Vamp Club

OOC: ~L~ I'd imagine she'd have more than a closet avaliable for such encounters... ;) Plot is good, but if we keep on going where ever it is we're going, I feel we'll end up with a novel before our clothes even come off! (Hey Kitty, wanna share a snack? ;))
 
OOC: As it seems I have not gotten a response, I would like to join you all in the active crowd if that is okay?
 
Katrina

hmm closets in a night club.......maybe a coat room...*smile*
Nothing wrong with some tension filled storyline, I'm rather enjoying it...and as long as you guys want to play it out I don't mind. I was just hoping someone else would come along (pun intended) I don't mind playing if you'd like to share...*smile* then again Omega has offered to join in.

It's up to you as you are actively involved

Now IC

Katrina loved her club, it offered a variety of people, textures, tastes, she slide up behind a couple and took a little taste on the dark dance floor before moving on.
 
I moved around the dance floor, watching the bodies writhe beneath shear material that clung to the skin. Young men and women, all very desireable, moved together as one mass. Hands reached out to feel those dancing and passing through. I squeezed back as I could, touching old friends and new. The warmth of those who had recently fed caused a mild humidity on that mixed with the dry ice fog. The humans, most who had no idea they were cavorting with the undead, laughed and drank, enjoying the party. It was always thus at Katrina's club. I had missed it. I moved toward her, if only for a hello and hug.


OOC: Okay, I'll jump back in. Look out!
 
OOC: Jumping back in...

IC: I thought to my self, "My lines a pretty lame I suppose, she didn't even flinch." Muscular with fangs and a trenchcoat was not really a hit with humans. Too dark for them I suppose.

I cracked my neck and looked around the room. People were all dancing in time to the music, the sea of humans and vampires joining to the beat. I took another swig of my flask, and as I lowered my head I saw Katrina, the owner of the club, moving along the floor, eying a couple, before moving along into the sea of people.

My intentions were clear, I was not going to go for the blandness of human flesh, oh no. The more I eyed Katrina the more I wanted to be next to her, to feel the rush that only 2 vampires can experiance.

I had seen her before, but I did not remember her being so beautiful. I wanted to talk to her...for the first time.

I walked down to the floor, bumping into many people, fighting the live sea of flesh, bone, and blood, before I finally caught up to her. I bumped into her, intentionally.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to crash into you like that! Are you okay?"

"God," I thought "How many lame lines am I going to be delivering tonight?"
 
Katrina

"I heal easily," I whispered noticing quickly his pale skin, recognizing another of my kind. I smiled licking a trace of blood off my sharp teeth, which were quickly retracting. It had been a long time since I'd seen such hunger directed at me. I moved closer and space cleared around us as I ran my hands along his chest. We danced for what seemed like a brief span of time and eternity in a way that only we could sense time.

"Shall we go upstairs?" I murmur huskily noticing how his eyes darted over my clothing that covered yet revealed.
 
IC: After dancing with Katrina and seeing her sultry moves and tantilizing gestures, her invite to the upstairs was all to inviting.

"Sure" I said, as she took my hand and lead me to the upstairs room. As owner of the club she had access to rooms not even Vampires knew existed in the club.

She lead me to her private chamber, a dark room illuminated by only our eyes, and our lustful gazes.

I took off my coat and placed it on a rack on the wall. I reached for my flask and took a swig of the blood, and gazed at her everso longingly. I wanted her, and she knew it. The lustfulness was on a level I have rarely experianced. I was awestruck.

I moved closer, and grasped her in my arms, unable to contain myself.
 
Nick's eyes glazed over for a moment, maybe more, before he looked back at the love of his life, now dancing next to him. Their bodies together with the dance of the music excited him, and brought in many thoughts.
Many thoughts.
"Is there," he didn't want to sound too forward, but for some reason, he didn't feel like it was, "Somewhere more private we can go?"
 
Katrina

I was old enough to recall when sex was practically a sin, the 21st century was a very interesting time to be alive, and since I didn't have to think about disease or pregnancy the sexual act was even more exciting. I recalled my first and last vampiric partner. I dusted away the memory as I watched him take a drink then approach me his cloak finally tossed off. Our warm lips met and we tasted the faint traces of blood. It was a turn on and I kept my teeth in check as we tested each other's limits.

After all we were undoubtedly equal in strength and perhaps even age, but probably not experience.
 
Cara

I smiled at Nick.

"Just how private?" I asked. "A dark booth?" I pointed to the far wall. "Or there are more private rooms upstairs," I said, pointing a slender finger upward, his gaze followed my finger. I brought my hand back down, my fingertips grazing over his cheek, bringing his eyes back to mine. "Or perhaps, you'd like to come home with me?" A sweet grin spread across my face, tinged with a bit of wickedness. I trailed my hand down over his chest, letting my hands roam while he made his decision.
 
Everywhere she touched turned to fire. His skin bright and alive with her fingers grazing against them. It was an inferno he enjoyed, lusted after, in fact. He began to curse the man who invented clothes for the very reason that she couldn't touch him more.
Soon she would... so soon.
"Upstairs," he breathed heavily, he couldn't make his voice any louder if he wished it, "Somewhere alone."
He took his hand in hers, to be led the way.
 
Cara

"Upstairs," Nick's reply was faint, but the desire behind it was not. "Somewhere alone." He slipped his hand into mine, I smiled, leaning in to give him a soft grazing kiss before turning and leading him off the dance floor.

I lead him over to a door, where a vampire bouncer kept watch over who went up. I nodded to him, opening myself to him so that he might know my intentions and let us pass. He quickly understood, standing aside and giving me a wink as I lead Nick through the door and up a narrow staircase.

The hall at the top of the stairs was lined with doors, I walked past several before my senses lead me to one which was unoccupied and suitable for our purposes. I opened the door and pulled Nick into the room. I let go of his hand, letting him take a look around the room as I locked the door. There was dark red carpet under our feet, and black walls in the room. The furnishings consisted of a bed, two side tables, an arm chair, and a small bathroom.

I suppressed a laugh. I'd never been in any of these rooms, but knew of them. The place practically screamed bordello. There were black silk sheets on the bed, a red duvet, and lamps on the side tables with red light bulbs.

I turned my attention back to Nick, not caring any more what the room looked like. He stood there, seemingly mesmerized until I touched his hand. He blinked, looking at me as if he couldn't believe where he actually was. I smiled sweetly, pulling him close to me and kissing him, feeling him under my hands, opening myself to his every sensation. I reached up, my fingers making quick work of his shirt buttons and my hands eagerly reaching out to explore the bare flesh.
 
Lips really touching together. He hadn't been kissed like that in years. A true desire in that kiss, something both carnal and romantic. He matched it, his own desires getting the better of him at this encounter.
Things flooded from his mind as he wanted nothing more than this moment, and the promises it made to both of them. The moments to come would only be better.
His pants were unbuckled, and down at his ankles, as he let her finish wit his shirt. Her dress neeed to go, but he was unsure of how to do that.
Roaming her body, he eventually came across a zipper, which he pulled down as slowly as he possibly could, anticipation still on his brow.
Why had it been so long? This was such a simple pleasure, a simple desire, and everyone shared it? There wasn't a man or woman that didn't want this for themselves, so why was it so hard to come across?
He groaned, unable to help himself, as she continued her assault on his lips and his clothes.
 
Re: Katrina

The faint taste of the blood on Katrina's lips sent my head in a whirl. It had been forever since my last Vampiric Encounter, and i felt this one woul be even better than the first.

I brushed away my inhibitions as we kissed. Tonight, I was hers.

I wanted so badly to taste her, to feel her, and to be one with her. I brushed away her hair and slowly grazed my lips along the soft pale skin of her neck as I held her and slowly removed my overshirt.
 
Cara

My hands removed any clothing they came across, eager to feel every inch of his body under my finger tips. His hands found the zipper on my dress, slowly pulling it down. I kissed him, his lips, then to his chin and down his jaw line, over his neck, my tongue trailing over his throat, then blowing onto his neck, watching the goose bumps rise along his flesh. Kissing his neck, feeling the strong pulse of his blood just under his skin, another kiss, hot blood just under the skin, my head becoming a little cloudy, feeling the fangs forming, opening my mouth...

I pushed Nick away from me, the back of his legs hit the bed, and he found himself sitting there. I smiled before he could notice anything wrong, and held up a finger, indicating that he stay put. I turned my back to him, using the moment to mentally talk myself down, my teeth return to their normal state. I had eaten before I picked up Nick, he was just causing me to lose control in every way it seemed...

Running my right hand up to my left shoulder, slowly pushing the strap of my dress down my arm, looking back over my shoulder with a coy smile as I reached over to push down the other strap. With that done, I simply let the dress fall the floor, exposing the black thong I wore, as well as the Celtic tattoo across my lower back. I turned back to face him, stepping out of the puddle that was my dress, walking towards him until my long white legs were between his thighs. He reached out, running his hands over my skin, leaning forward to kiss my stomach. I ran my fingers through his hair, letting him explore my body.
 
Nick gave an audible grunt, as he was pushed back onto the bed. He held himself up by the elbows, watching her form, her sensual soft body moving behind the dress, as it was peeled down to the floor.
He quickly took off his pants, leaving some boxers but nothing more. The shirt had already been taken care of, now a rag in the corner of the room. A remnant of passion flaring between them.
As she moved to him, he couldn't help but touch. Let his hands trickle over the flesh he had seen, rounding her curves, pressing against her firm pale skin. He couldn't help it, Nick though he would simply die if he didn't get a touch, a taste.
Just a sample of things to come.
Nick's tongue came out, a searching snake out for a morsel. The food he craved to taste was of desire and sex, something that he also needed to survive. He made little ripples on her stomach, kidding from side to side as his hands continued cascading up and down her ample form.
At one point he lowered her down, just leaned her down far enough to look into her eyes. A deep lust that met in their stare, and he closed his mouth over her breast.
A taste, as he leaned back, eyeing this new source of pleasure. His hand had already begun a soft assault on her other one, but this one....
This one he wanted to taste, to lick, to nibble.
As he brought himself to it once more, he let his tongue lash out and feel the hardened nipple straining against him.
 
OOC Vanessa a half breed but I dont know it yet I think I´m human is that ok?I walked in to the club quite by accident I was already half drunk I went out for drinks by myself after another terrible day at work some old guy tried to hit on me by saying I looked good for 28 when I´m only 22 and the boss had a go at me again for not smiling contantly so as soon as I got home I threw on a darkblue skirt and a short white top and some highheeled boots and went out not caring where I´de end up 5'8 slim figure short dark hair green eyes.

As I walk in to the club I notice a lot of good looking men walking around and think to myself just my luck here I am drunk, wearing something boring and then the cute ones pop up. I walk over to the bar and order a pisang ambon-jus light up a cigaret and look out over the danse floor wondering if there´ll someone willing to danse with me or if I´ll just have to wait till I´m drunk enough to go and danse (and probably make am ass out of myself) on my own...
 
Cara

Nick’s mouth and tongue played over my hard nipple, one hand covered my other breast, fingers circling and lightly tugging my other nipple. His other hand continued to explore my body, over my back and down to my thigh, slipping further around to the inside of my thigh. A moan escaped my throat as his hand traveled up. I widened my stance a bit as I pulled him a bit closer to me. My hand traveled down his back, slowly raking my nails up to his shoulder. His hand still making it’s way up my thigh, ever so slowly. I wanted to push him back on the bed, assault him with my hands, my mouth, my entire body, but I was enjoying his slow, passionate assault on me much too much to interrupt him.
 
Nick let his hands wrap around her for just a moment. To feel her body pressed against his. A mismatched pair, with her standing, but it felt so good to feel her, a living body so close to him, sharing these experiences together.
He wanted to hold her there, to feel the warmth of her next to him, exciting both of them, but his body wanted something more. He wanted to cuddle, to lay next to her forever, take away the struggles of life for a few hours.
His body wanted hers though. So many thoughts and positions raked over his mind at once, as he pushed himself just enough away to see her figure once more.
She was a goddess. Again doubts of why he had been picked raced through him, but as he kissed a thigh, they drowned out. His hands were still wrapped around her, but more loosely this time, touching the soft curves of her back.
His kisses made a trail up her thigh, slow and deliberate. Once in a while he let his tongue taste her flesh. Deep musky scent flared his nostrils, stirring deep thoughts long forgotten.
He kissed her sex between the thong fabric, loving the feel of it. For a while he didn't move it aside, he wanted her to feel him through this cloth.
It was such a turn on.
 
OOC: Don't have time to write now, just wanted to let you know I'm going to be out of town for a few days!
 
After another couple of drinks I decide I´ve waited long enough and move to the middle of the dansefloor thinking if I´m going to make an ass out of myself I´de better do it right and start to move along to the rythem moving my hips from side to side together with the beat with my hands on my upper leg´s moving along and slowly moving my body up and down a bit..
 
katrina

OOC sorry my comp died and was fighting off a nasty cold, so here's to a new comp and better health

IC

Time lost meaning as we let ourselves drown in the heightened sensation. I smiled as he pulled back to remove his shirt, and licked my upper lip as I slid my skirt down over my hips. My skin pale and eerie looking in the light. I pulled him to me. There was nothing like a fuck after a feed. To feel the blood pulsing through your body, it made one feel extremely alive. My nails dragged along his back, listening for that low growl of need.
 
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