Vampiric

[DelilaSophia]

Bianca

She nodded and laughed a bit at his obvious surprise. "They try to pay me. I don't take their money, of course. I drink probably about as much as they take, maybe a little less. My body can also digest other mammalian blood, but I don't really like the taste."

When he asked if she minded if he smoked she shook her head. She wasn't crazy about cigarette smoke, but she wasn't planning to drink from him at that point and the air was already saturated with smoke. "Go ahead, be my guest."

 

[AntonioG]

Logan took the Marlboro from his pack and fished out his lighter, checking the wind he moved so as to be downwind of Bianca, who is obviously a non smoker. He lit his cigarette, and kind of sighed in disgust, he'd done so well lately, but this night hit him like a ton of bricks, besides it was only one, in something like 24 hours, after his first drag he got a little light headed and a strange expression crossed his face as if he was trying to make the room stop spinning. "Well, I must say I was a little, or maybe a lot, taken aback when you revealed your vampirism to me. But it's been an incredible story, and I'm for some reason starting to feel a connection with you, it may very well be in my own mind, but it's there nonetheless."

 

[DelilaSophia]

Bianca

Her eyes drifted across the expanse of the balcony. All of the people smoking, a couple of them had been doing so for so long she could smell the cancer that was eating at their lungs. It was amusing to her that they could waste their short lives with such abandon and she strove so hard to care for own body, but could never die of disease anyway.

Her fingers slid into her hair again, stroking through the silky black mass, bringing it over her right shoulder and continung to comb her fingers through it. She looked up at Logan again when he mentioned the connection. "Connection with a person comes from knowledge about them. It's not in your mind, at least not in the sense you're thinking." For a moment she let her philosophical side out. Her age had allowed her plenty of time to gain insight into such matters. It usually blew people's minds, but sometimes, like that moment, she couldn't help herself.

She shifted and for the first time her skirt fell from her leg, the slit in the fabric revealing a creamy white thigh, and even a hit of a red latex thong, it seemed. The remainder of her lap and her other leg remained covered. She didn't seem bothered by the exposure, she brought her bare leg over the top of her other, crossing them nicely, and drawing further attention, perhaps untintentionally to the bare flesh.

 

[AntonioG]

"It's time again for bluntness, when I met you, I was only interested in as my friends would say 'Wham, Bam, Thank you Ma'am.' but as I've been talking with you, and listening, you are so much more than that so different from any woman I've ever met. And not just in the obvious, hello I'm a vampire way. You're more complete than any other woman alive, I'm sure. So many different facets and I want to explore them all."

 

[AngelOfDarkness]

As Vivienne turned to face him, her hands exploring his shoulders and chest, Christian felt himself hardening. He had not felt sexually aroused in quite a long time since he usually put his work ahead of any other need or desire. That work had taken up every minute of his time, and he took pleasure in it, but it had left him feeling somewhat empty; he wanted a partner he could grow intimate with and show his affection to.

He turned her so that she was facing him straight on, his back pressed against the arm rest of the sofa and her body sprawled between his legs, lying on his chest and stomach. Craddling her with his left arm, he used the fingers of his right to raise her chin and bring their lips together. His soft lips pressed hers and his fingertips traced the elegant bone structure in her cheek. His tongue separated their lips and sought out hers, only to gently flick the tip and graze her lower lip.

As they kissed, Christian gracefully slipped the silken dress down from her shoulders, over her breasts and down to her hips. The kiss broke and he helped her slide out of it completely. The exquisite dress fell to the floor, discarded.

 

[DelilaSophia]

Ooc

My brand new laptop (less than 4 months old) died yesterday and has to be sent in for repairs. It's supposed to be back by Friday. At any rate, I won't be able to post. I'm replying here via my family's computer in the kitchen and due to the "nature" of this site, I obviously can't be on here very much. If my computer isn't back by Friday, I'll get on again and give you an update. I apologize for this and if you'd like to send me a private message, I can give you my e-mail address or another contact so we can keep in touch.

DelilaSophia

 

[DelilaSophia]

Ooc

My laptop is back and seems to be working. I'll get on catching my posts up right away.

 

[DelilaSophia]

Bianca

She laughed lightly at his "wham, bam" comment. "I can assure you I'm not the most complete woman alive." Her fingers toyed with the top of the slit in her skirt, almost stroking her hip. She listened to his piece, but her attention was already dwindling. The night was looking to be nothing more than a failed attempt to relive a past that was long gone.

Sitting there on the sofa, the light evening breeze toying with strands of her raven black hair, one arm draped langourously across the armrest, her wrist resting on the edge, long slender fingers stroking the sofa every so often, her other hand remained at her hip, her fingers had begun an absent stroking motion up and down her bare thigh, her upper body was leaned back into the plump cushions, she looked so much like she had as Eaton's plaything: young, delicate, dangerous and calm. Her sapphire eyes wandered the balcony once more. How easy it would be for her to take them all, to sink her fangs into their throats one by one, drinking from each. They'd struggle at first, but then they'd beg her to do it, they'd stalk her on her way home just for another chance at the feeling. A less than angelic smile played on her lips, it was not unpleasant to imagine her dark fantasy.

 

[DelilaSophia]

Vivienne

Her skin shivered when disrobed, leaving her body covered only by the satiny second skin of her minimal strapless bra and thong. The bra had obviously been designed to push her breasts up somewhat and in her current position, the soft pink circles surrounding her nipples were begin to peek above the satin. The thong, a tiny piece of satin and thin straps would soon reveal, if it hadn't already, her shaven state, save a tiny patch that showed itslf as a slightly different texture through the fabric.

Her body enjoyed the warmth, her fingers lingered around his neck and shoulders before drifting down to his chest, her eyes following, admiring the contours through his clothing. Her lips were parted slightly, her expression inquisitive. This was new to her, completely new to her.

His arousal did not go unnoticed, it did, however, take her a moment to realize what the hardness she felt against her belly was. Once the realization came over her she blushed and lowered her eyes. She could feel some sort of heat between her legs, some more powerful than the mere arousal she felt when pleasuring herself. Something so much stronger and so much more arousing.

 

[AntonioG]

Logan could tell that he was losing her interest so he decided to do something he never thought he'd do. "Bianca, I want to be your host for the night. I am willing, and I feel I am ready, after hearing your story." He leaned forward like he was going to kiss her, after a slight hesitation he kissed her softly on the lips.

 

[DelilaSophia]

Bianca

She tensed, every inch of her, and for a brief moment she seemed to emanate a certain power and strength, more than any mere mortal could ever posses. Her fingers gripped her own thigh so tightly that her fingernails drew blood and the fabric on the couch under her other hand ripped from the sheer pressure. But it lasted only a second before she relaxed herself.

Her lips caressed his nothing more than casually for only a moment before she drew back. "Logan, I'm not sure you are ready. Offering yourself as a host is not something you do just to get in my bed. If that is your intent, you should perhaps rethink it." Oh, how she wanted to throw her feeding morals off that balcony, rip his shirt off and nip that neck of his, but that was not appropriate. In a world filled with those who love to have her dismembered body as a trophy, she needed to be cautious. He was getting a little to hasty and she needed to make sure some sort of sense was guiding him as opposed to what was in his pants.

 

[AngelOfDarkness]

Welcome back =) I do have to warn you that I'll be away for a week as of next Saturday. If you're not interested in waiting, that's fine, just let me know.


Christian parted his lips from hers to look over her body. She was so beautiful; he wanted to touch every inch of her and feel her skin under his fingertips, but he could tell that she was a bit shy and let his hands run up and down her back instead. His fingers brushed over the clasp of her bra several times, and seeing the hint of her protruding nipples tempted him, but he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable being completely undressed yet.

He brought his lips back to hers and kissed her deeply. He trailed the kisses down her jawline and on to the delicate skin of her exposed throat. Her head tilted back and his tongue grazed over her fair skin. He stopped briefly at the hollow of her collarbone and pressed a kiss to it, inhaling deeply the scent of her perfume. He followed the line of her collarbone and pressed his hands firmly against her back, bringing her body against his waiting mouth. His lips touched the flesh of her breasts and he gently sucked, leaving tiny marks on the tops of them.

 

[erusian]

Lucas chuckled to himself. This cat had all the seductive grace of a speedbump. Good for him. He may survive the night. Romeo's fumbling did manage to puree the plan a bit, but something could be made of it. Lucas had learned to be flexible... and tenacious.

Drawing a deep breath, he mounted the black, wrought iron stairs that spiraled up to the balcony.

Vampires have a scent to them. It's the smell of age -- not the musty stench of slow decay that haunts elderly mortals, but the faint, dry redolence of untold years -- like the subtle aroma of old books. Lucas could smell her before she came into view.

He always liked that smell...

She was a striking vision, stark contrasts of black and pale languidly draped over the deep crimson of the velveteen pillows. Her sapphire blues were scanning the others huddled in the corners of the balcony. She was hunting. Perfect.

Lucas settled his trenchcoat on his shoulders and weaved his way past the mortals. When he reached the predator and her paramour, Lucas flashed a disarming smile to her, "A feast is only ever as good as the hunt that provides it. Are you up for a challenge, or are you content with diet, my dear?"

He extended a hand to her, awaiting her response.

 

[DelilaSophia]

Vivienne

Vivienne felt exposed for the first time in a very long time. Of course it was a bit foreign to her, but also very exhilarating. Her fingers clutched the fabric of his shirt when his lips touched her breasts. The flesh was very sensitive and should could not help but moan when the sucking began.

Each time his fingers brushed across the clasp of her bra, she held her breath involuntarily as she waiting for him to unfasten it. Finally she reached behind her back, a task simple to her after years of lacing corsets and clasping bras, and easily opened the clasp. She dropped it on top of her dress on the floor. Her nipples were in fact quite and small, centered perfectly on two ivory mounds.

She felt sexy then, something she had never allowed before. Regal, beautiful, elegant...she'd allowed all of those, but now she let herself experience something new and she was enjoying it.

 

[DelilaSophia]

Bianca

Her eyes flashed upon him at once, he was not a mortal. This was the man she'd seen in the club, she knew that for certain. She rose easily to her feet before accepting his hand with her own, her delicate fingers wrapping briefly around his. "A challenge?" Her eyes never left his for a moment after his approach and her facial expression suggested mock skepticism as to whether he would be any real challenge at all.

Bianca had yet to meet much of a match. The already strong bloodline Eaton carried had only become more enhanced in her. She was much, much stronger than even most vampires.

The blood on the fingernails on her left hand had dried and her thigh was streaked with sticky trails of red, but it only served to accent her elegant, white flesh and to trail into the tall red boots. The fabric of the dress clung to her body, further molded to her form by the light breeze.

 

[erusian]

Lucas held her hand tightly and leaned in close to her ear. His breath was cool against her neck as he whispered, "a challenge... and a feast unlike any that's ever sated your lust for lifeblood." His smile reflected back to him against the steel blue of her eyes.

He pressed the palm of her hand against his chest, "... cross my heart and hope to die." Her skin was soft, her fingers delicate; but there was no doubt of the strength that threatened just beneath her brief acquiescence to his touch.

She was perfect.

Lucas released her hand and nodded to Logan. With a wink to Bianca he stepped back toward the spiral staircase. "I'll be downstairs out front if you're game for the hunt, ma cherie." With that, he spun on his heel and disappeared down the stairs.

 

[AngelOfDarkness]

Christian smiled as Vivienne unhooked the clasp of her bra. He had underestimated her. He thought she would feel shy and uneasy, but she was clearly very comfortable. He reached his left hand up to her and cupped her left breast, letting his thumb cross over the tip of her small, hardened nipple. He lowered his lips to surround her right nipple, slowly sucking it. He held it gently between his teeth and flicked his tongue over the hardened nub. His hand worked the other side, pinching, twisting, flicking, and rubbing, all with his soft angelic touch.

He ran his other hand around from her spine to the front of her body. Two fingers slid down, from just below her breasts, over her stomach, across her belly button, and to the top of the last piece of material covering her. He felt her body tremble a bit under his fingers as his mouth and hand continued to massage her nipples. He dragged his fingers away, back up over her stomach. He wanted to take everything slow with her.