Vampires Embrace

[AngelofDeath]

mina smiled, "i'm not afriad to get burned." she then leane dup and kissed him as she exerted enough force to bring them down onto the bed.

She was teasing his tongue with his when she felt a prescen downstairs. Someone old, and possbily very dangerous to them all.

(ooc:empty your box))

 

[Anher]

Once he feels himself falling towards the bed he tightens his embrace of her, holding her body close to his. He responds to the kiss in kind, sliding his tongue over hers. As he feels her attention shift a bit he breaks the kiss and leans his head down to bite and kiss lightly over her neck.

"Oh no... right now it's time for you to enjoy your evening and not worry about anything else for a while."

 

[AngelofDeath]

"But.." Mina gasped, her lust deprived body took over at that point and she was arching itno his touch, mewling like a cat in heat.

 

[Anher]

"Let it go for now, Mina..."

His lips exploring the delicateflesh of her neck and jawline. His hands trailing over her back and sides as if to memorize everything within his reach.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Mina's fingers wove into Jaus's ahir. she pulled him closer as her legs wrapped around him.

 

[Anher]

Chuckling softly Janus continues to explore her delicate flesh. His hands tugging at the hem of her shirt.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Mina moaned. the room was fille dwith the sound of fabric sliding as the tie of her top came undo baring her breasts to janu's hungry gaze.

She was pushing him up then and his shirt slid upwards and over onto a chiar.

 

[Anher]

As his shirt came free of his body Janus' scars are revealed to Mina's eyes as well the tattoo on his shoulder reading 'SPQR'. His hands exploring her stomach, lightly trailing up and around her breasts.

"I've always hoped this night would finally come, Mina..."

 

[AngelofDeath]

Mina looked ta him from the corner of her eye as she licked at one of his scars. thy didn't take away from his beauty. in fact they added to it. 'What do you mean?"

 

[Anher]

"I mean I've been wanting you for a long time. I just didn't think you'd have time to spare for me...."

A soft gasp escapes his lips as she licks his scar. He continues teasing her breasts and nipples with his fingers, trying to learn what she likes.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Mina moaned and gasped, "Janus I have waited for you to make yourself known for years. I was fascinated by the stories my father told of you." She nipped at his ear lobe. "i've wanted you since i was old enough to know that want." Her nails clawed ta his back gently.

 

[Anher]

"I'm sorry it took me so long to introduce myself, Mina. I have come here before but never come up to talk with you."

He groans softly at the nibbling on his ear. His hands tracing circles over her stomach. "Your father did tell me much of you aw well. That's one reason I showed my face finally. I had to find out first hand about you...."

 

[AngelofDeath]

"I have known you came hre often, but always hiding rom me. From this." she moved her mouth just a fraction and kissed the coner of his mouth. She could feel her lust rising deeply. She arche dup against him , "Please,janus, touch me.'

 

[English Lady]

His gaze upon my open cunt was almost too much to take. My face flush with excitement,nerves and need,my eyes firly fixed on the top of his head as he looks at me.


I want his mouth on me,or his fingers,anything...I am being driven crazy with desire but i wait..wondering if this might be a test of my character...

 

[AngelOfDarkness]

Jayven loved reading this girl's thoughts. She thought some pretty amusing things. But then again, she was only mortal. Or would be for a little while, at least. He could almost see her clit throbbing with desire, wanting to be touched. It was no test though, he just liked to watch her. Her real test would be whether or not she could hold his steady gaze through the pleasure he would give her. Dipping his head down and keeping her lips parted, he locked his magical green gaze on her. He made sure her eyes were open and she would watch everything he did. He slipped his tongue between her swollen lips, and without touching any other part of her hot pussy, gave her clit a swift hard flick. His right hand rested on her thigh as his left hand found its way to her entrance. He gave her nipples a magical stimulation and continued to nibble and press her clit. His eyes showed nothing of what he felt.

 

[English Lady]

Victoria Noir

Those eyes are so powerful,so mesmerising, so very ,very green.

Lost in his gaze I almost jumped as his tongue flicked out and lashed at my clit,as his fingers reach to fill me and my nipples warm as if someone were sucking upon them my body spasm's with delight.


My eyes show shock,surprise and arousal but his show what?amusement? Boredom? Evil?

I don't care. I am lost now and his every caress is taking me higher.......

 

[spiritual_love]

Corinth had lost Ambrose, or rather he lost her. She knew he would seek her if he still desired her assistance with his rite. Again, she made her way through the mass of beings, each step parting a pathway for her slender form. The jaunt of her hips moved with the music as she drew towards the shadows. The dark tendrils within the room curled around her legs, her arms, seeming to drawn her as a lover into it's grasp. The vision was so very real to anyone that would have been observing, yet it could almost be mistaken as a delusion. With Corinth, it was difficult to tell where her gifts began and ended. Even she didn't have much of a clue at times.

Tucked away within the ebony depths of the shadows, her eyes travelled upon the room. The bright blue of her almond shaped orbs stroked upon Embrace's patrons. Slowly, her slender lips curled into a ghostly, yet enticing smile.

Perhaps it was time for a little fun.

 

[Anher]

"I was afraid what might happen if we were to ever do this..." The rest of his thought broken by the kiss at his lips. Turning his head he repsonds by kissing her full on the lips, a kiss conveying his desire and perhaps even his need for this night to happen.

He let's his hands roam higher up, tracing around and over her breasts before finally cupping and squeezing them. A soft sigh of contentment can be heard amongst the sounds of the kiss.

 

[Light Ice]

Fools, all of them, and his heart sank. The twisted truth of it laid in his distaste, which now pinched his throat shut and nearly drew him to retch. She girl, sweet at first, stirred in him with the mediocre strength of the dull. It was the trap of their kind, one he had avoided by becoming a dreaded enigma. To be boring came as easily as a Vampire as being powerful.

That is why he drank from them, the most vibrant ones at least. Absorbing their youthfull thrill for the immortal life, and scorning their naivety to the troubles of eternity...


How many years had he wandered this way? Countless....countless ages.


But the dancing thrilled him, it was true. He held the bass fondly, letting it strum the very chords of his dead heart. It filled him with a vibrant color, saturating him with desire. His pallid cheeks did not flush, nor did his lip quiver. Instead, his eyes glowed amidst the darkness with a fierce light. The predator within him snarled, stirred, and hurled itself at the iron bars of his restraint.

They yielded slowly, bending against the might of his dark heart.

And he caught her scent then, strong amongst the weak...sweet, and filled with the spice of jasmine. He had to lift himself to keep it, for it tread above the undulating mass of the Embraced. At once, he moved to meet it, eyes eyes unwavering as he cut through the crowd like a blade...

 

[AngelOfDarkness]

Jayven

He sensed danger. He could feel it in the air. As a vampire though, he showed no outward sign of a change in his emotion. He continued to push his finger in and out of her tight hole. He lapped at her wetness. Yet he could feel that something was wrong. He disregaurded it, fairly certain that if any danger presented itself to him, he would handle it. To her, he said "Lay back beauty and enjoy," as he burried his lips in her sweet smelling pussy.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Mina moved and sighed, "How can anything like this be bad?" She wraped her legs around him and pulled him closer.

 

[spiritual_love]

Remaining with the embrace of the shadows, her attention was drawn from the writhing bodies upon the dance floor, from the beating heart's of the mortals tempting fate with their presence here, she simply watched him as his body weaved untouched through the masses. She didn't have to ask for his presence, he seemed to know to join her, yet he didn't possess an air of familiarity about him. The ebony sweep of her lashes shielded her abnormally bright gaze as she searched his thoughts, she was not intruding as much as she was just curious. The soft flutters upon his mind, like the slight tickle of a kitten's whiskers upon a cheek.

Taking a single step forward, the shadows departed from her sinewy form. Each of the dark tendrils cast aside, revealing the form they had so effectly been caressing within their hidden depths. Corinth was basked in an impenetrable silence, she could hear nearly each voice of the patrons within the club. They were worried, some intrigued, confused. Why did such a meeting of two predators arouse such feelings within the undead clubgoers?

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

The beat changed, but Lavicus had drowned it out, wrapping his thoughts around her own as she probed tenderly at his concious. It seemed, for a moment, that he would attempt to dominate her, spite her...flood her mind with a numbing pain that would warn her off ever tinkering with his solitude.


And yet, he did not interfere, merely bond...join, return the favor, offering his mind as freely as he did his cobalt gaze. Sultry, seductive, he broke the silence with soft words, which left his lips a whisper all but inaudible.

"They fear us."

And the lion was silent again, a hand extending up to her slender face...hesitating a breath from the pale, cool flesh of her cheek. Flawless, but delicate it seemed, like porcelain. A fire had filled his belly, devious and slow, casting embers into his depths and stirring his flesh to life. The smell of her all the more intoxicating now, overwhelming, and even if he had wished to escape it...he would find himself unable to.

Around him, the other creatures seemed subconciously aware of his presence, never coming close enough to touch or brush his powerful figure. His pride roared triumph, and it shined with his words...

"They yield to you, wolf." He whispered huskily again, admiring her own seductive prowess. The lean muscles of her figure were taught, he could feel them even at this distance, coiled like springs and ready to lash out...and her eyes, penetrating as his own...brilliant and unholy at once, presenting her visage in the most feral of ways.

The music pulsed, and abruptly he slipped closer, so close now that her sweet breath filled his nostrils and the masculine scent of him would finally reach her. His opposite hand rose and gently found purchase on her hip. His blond hair fell infront of his face slightly, even as his strong fingers gently gripped her...never tugging her close, though it was clear he was restraining the urge.

"Dance with me, wolf?" A sincere question, the music making it all the more prominant, a heated bass rhythm that gave way to music fit to sway with. His desire for her was forced to hide for now, intrigue coming first. The nomicur he had chosen fit well, and he favored it. A smirk finally took his features, tugging his lips up at the corners and revealing his glistening, abnormally long canines.

 

[spiritual_love]

Corinth listened as his words weaved through her ears. She knew they were true.

"They fear us."

She knew and understood why. It was a feeling that had been around her since her first day within this undead life. But she was not used to any other being feared besides her Sire. This was new. They did fear him. He was like her. A predator of the predator.

"They yield to you, wolf."

Much like she had yielded her life, her sense of being to her Sire. Corinth had been molded and shaped into a terrifyingly deviant creature. Though the gruesome beast she could become had been latent yet itching to rear its head up. She could feel it now, scrapping it's lethal claws upon the walls read to unleash it's fury at being suppressed for so long.

"Dance with me, wolf?"

The question loomed in the air amongst the throbbing bounce of the bass in the club. Corinth had yet to utter a word to him. She didn't need to. Her slender pale digits found the masculine hand poised upon the slight curve of her hip interlacing their fingers.

Corinth's eyes suddenly widened as if she had seen a ghost. A jolt of energy, power streamed between their hands. It was vibrant, pulsing, and so unbelievably alive. She could feel the tentacles curling through her soulless body. Her lusciously damp mouth parted with a lustful moan as she felt his strength stream through her, mingling with her own energy. Her long lashes fluttered, orbs cast in an erotically, alluring gaze as she drew him towards the dance floor.

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

When they danced, he lead her, deaf to the music that drove the sheep nearby them. The sweet cadence of her own pulse filled his mind, strumming the fibers of his icy heart and setting his body to fire. They were in step with this, the rush of blood beneath the surface, and Lavicus chased the vitae into her core...forcing himself to penetrate her deeply.

The intimacy of the moment was somehow appropriate.

She was lovely, and flawless, with shadows that wrapped around her slender figure and embraced her. The contrast accenting her flesh, which held the color of porcelain. This darkness caressed her face even now, and he was jealous of it. The desire to press his face into the soft flesh of her cheek, inhale the scent that now maddened him... overwhelming.

His eyes found hers again, meeting their stare with a more placid, authoritive reception. In her eyes laid the hunger for him, the desire to plunge her canines into his flesh and devour him. The same desire he had for her, and he was abruptly unnerved. As if to show dominance, power, strength, his arm coiled around her slender waist with a deft precision...drawing her frame tight to his, crushing her breasts to his chest and letting their bodies grind sweetly together.

Their hunger was tainted by more carnal desires, and Lavicus smirked softly. He would yield to this form of hunger, and they would have to settle with devouring each other in such ways...

the victory would gain the spoils, and Lavicus played for keeps. So close now, he studied the throbbing pulse of her cartoid as it drew more pronounced. He noticed, then, that they both had sparked a fire between them. It raced from the interlocking portions of their hips, engulfing them both.