the dorms. "I don't think you realize just how much we've left ourselves in common now..."

She was humming softly as she drifted to her own room, the heavy curtains blocking out the attempting to return sunlight. His taste still lingered on her lips, twining with the soft flavor of her own. Light, to be certain- after all, her own blood didn't have much to it, simply the residuals of whatever she had feasted upon over the last few weeks... But his- His was something strong that refused to leave her senses. Something that demanded her attention.

Her door was closed behind her, her hands pulling away as the door locked closed from a thought. One thing her father had warned on- parts of her abilities seem to grow when she was hungered, a predator's fight trigger, as he called it. She ached for Eddie now. That taste had only touched the iceberg for her.... That look, that fear and need that both fought in the Lycan's eyes- She had loved it. She wanted to see that again. A higher level... She wondered what look came to his face when he fed, or when he was lost in the depths of passion....

Now there was another glorious thought.
Eddie...
Given in to his primal desires, those snarls and fury put to a proper use....

She groaned softly at the image that came to her mind with that; herself on hands and knees her bed, Eddie atop her, mounting her like the beast she knew he could be-

"Ohhh, yes...," She hissed, her body now laying on her sheets as her hand crawled beneath her skirt. The idea of it all was too strong, the vampire finding herself far too aroused to leave the idea be.

But if it was going to haunt her...
It should haunt him too.

He had tasted from her.
She had tasted from him.

Eddie... She drove into his mind, her eyes still tightly closed as her fingers delved against her wet folds. Eddie, do you know what I'm doing now? I'm thinking of you, Eddie. I imagined your taste, Eddie... I imagined you inside me... Would you bite me when you did it, Eddie? Or would you let me bite you? I wouldn't ask your permission, Eddie. If you get to have me, Eddie... I get to have you... Don't you want me, Eddie? Don't you want to fuck me, Eddie?

It was hard to keep focused enough to keep that connection with him, her attention waning from the Lycan's mind to that of her busy hand. I'm coming because of you, Eddie... My darling little puppy...

She lost it.
Her thoughts left his, her mental state shattered as she cried out on the bed, her hips raising from the sheets and grinding into her hand. "E-Eddieee-!," She groaned out, panting as she pulled free her fingers from her panties.

If that hadn't gotten his attention.... She wasn't sure what would. She smirked with the thought, her fingertips running against her tongue.

 

[Eazy]

Despite what happened earlier and the resulting frustrations which the lycanthrope felt even now, Eddie had managed to make it into his last class without really drawing any attention toward himself. He'd taken a chance to get a drink of water, of course, both to wash out the lingering traces of blood and, more importantly, those lingering traces of Lenni upon his lips. Things were going to be very complicated between the two of them for a while now, but Eddie was trying, rather unsuccessfully, to push those thoughts aside while focusing on taking notes while the lecturer spoke on monster related history. Funny at times on how much the old Universal movies came close to getting right about their respective ancestors.

Somewhere along the way, however, Eddie began to feel a strange prodding sensation within his head. Only it wasn't so much physical, as it were a feeling of an outside disturbance to his thought patterns. Glancing about the classroom, the young lycan could have sworn he'd heard Lenni speaking his name. Before he could brush the notion aside as a figment of his imagination, the strangely soothing sound of her voice penetrated his concentration once more; filling the male's head with further words which succeeded at flustering the normally calm student.

Lenni? How are you... His mind somewhat reached out, unsure on if she could hear any part of him in return, or even if this were real or simply some type of temporary grip on reality after his near loss of control earlier. If it weren't real, it sure as hell felt and sounded like it were, as she spoke into his mind. It was a violation of sorts, with her being able to reach her way into there, while filling his head with the lewd sounds of her arousal.

Not just the sounds. Good lord, the lycan could swear he'd felt her arousal, even as the vampires concentration waned enough for grant him brief reprieves from the females current actions. He could feel her heat. Could smell her. Taste her even now, as that earlier lingering trace of her on his tongue came back to him with a vengeance. His nostrils flared. Breathing quickened. Heart racing, as blood flowed toward the male anatomy in response of this unique stimuli. It may have been his own supernaturally primal nature filling in on what she was doing as he heard those lewd words and sounds, but regardless, Eddie could almost feel her as those busy fingers drew her closer toward her end. Feel her growing so close to that sweet climaxing, with her thoughts leaving his rather suddenly, yet making their effect known as the lycan was suddenly brought back to reality by the sound and feel of the firmly grasped pen suddenly snapping between his fingers.

The sound was enough to draw the attention of a few classmates, whom may have noticed the rather flushed look on the males features were they not immediately drawn toward the sudden mess made from the spilt ink of the pen. Giving a genuinely annoyed grunt at the mess of black ink on his fingers, the lycanthrope asked to be excused to wash up, which he was promptly granted. Leaving the class, Eddie headed off toward the restroom, where he'd indeed gone through the hassle of washing away the ink. However, this wasn't the only reason the young male needed a break from class, as evident by the frustratingly tented portion at the front of his pants.

"Damn it, Lenni...." He silently cursed, still wondering if that were truly her doing or simply his own overactive imagination combined with the burning lust which Eddie perhaps foolishly believed to have squashed prior to class.

Either way, it was obvious this thick, throbbing 'problem' of his wasn't going to go down of its own accord. With a frustrated sigh, the male moved into one of the bathroom stalls, knowing there would be few, if any, other students showing up due to the late hour and the minimal classes at this time of the day. With that in mined, Eddie locked the stall door behind him, then hastily unzipped his pants and tugged away his underwear enough to draw out that lengthy and already close to bursting cock. With a fair supply of tissue papers available to his side, the lycan submitted to his urges just enough to begin stroking that strong hand along the length of his arousal.

Feeling the strong jolt of pleasure which the initial simple contact made, Eddie bit at his lower lip to stifle a groan, while beginning to work his hand along the thick girth of his cock. The tip was already glistening with precum before the lycan had even removed it from clothing, and these first few strokes had him nearly dripping into the toilet bowl beneath. The prickles of pleasure continued growing with intensity, as it quickly became clear for the wolfboy on how little it would take for him to finish. Working his hand along the length, tugging and pulling at the flesh of his fat cock, the male's body shook with excitement as his teeth clenched while feeling that first orgasm hitting. Hard.

"Hmmm!" Was the first of many grunted, almost growled noises which Eddie would make while hitting his peak, as the first powerful blast of his cum shot out and painted the toilet bowl before him. His hips shook, almost mimicking a thrusting motion, while working the length of himself within his strong grip as thick, white streams of his fluids streamed out in steady torrents. Sounds of his ejaculation could be heard within the restroom, with the thick fluid colliding with its target, mixed with the sounds of his almost animalistic grunting which gave way to panting after the peak of this pleasure was over.

The majority of his seed did manage landing into the bowl, but a fair amount had splattered onto the lid and some of the wall behind it. As Eddie panted heavily within the stall, he briefly reflected on how that's where the steady supply of tissue papers along with water from the faucets would come in hand. It was a brief reflection, however, as the greater concern for him was how his erection hadn't seemed to go down in the least. With his hand still grasp at the base of the shaft, the lycan gave a single tug, finding himself still sensitive and ready to go, as both a moan of pleasure and a small shot of cum escaped from the single action. With some frustration, the wolfboy began to slowly resume the previous action; both starting to find himself enjoying the surprising state of arousal and feeling frustration at realizing it would take several times before he could return to finish class.

 

[Mephistophelily]

She may have lost her own link to him, but she felt.... Enough.... To know she'd struck more than a nerve. Darling Good Boy Edgar was having problems in class. Even skipping out to go do far less than studious activities elsewhere. Her eyes stayed closed as she sat on her bed, a devious little chuckle leaving her lips as she pulled those hard-to-catch images from his mind. Oh, it would certainly be harder to do once he figured out what she was doing; he had asked before if she could manipulate minds of other Creatures. Powers of suggestion, no. The will of other Supernatural Beings was far too complicated to tamper with heavily, yet another reason she found her game with Eddie so fascinating.

But pawing through their thoughts? Connecting mental pathways? Easy enough- with the proper opening setups, which had been acchieved. As long as they continued to share that connection of blood, she could keep at the mental pathway. His mental images, however, could be prevented from her prying if he tried- but at the moment, he seemed unaware she was even there.

"Naughty little puppydog," she purred as she found what he had done, the continued efforts to relieve his ache only stirring the vampire's lust once more.

Unfortunately, more play meant the need for more food. As fun and wonderfully useful her little taste of Eddie had been, it was nowhere near enough to sustain her through the night. Simply training and exherting her naturally nocturnal body to tolerate wandering in day took a tremendous strain on her- then to add in her extra activities of the day.... She was dragging now. A quick rest, she deemed; a tiny nap to get through til nightfall, then the hunt.

Even if that "hunt" was as boring as swiping more rats from the university labs.
Curling into her bed, the smirking vampire was soon napping the remains of the afternoon away.


She awoke just as dusk began to creep in, pulling from her bed and attempting to float out the window- only to find herself to weak to even manage a simple momentary hover. She huffed at that, planting her feet back against the floor and heading for the hallways.

Walking to hunt.
Bleh. How droll. No element of surprise.... Looked like rat was the best menu option for the evening... She puffed out another huff of annoyance with the thought, starting out around the dorm buildings ans heading for the campus grounds. Maybe a little squirrel would wander out first... Just something to tide her over...

She spotted one such fuzzy lawn wanderer, stalking the little creature as her thoughts drifted slightly to another, larger, furry creature. "I have no intention on losing our connection, Eddie...," she mumbled to herself, her hand snatching down quickly to grab the squirrel attempting to return to its tree. "Let's see how much I can take...." She smirked with that thought, carrying her squirming prize back behind the dorms' storage shed.

Hungry, of course.
But she also knew some of the dorm residents weren't keen on predator creatures taking their meals in the middle of the shared yard...

 

[Eazy]

The wolfboy had managed to 'relieve' himself enough earlier in the day to continue the remainder of class and then head back for the dormitory without any further incident. Still, this didn't meant Eddie wasn't without a nagging feeling of 'hunger' due to his previous incident with Lenni. Having locked himself up within his room, the lycanthrope had tried to keep his mind off of those urges through any means necessary. Studying. Reading. Watching television. Even resorting to the old stereotype of attempting to work off that pent up stress through a little exercise by means of push up's.... which unfortunately resorted to him having a mental image of Lenore spread out beneath him and thus beginning to grind down into the wooden surface of the room with numerous thrusting motions until accidentally ejaculating.

An hour or so and a fresh change of pants later, Eddie was attempting to treat this 'hunger' like he would any other past temptation which threatened his usual restraint. Only it wasn't nearly the same as if he were to pick up the scent or taste of an alluring human female. Lenni was something else. Unique. Dangerous. The type of female which tempted the lycan on several different levels aside from basic physical attraction or even a welcoming scent. Vampires and lycanthropes did tend to have a strange synergy with another. Eddie and Lenore's fathers had some shared history of this in the past, albeit of a far different nature, the young wolf could only figure.

Either way, the persistent urges continued well into the night, with the moon, which was always one to feed into his baser instincts, making it nearly impossible for him to ignore it any longer. As such, Eddie had given into his desires. The moon was quite visible from inside the room due to the view into the night sky from his partially closed window, but even if Eddie were to take the time to shut the curtains, he knew it'd do little good on stifling the effect it held. For a good while now, the young man had feverishly worked his hand along the length of his cock while sitting at the edge of his bed. Tissues were within reach. Trash bin nearby. It wasn't long for the latter to be filled with sticky wads of the former, as the lycanthrope worked on dealing with this almost tormenting state of arousal.

Along the way, Edgar had actually begun to let his control slip enough until his body was partially transformed. Not yet taking full wolfen form, so much as beginning to show signs of the increased body hair along with sharpened nails and partially elongated fingers. "Damn it." He silently cursed, voice actually carrying out into a small growl before giving a shaking head of disapproval over what he was considering, "Guess it's the next best thing...."

Resigning himself to giving in further this one time, Eddie paused at his current masturbatory actions in order to focus on the following change. His other half (some would argue his 'true' half) wasn't a side which the lycanthrope cursed male liked to stay in often, but he did change into it willingly on numerous occasions to make sure his control over it was maintained. Letting out a low growl, a series if strained grunts escaping the male's lips as the once painful physical changes took place, the young Talbot began shifting into his own version of the full wolfman form he'd inherited from his father. Pants still unbuckled, the increase of mass toward the males body was evident as being an all around change, as that throbbing, almost inhumanly sized cock stood proudly throughout the transformation.

His clothing stretched, not ripping one bit, due to his specialized clothing which was designed for stretching in the event of such changes, until the leathery material hugged firmly at his wolf/humanoid form. Huffing slightly from his muzzle as the wolfman gazed down at that throbbing need, Eddie slowly pushed himself further back onto the bed, still sitting up, before starting to make use of both his increased flexibility and the now considerable length of his arousal by hunching over his lap to self pleasure himself in ways many men either joked or often wished to do. His long tongue was especially useful here, as the lycan began to work slippery appendage over the head and upper portion of his own cock; tasting the remnants of his earlier ejaculations while cleaning and pleasuring himself.

Low huffs escaped from deep within his throat, while finding himself surprisingly enthralled with the resulting self pleasure. In his younger days it was something Eddie had considered attempting, but never brought himself to truly trying. Funny how much one stupid incident and the resulting shift of hormones can alter a guys willingness to open himself toward new experiences. Working the flexible tongue faster, a little harder now, the wolfman slobbered rather hungrily around that thick shaft, while feeling himself growing closer to another climax. If nothing else, Eddie faintly consoled himself, this definitely beat the hell out of using his hands for the seemingly hundredth time that day.

 

[Mephistophelily]

Three. Three of the furry little bastards. The taste was horrendous, a disgusting mess that seemed to linger in her mouth. Yech. She'd have to find a way to get rid of that. Maybe she could see if Eddie would be up for going out for something to-

Oh. Right. He probably wasn't as welcoming of going out for activities with her at the moment, not after what she had done to him earlier. Ohh well. He'd get over it soon enough. And if he didn't- well. She'd simply make him get over it. But to do that, it required another session with him. The simple little passing of the tiny bits of blood wasn't nearly enough to keep contact with him.

Ohhh Edd-iieee....

...

Nothing. Damn.
She'd lost him already.
But she certainly couldn't tell HIM that. There was a slight take to him, enough to tell her exactly where he was- still up in his room, a pull toward his location as she tried to reach out to him. Poor little puppy dog, hiding in his room to lick his wounds.

"I'll come cheer you up, Eddie.... No need to be all pouty about it. I suppose I was a bit too rough on you today..." With a sigh, she tossed the remains of her last 'snack' over her shoulder, wiping her mouth against the back of her hand and heading for the lycan's dorm. All in all, she was rather pleased on having made as much of an impact as she had. She really hadn't thought she could effect him enough to actually take off like that in the midst of his class- and to go twice like that in the restroom-! She giggled softly as she recalled what she had pulled from his mind, coming to stop outside the werewolf's door and raising her hand to knock.

There was a noise.
A curious noise.
What in blazes was that?

She hesitantly touched the doorknob, finding it to turn easily under her touch. "Eddie...?," She started softly, stepping into the darkened room. Even as a creature of the night herself, it took a moment for her eyes to adjust from the brightness of the hall to the lack of light he kept.

But that noise was still there. Louder here. More... animalistic. She stepped out a bit more, peering over to the bed- and gasped at what she saw. Not in shock, not in horror- but pure bliss. Eddie, in his full werwolf form... quite busy with- taking care of a 'little' problem.

"Ohhh, PUPPY."
She was anything but soft with her words now.
"And here I thought you were licking your WOUNDS.... I suppose that counts as one, though, doesn't it?" She smiled as the werewolf's maw pulled free of his length, the heavy panting sound she had heard from the hall seeming even louder now. She stepped closer, a heavy lustful look to her eyes as she took him in, so pleased to see him in his full glory. "Look. At. YOU...," She purred out, reaching out to touch under his chin, fully aware that he may even try to snap at her at this point- She wasn't certain just how much of the Eddie she knew was lost out to this side of him, but she was absolutely overjoyed to see it. "What a handsome boy you become, Eddie. My darling Puppydog... Do you want me to help you, hmm? Are you having trouble, dear? Did I rile up my doggie far too much today? Poor boy..."

She reached down, grasping all that she could manage of his wolven arousal, staring up at him with solemn eyes. "Go ahead and try to bite me, Eddie. All it will do is make things stronger between us. I'll heal from ANY bite you try to give me, any would you think you can make... and from what I understand, YOU will TOO." She licked her lips, staring into those wolf's eyes. "Do you care to test this? Do you want to see how far we can go? What I did to you earlier is just the TIP...," She stroked her fingers against his as she uttered the word, still staring at him. "... of all I plan to do to you. You. Are MINE, Eddie. Whether you like it or not. Unless you WANT me to collar you and march you proudly through the halls of that school, you WILL listen to me. I can make your life wonderful, or an absolute HELL. So... What will it be, Puppy...?"

 

[Eazy]

The werewolf was so caught up within his self pleasuring acts that it's normally heightened senses had missed out on his classmates arrival until she spoke up. Startled, Eddie pulled his maw away of the length of that throbbing cock, which resulted in a thin line of saliva briefly joining the beasts lips with the tip before severing itself. His heavy panting, mixed with the occasional grunting sound, continued due to the frustration of being stopped within the midst of what was turning into a rather satisfying experiment. The beast remained still, glaring with those intense eyes as Lenni moved closer to touch under his darkly furred chin.

The male wouldn't snap at her. Not yet. But he did let out a low growl as if to warn her to not getting carried away. Showing her his sharp teeth in a menacing manner, Eddie was prepared to take a warning snap of his powerful jaws at the vampire, until the feeling of her free hand grasping at the girth of him had broke through that tough exterior. Letting slip a deep groan, eyes focused on her own as she spoke of his current predicament and their newly fledgling connection, the male's moistened cock began to twitch under the continued manipulations of her hand.

When Lenni's slender fingers moved to stroke upon the thick, bulbous, yet sensitive tip of his arousal, the vampire would find herself rewarded with the feel of his precum beginning to coat those teasing digits. The substance was however thicken then what a human male and many other species would produce at this stage. It was almost so thick as a regular human's semen, with the warm essence coating around the tip of Eddie's length and adding a nice sheen of his arousal on her slender fingers.

For his part, Eddie was normally relatively cognitive of his actions while placed within this form. This wasn't so much an exception here, but there was indeed an added haze to his mind given the earlier effects of Lenni's bite. Perhaps with time he could grow further used to this change; however, for the time being, everything around him almost held a dreamlike state to it. This wasn't made any easier by the continued eye contact with the vamp who spoke with warning of how easier this could be if he'd give into the beast.

There was enough of Eddie controlling the actions of the beast to where the wolfman was able to refrain from immediately giving into her ultimatum. However, this lingering amount of self restraint wasn't enough for fighting off the very hard realty of how desperate he'd grown for a true release to what he'd been experiencing for the latter part of the day. His lips parted, as if wanting to say something, which Eddie could manage to do under normal circumstances. Normal circumstances being the key word, as instead the only sounds which escaped were the primal huffing and grunting noises drawn out by Lenni's fingers exploring along the sensitive and throbbing length of his thick arousal.

Without words, the werewolf continued gazing up into the vampires enchanting eyes. The mixtures of lust and frustration were evident within Eddie's sharp eyes, only to be joined by a hint of apparent disappointment. Disappointment at himself, it would seem, as the lycanthrope slowly began to recline back onto the bed; letting his elbows prop himself enough to where the powerful beastly man could still stare down at both Lenni and the throbbing tower of cock which was standing proudly between his thighs. Presenting himself rather submissively like so, the lupine male awaited for the vampire to do what was necessary. To do what they both desired and needed.

 

[Mephistophelily]

She stared at him for what felt eternally long moments, studying those predator's eyes, the beast he had become- and the hunger, desperation buried within them. He was trying to fight still, wasn't he? Even with all this, all she had done thus far, his need and her offer to solve it... He simply would not give in. Defiant little doggy. Maybe he needed a little training.

She squeezed against his shaft, the great girth of him difficult to take completely in her grasp, but certainly something she wanted to control just as much as the rest of him. All of him. He was to be completely hers. Her hand gripping, clutching and gliding slowly, the added slick from his own previous attempt at dealing with his dilemma and his thick precum making those motions so much easier. "Sit, boy," she purred, her other hand still holding to that furlined jaw.

He slid back against his bed, still staring up at her, offering up his wolven hips, his full arousal to her touch. Watching him was- ohhh, this was simply beautiful. She sucked in her lower lip, studying him over for a moment, finally taking her fingers from his maw and stepping back slightly. "I really like the fact you can't speak in this form, Eddie. You seem so much more... Compliant, too. Does Wolfie like this? Is that it? Or is it simply that this side is led far more by this?," she inquired, squeezing tightly once more. "So eager to make yourself feel better, my poor boy. I can help, puppy." She smiled,only to move around to his other side, trading hands to grasp and stroke ever-so-slowly along that trembling thickness, her lips coming to kiss along his furry cheek and neck. "You smell so incredible, Edgar. Can you catch my scent? The scent of my arousal for you?," she whispered, purring against his mane.

She wanted... So badly... To bite. The artery, right there, resting so close to her lips as she kissed his neck. Damn it...

"Hold still, Eddie. Hold still and it won't hurt."

She looked back up into those eyes a moment, finally bringing her lips down to meet his engorged head, taking the oversized crown into her mouth and licking off the thick mess he had started. The werewolf's pose left his eyes easily viewed, her own deadlocked from her position between his legs.

Don't bite here.
He really will hurt you.

Instead, she slipped her mouth further down- not much further, considering his size, an impossibility for her jaw to truly allow in... But she tried to make up for this by keeping a hand wrapped against what she could, a groan of lust burying against him as she played. More of that taste, one she was certain she'd never lose a hunger for- much like the taste of his blood that she hungered for now.

 

[Eazy]

Those heavy pants continued to huff out of the wolven male's partially opened maw as his intense eyes glared upward at the vampire. At her teasing words, Eddie had shown a hint of annoyance and was perhaps even tempted to show a fair amount of disobediance toward his classmate. Such ideas were squashed, however, at the feel of those strong hands giving another tight squeeze at his throbbing hardness; drawing out a loud groan from the werewolf as his body shook every so slightly upon the mattress. Her further words of teasing encouragement hadn't fallen on deaf ears, but Eddie seemed further lost within the pleasurable sensations brought about by Lenni's hands to really cause any fuss.

When she moved in closer to kiss along his cheek and neck, the lycanthrope had indeed begun to pick up strongly on her scent. True, Eddie was capable of smelling her even while across the room while in this form. But this was different, as the wolf's elongated snout began to lightly sniff at the vamp; feeling his own temptations struggling to be withheld even as she was faced with biting back the urge to taste of him. As such, it was a mixed blessing when she did move away of one head in order to pay attention toward another. A mixed blessing which gave way to becoming a full one, however, as Lenni brought her lips to taking the crown of his shaft into her mouth and running her tongue around the sensitive tip.

Those heavy pants which were so persistent prior had steadily become mixed with a number of strained groans, before finding themselves further replaced by the rather primal sounds of the beasts heavy breathing. Due to his past issues with practicing self restraint, Eddie had a rather limited sexual history in general, with absolutely zero experience at being touched by another person while locked within his secondary (or perhaps some would argue 'true') form. So aside from the given sensations of having an eager partner working their mouth and lips over such an erogenous area, there was the added thrill of his beast side enjoying the pleasures which were so long deprived to it.

Those clawed fingers, already having started ripping lightly into the sheets beneath him, were beginning to dig further into the mattress while Lenni licked away at the sticky mess on the head of his shaft while working her hand along the lower portion. It seemed Eddie may end up having to come up with some excuse the next day on why he'd need a change of mattresses for his room, but that mattered little at the moment, as his increasingly single minded focus remained on the pale figure between his strong legs. Lenni's efforts had cause that earlier precum to begin seeping out at a steadier pace, with a few of the squeezes and strokes of her hand actually managing to cause a small ejaculation-like reaction of squirting into her mouth.

That strong chest of his would rise and fall with every animalistic intake of air which sounded as much like a beast wanting to pounce a prey than it did a man filled with arousal. His eyes were constantly locked onto the sight of Lenni, the pain-in-the-butt vampire girl whom had been a sometimes friend, other times annoyance, taking the upper portion of his throbbing cock into her mouth as her cheeks would bulge out due to dealing with the girth. Eddie could feel those small streams of precum as they left his crown, sending an additional jolt of pleasure at their exit, along with noting any change of reaction on the vamp's part due to the sudden treat. He felt her tongue working around the tip while she licked up and teased at him to both clean and produce more of that very pent up excessive amount of cum which was welding up within his heavy sac.

It was all so surreal, almost dreamlike, yet felt so incredible with every waking moment that he never believed it to be anything less than reality. And for this moment in time, both man and beast, often at odds toward another within the body of Edgar Talbot, seemed to be able to agree on wanting to have the vampy little vampire on this night, even if it meant submitting to her every whims. The shameful thought caused an intense little thrill throughout the wolfman's body, as that throbbing cock began to twitch within Lenni's mouth - swelling slightly while a steadier and thicker supply of precum would occasionally spill out onto her waiting tongue and down her throat.

 

[Mephistophelily]

The heavy heated panting that seemed to be right against the back of her neck was more of a driving force than even the feel of him in her lips. She loved that sound... that heat, the fact she was doing this to him. The beast that he was, controlled so easily, brought to a trembling mess that held so still, just from the use of her mouth. She wanted more than just that to happen, to make simply WORDS bring about the growl of his voice. The need of his darker side, the animal he fought so hard to keep in check. This, right here, was what she wanted to see more of.

Her gaze raised back up as she sucked her way down him a bit more, her tongue lapping away the thick sticky development of his precum as she moaned against him. The taste of him was simply- overwhelming. Much like the sampling of his blood she had taken, she found another level to it, a flavor that left her wanting. She stared into those wolfen eyes, seeing how wanting he was, how much he was truly enjoying this.

He twitched, throbbed in her mouth, the heavy growl that came from him still filling the room, echoing into her ears as she purred at him, coaxing the thick fluid from him as she suckled and stroked. Her hand continued to play, guiding up and down in teasing hard strokes. She pulled her mouth free once more, gasping and moaning up at him with a playful smile as her hand continued. "Ohhh, Puppy. You see how much better things can be when you cooperate with me? it feels good, doesn't it? See, that's part of our whole... connection, darling. I can drive you absolutely MAD.... and nothing, nothing at all will satisfy you- but me. I can get into your head. I can show you exactly what I'm doing, put such vivid images in your mind, taunt and tease you with every thought... and much like today, no matter how much you play, how much you try to cum... Nothing will make it better. You. Will come. To me. And I will take.... whatever I wish."

She purred a bit with that, running her tongue up along his thigh, kissing against his furred flesh as her hand continued to stroke, massaging his tip, toying and teasing and claiming that warm stickiness he presented to her. "I will make you come to love pain with pleasure, Eddie...," She whispered, drawing back her lips and letting her fangs free, biting down into the thickness of his thigh as she gripped him even tighter, working the length of him. She would let him taste of her as well... That connection, that wonderful pathway into his mind- she needed to keep that. She wanted to keep her Puppydog on his short leash...