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Post by Lonestar on Jul 10, 2010 1:51:49 GMT -5
Nodding nerviously at him, the essa raised her hand and surrendered it to the grasp he offered, other palm sliding across shoulder till it rested off to the side of the base of his neck, arm nearly fully hooked around his neck although she was not tall enough to do so comfortably with both feet flat on the earth. Butterflies fluttered within her insides as the strong extremeity wrapped around her waist and left her no choice but to move closer, smooth muscles of her esophogus contracting slowly in a hard swallow while a heavy breath was taken in and let out. She would have to be used to this closeness with him as it was what she most craved and feeling as if one was going to faint everytime it happened was not condusive to continueing the habit. Eyes that had previously been directed at his physique now rose to meet cobalt pair in reaction to the bloke pulling her front against his own, jade colors swimming in his as a haze began to cover her mind and the surroundings started to fade from the conciousness in a very clique way. Bri was the princess and this man was her prince come to save her in the classic fairy tale and at that moment when the duo realized they loved each other, no one else mattered. Is that what was happening here? Alarm and awareness began to spread throughout her body, but no more time was alloted for further investigation of these emotions for he was moving her around the clearing, Without taking gaze from his, she tried to match his smooth rythm, muscles much more relaxed than they had been with the resuraunt. Slowly, the repedative, easy motions began to register in her mind and she was able to counter every step he took, feet barely lifting from the ground while they danced. Then, just as she seemed to be getting the hang of it, he went ahead and threw something new in there. After frowning for a moment at him as he told her to spin, the girl did so, surprising herself when a confusing second later she was back in his hold, this time back pressed to chest. Chin turned slightly as if she were going to look over her shoulder at him, but the presance of hot breath upon the bronzed, milky skin of her neck and trapizius stopped head half way through the turn, pupils just barely registering the dark ebony locks that covered the man's head out of the corner of sockets. Heart pounds at his admittance, their bodies still swaying, but at a much slower and deregulated tempo than they had before. Breaths came quickly, trying to clear the drum beat from her mind so she could perhaps try to gather a reply. What self control was he talking about? Was it her blood he craved to much or simply her in general? Perhaps the two were connected. Is that what he had been trying to say earlier when she had asked him to explain it? The answers to theses did not matter any more as they stopped moving altogether and the essa was turned to face him, depths meeting his as foreheads rested against one another. It took her a moment to recover, trying to process the words. He had fallen from her? Like, as in love fallen? No, no; that was not possible, was it? For a moment, she dared believe it was and stilled her courage, hand lifting to brush against his jaw line, figure pressing closer, if that was even possible. You are the best man I know. Who better would you have deserve me? Smiling, the maiden waited upon the answer, doubting he would think another capable of being with her when he himself was not good enough in his own eyes. Bricaza had already determined him perfect for her, even if he was a vampire. In fact, his possession of fangs intrigued her as every other thing about the bloke did. One day, when she gathered herself enough to do it, she wanted to ask him to bite her, just to see what would happen and how it would feel.
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Post by Ayrn on Jul 10, 2010 2:13:36 GMT -5
Every movement made him crave being nearer to her even though it was an impossible feat since there was no way that they would be able to get closer, there was no air between them and he was able to hear the beating of her heart and the pounding of the blood rushing through her body. Their dance lessons were enough to make him lose it all, a deep inhale forced oxygen into his lungs, though what he had not accounted for was the sweet scent of the girl that came with it making it even more of a task. Yet somehow he managed to cool himself enough that the only indication of the tension was the rigid state in which his shoulders were held. Spine was completely straight and his utter most undivided attention was on her, never wavering even when the clouds moved to cover the cresent that had hung high in the sky. The night was quickly turning stormy, the wind flitting through the trees and rustling a warning of what was to come within a small amount of time though he was much too compelled to notice. Clearly you do not know too many men then Bri. He stated gently, though he knew there was truth in the statement. After all the only men she would know would be a part of the tribe and not a good indication of the people that were around. I am a vampire, I am condemned to the worst place on the planet, I have done some of the most horrible things on the face of the planet and while I know I have changed a lot that does not change the things that have happened. He stated swallowing softly forcing the lump that had formed in the base of his throat to lessen a little. Ivories still clamps by ivories. And I am so selfish to want you all to myself but I do and when I picture any other guy around you I can not stand the jealousy. He spoke nothing but the truth. Digits move from his side to cup her chin gently raising her gaze to meet the intense and soft stare that was locked within azure optics. His stomach flip flopped with the unknown feelings, he sure had not felt this way with anyone else, not even Harlen. If you feel the same, be with me Bri. I want to be a part of your life. Vocals were low and husky as he spoke. Sure he was sure that this would scare her off though if that was true that would be the best for her, it would be the best for her to run off and vow to never see him again, she would be a lot safer that way. Secretly though he hoped that this was not what was going to happen, he wanted to make this work he wanted to be in her life, more then he had thought possible. Lips then crashed down on hers, there was nothing holding him back this time. Still his primal instincts of a predator were kept at bay though his feelings were made perfectly clear about her. Lids falling closed over pools. Only being brought back to reality when a large crack of thunder vibrated through the terrain and as law went a huge sheet of rain started to fall over the terrain. Of course. Eyes were rolled at the weather before palm clasped her hand and strides were quick in the storm not wanting to risk them getting hit by thunder in the direction of her house he would at least walk her to her door no matter her answer.
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Post by Lonestar on Jul 10, 2010 3:19:32 GMT -5
Dome shook as he attempted to thwart the truth of her statement, hand stilling upon his cheek and eyes returning to his. I do not have to know many men to recognize a good man. You are kind, far too much so to be iternally evil as you make yourself out to be. Yes, you are a vampire and I understand you have done things you are not proud of, but should one's mistakes hold a cloud over the rest of their existance? Crown shook again as vocals drew to a close, knowing he could not contradict her point. Whether immortal or not, nightwalkers still continued through life dealing with human-like tendancies that were present in their early life just as she and her brethren did. A fuzzy, warm feeling of pride filled her as he talked of jealousy, filling cherished once again. Without even meaning to, the bloke had singled her out as special, some one he would want to spend his time with no matter what it took. How could he think himself so bad when he made her feel so good? Some how, the essa was unsure of exacally how, but she needed to try and explain how her body warmed at the mere sight of him. Surely he could not ignore this. Eager pupils surrendered to the coaxing of his rough palm upon her chin and cheek, the sensation of the distinctly ridged skin upon smooth face a pleasing contrast. Even though the fatal had an idea of what was coming, she was still hit with a powerful wave of emotion as he asked her to choose to be with him or not, mind reeling mostly to try and process the validation of what had just transpired. Thoughts continued to be mixed up within her skull as he began dragging her towards her house, the crack of thunder barely registering. When it all soaked in, however, instantly the maiden put on her brakes, waiting for Dario to turn around to face the estactic countenance. I will be with you as long as you will have me and you can be as selfish as you want. I am only a one man-woman and that is not simply because of the wolf's influence. Without waiting any longer, Bri reached up, taking the baron's head in her hands, and pulled him down to her level, lips moving over his with just as much gusto as he had shown earlier, not caring how close the storm was to releasing its fury upon the forest. For the first time, she allowed herself to silently beg him for more, body pressing as close as it could to her companion, lips never slowing their mingling with his, and hands cupped at her cheek urging the kiss further than where it was currently. As they were kissing, she felt a water droplet land on her cheeck followed by multiple others that started to come in a rapider procession, but the damsel did not stop until he did, finally letting him lead them to her house to get cover from under the storm. Fingers laced with his and she pulled him along inside once they got to her home, kicking off her shoes and ringing out some of the water from the strands of her dark hair as it had just begun a major downpour once they had gotten beneath the roof. Not caring about their muddy shoes and clothing, Bri went in for another kiss, this time her hands feeling out the dips and planes of his back and muscles. Now the taste of him and the thrill of his touch was like a drug she as an addict could not quit and it drove her to unusual, bolder, acts.
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Post by Ayrn on Jul 10, 2010 11:47:24 GMT -5
She met his gaze and her own hand was then placed on his cheek and the warmth the was radiating from her skin was noted. He noticed these sorts of things since where there was warmth there was blood, though this time it was not noted in that manner since he would do anything to assure that she left any situation unscathed. He was protective over the girl and it had only been a couple days, he did not want them to stop spending time together though and he knew that soon it would all blur together, if she decided that she wanted a vampire in her life. Of course he was not able to get over the stereotype that seemed to bring doom and horror. She then asked him a question that he knew he was not supposed to actually answer, if ones past mistakes should condemn them for the rest of their life. In his case, they probably should but he was not going to say that. He vowed silently to himself that whatever question she asked of him he would tell her the blatant truth, he would allow her in to the horrors in which he had been, a monster, she needed to realize that and realize that he was dangerous. Obviously now was not the time since he was much conformed though he wanted this to all be based on truth and understanding. After the kiss which left him quite breathless she was beaming. A small smile found its way to the crevasse of his lips as he then turned his attention to the words that were coming from her mouth as she announced that she would be his as long as he would have her. Arms wrapped tighter around her rigid form was steady against her. I am glad. He stated, he did not do well with sharing and there was no way that he would be able to withstand sharing the exquisite girl with anyone else no matter who they were and what importance they held. Even as the storm wrenched its way into the terrain she did not seem to notice as she reached up to pull him level with her and press her own lips to his. Fighting hard with the self control that had been so perfected over the amount of time he found it hard to keep in rein. It was not the bloodlust that was associated with a vampire, just plain human lust. Finally as the rain began to pelt down she dragged him in the direction of the house, by now they both looked like they were about to drown. The cover was sought out within the house and just as he was about to take his shoes off he was pulled in her direction and caught by suprise. Lips were pressed passionately against his and her entire body seemed to be responding to it. Hands moved to run over his back and the muscles that lined there, skin tingled under the touch as it never had done with anyone else. His own hand moving to run along her bicep and forearm then moving to run along her spine, this time there was no stopping himself, it would be the girl that would have to call it quits. He allowed her to hold the power.
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Post by Lonestar on Jul 11, 2010 1:36:28 GMT -5
A soft whimper was released against the male's lips once his hands moved to her spine, palms deserting his back, lifting from the shirt to wrap around behind his neck, forearms crossing one another with her radius bone of one pressing against the taunt muscles there. Back arched, pushing her front into his body, a involentary reaction that took her away from the touch she so despritely craved. It was impossible to disregard what the nerves told her body and she therefore accepted it, however disgruntled she was at having to do so. Luckily however, it was not likely that his fingertips would stray from the area they now roamed, even if the position of the fea had shifted forward slightly. There was a craving for more spreading throughout her entire carcass from her core, the hormones that were triggered creating the desire that left her in this drunk, nearly incoherent state. But, her mind was not completely out of commision. Biceps flexed, feet bending till the lass was on her tip toes in an attempt to bring them closer together. Another whine escaped, the essa feeling torn between her wants and fears. She wanted to ask for more from him; her body yearned for more yet, she could not ask him. Despite the multitude of the emotions running rampant, it was the first time for the maiden to ever feel this way and it scared her at the possibilities. Innocent and inexperienced as she was, there was a lot in the world, especially pertaining to the opposite sex, which was unknown to her and she was no different to any other being. The unfamiliar was something to be afraid of. No, she did not want to learn what she was mostly ignorant of tonight. With him, whom she had just recently pledged herself to, she wanted to become aquainted with the reality, but the trust established betweent the two was not enough to breech the barrier of time, or lack there of. The universe was on their side, right? There was no need to rush events that would come naturally with the passing of time. Still, the fatal did not want him to leave; did not want to suddenly regain the feeling of loneliness when the recent day spent in his presance had spoiled her with the pleasure of companionship and the most logical way to hold him to her was to continue the kiss as long as it would endure. Soon enough though, she realized they needed to break for air and did so, setting heels back upon the floor reluctantly as she pulled away, hold around his neck relaxing while shades lifted, emerald depths bright as they met his pools. Instead of beginning a new kiss a few moments later as she planned, Bri remained where she was, waiting to see what would play out without her directing. Would he make himself comfortable and stay? Or would he flee quickly as he had done the night before? If the later, she was prepared to at least try and stop the progression this time, knowing that no matter what she wanted him to stay at least until she could no longer notice his absence.
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Post by Ayrn on Jul 11, 2010 21:39:18 GMT -5
The small note was almost whispered against the man note, a small expression of pleasure, a small smirk crawled along the mans features though it was invisible to her. Her hands move from the places they had been before on his back to around his neck her body was pressed against his making sure that there was not even a square inch of space that came between them, though he was glad since his body would have reacted in the same manner. He was starting to lose his control though he was too overcome by the girl right now to care. Though if at any moment she told him 'no' he would definately still be able to stop himself and return to himself. This was not going to be allowed to progress too far, just testing the boundaries, there was not going to be a plunge into the unknown, there was plenty of time for that and right now was not it. He was about to stop the progression soon, it could not be allowed to continue. The mixture of emotions right now were what scared her, sure there was the pleasure of being close to him though she was also scared, he did not want that, before anything ever happened she was going to have to feel a lot more confident around him, it took a long time to build the trust needed to ensure that this would all work out. She had already taken a step out of her comfort zone and he was not going to be the one responsible for spooking her. As soon as a breath was taken he managed to reel his self control back in. Instead of going back for a second kiss which his whole body yearned for he forced himself to meet her gaze with a calm and collected smile that upturned the corners of his lips and a pleasent expression mirrored in azure pools. Everything between them was so new that it did not need to be tested right off the bat, he was simply content with moving at nothing more then a snails pace, this girl, well she was worth trying to do everything right with. Instead of kissing her again his shoes were taken off at the door making sure he would not track mud through the house and she was gathered in his arms. Strong muscles carrying her with ease. By now the warmth of the house was nice compared to the frigid weather outside and the pouring rain that had seemed to have started. One arm was placed behind her knees and the other was around her back around the shoulder blades as she was picked up and held in his arms. The door was already closed behind them which was good because he did not have a spare hand to try to get it closed. He walked the path to the couch dropping to a seated position on it, allowing her to still remain in his lap. Palm brushed stray locks from her face. How did I get this lucky, Bri? You treat me much too well. He stated quietly. She was smart, funny, a pleasure to be around and beautiful, all he could ever ask for. He allowed her to remain curled in his lap if she wished as figure bent to kiss her gently o the forehead.
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Post by Lonestar on Jul 11, 2010 23:20:41 GMT -5
The instant she pulled away, Dario was back to being his cool, composed self, leaving everything to the imagination and nothing as fact. Bricaza envied him for recovering so quickly after kissing her. Her mind was still reeling however, she managed to flash a smile back, trying to ignore the numbness that spread throughout her body as a result of overactive nerves. Too many emotions had hit her all at once and while it was exhilerating, it was also confusing and she did not want to have to figure any of this out right now, not like she could really with him so close. Hands were folded over one another at the base of his neck, palm resting against the one vertebra jutting slightly out of the skin. Arms release him when he shifts to kick off his shoes, chin ducking to hide the laughter dancing in her mossy depths at his manners. What man besides this one would bother himself worrying about keeping the girl's house clean and taking off his shoes to do so? Perhaps it was a querky habit of the times when he grew up, but the lass only half believed it. It was really a Dario thing, the gentleman that he was, even if he attempted to deny it or chase her idea of him away with threats of a dark, forboding past. Turning away from him slightly, toes pushed at the heels of shoes as she followed his lead, discarding the sneakers at the spot just inside the threshold she had designated for such reasons. Surprised caused head to jerk up as a smooth, swift motion coming from the bloke at her side was caught out of the corner of her eye, a squeek forcing itself out of her mouth as she nearly jumped before being lifted off her feet. The initial shock wore away pretty quickly and arms were thrown around his neck once again, laughter filling the air and her liquids as the fatal stared at him. Breaking the eye contact, dome was allowed to rest against his chest as he started towards the sofa, body curling up against him as much as it could although with him holding her against him, there was not much space to invade. Only when his legs bent and their figures sunk into the couch did the essa sit up, spine straight as she grinned at him, heart flip flopping when his palm brushed against her cheek to push a few strands of ebony hair that had fallen in the way behind her shoulder. Soft laughter came at his question, tiara shaking while inside she warmed further to him at the compliment. I have not been the one showing you around town all day long. She reminded him, finger tracing the curve of his jaw line, feeling the short days growth of stubble there and smiling at the feel of its roughness against her fingertip. It was strange to her how natural things felt around him. Sitting on his lap in her own home was not where she had pictured herself being tonight at the beginning of that day. Bri enjoied his company for all it was worth, however, no matter how unexpected it had been. Allowing hand to drop from his chin to his chest, the vixen simply sat there, eyes moving to scan his features as she took them in, the grin faded from lips with a serious expression taking over countenance. Without warning, she leaned in to kiss him again, rose tissues soft against his for a short moment before she broke away, satisfied with endearments on a smaller scale now that her blood had chilled a little. What are you going to do tonight? Nonchalant vocals question, didgets again tracing the expressive masculine bones of his features, waiting paitently for her answer, curious as to what it would be.
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Post by Lonestar on Jul 12, 2010 0:56:04 GMT -5
From a young age manners had always been one of the most important things that had been taught to him. His mother was adamant about it and back in those days it was a lot more prominent since the men courted women and the ladies expected a lot more from the men. They were expected to be the ones working and bringing home the paycheck when now it seemed as though things were a lot more even. Still though he could be considered a little more old school in his habits though it had been a lot more respectable during that time era. Sure it would seem strange for her though the girl deserved to be treated like a princess. It was a subtle way to ensure that she was able to know that he cared about her a lot. A lot of relationships ended because the people in it were confused about the feelings between one another so therefore he would never allow her to be confused. She could always be confident in the feelings of the man. All the working relationships were based solely on trust and confidence. In his years he had seen enough to know these things. She laughed as he picked her up though she did not squirm which was nice since he did not want to chance dropping the girl on the ground even though she was light. The hardwood floor was cold to the mans socked feet though it was a brief walk to the couch and he sunk into the comfort and she automatically conformed to his position there. He shrugged when she stated that she was not the one that had been showing someone around all day. It was nothing to him he loved spending the time with her and the wonder that lit up her face at things that many other people would pass by on a normal day and not even notice. It was nice and refreshing to him. So many people took all the small things forgranted in life and she seemed to notice them. Arm was placed draped over her abdomen locking to hold her so she did not fall off his lap. Her finger traced his jawline and a small smile settled on features. Other palm ran soothingly through her hair pushing it back away from her face, watching the expressions on her face. She then asked him what he would be doing for the rest of the evening. Oh I don't know. Probably just go back to my house. Relax. He would probably spend the rest of his evening sitting in front of the television screen wishing that he was right here with her and thinking of the days events again. They spent so much time together today and he did not tire of her company. He just wished to be near her again. In all reality all I will probably end up doing it sitting on my couch thinking about you and the day that just went by. She wanted the truth, well she got it.
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Post by Lonestar on Jul 12, 2010 1:54:52 GMT -5
Rows of teeth chewed nervously after his initial answer, emeralds refusing to meet his eyes as they instead studied the flesh that her fingers left uncovered in their wake. Even after telling her he was falling for her the male still planned on leaving her? Damn his well bred manners and her shy nature. Although she hated to admit it to herself, she had expected and depended upon him staying with her that night and now was disappointed when her hopes were dashed away with his words. Of course, the male would never realize how devastated he had left her with his words for if he did she was certain he would feel instant remorse though she doubted he would ever change what had been said. He was determined to take it slow with her and start their relationship off right and the fea could not hold such an honorable attempt against him, even if she hated him for it at times. Touch left his face, palm pressing to his chest for a moment before the girl shifted upwards, breaking his hold around her waist as she stood in one smooth motion and headed for the kitchen, bare feet feeling the chill of the flooring acutely. Remaining silent, she condemned her idea of putting in hardwood flooring in the first place, but knew later that she would find the pros of the homey effect it gave the house outweighed the cons, as she always did. Opening a cabinet door above her head, she reached inside for a glass, standing on her tip toes as she did so. Having retrieved it, she returned to her usual height, shutting the door softly before going to the fridge and taking out the water pitcher to pour her a drink. After taking a sip and putting the pitcher back into the fridge to keep the liquid cold, she returned to the living room, walking slowly with her glass in hand. Moving towards the couch, she regains her place on his lap, posture a bit stiffer than before with both hands wrapped around her glass. For a moment, she sat still, quietly debating on whether she should ask him what she wanted to or not. Making her decision, she leaned forward, setting the glass safely on the end table before again settling against him, orbs finally meeting his as arms returned to their previous holdings around his neck, tongue wetting lips a moment before she spoke, the essa trying to banish her nerves. So you are going home then? Apprehensive gaze looked at him, lower lip stuck between jaws while she gnawed on it gently out of habit. Glancing away, she looked instead at her hands, toying with the tips of long manicured fingernails. You don't have to go you know. You could stay here. Lyrics were spoken at a whisper, the maiden still clinging desperately to the hope that he might change his mind. She did not want him to go away, not now when things were so comfortable. Besides, Bricaza had a feeling that if he did leave, she would sleep just as much as he planned to that night, which, since he was a dead-man-walking, was zilch.
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Post by Ayrn on Jul 12, 2010 2:38:37 GMT -5
As he had been taught, a man did not stay at a girls house for the evening if they were not due to be married. Though he knew that for this time and age that was a little outdated but so soon? She seemed as though the night before she had not wanted him to leave and it had been hard enough to pry himself from her grips. Would he have the will power to do the same tonight or would he just give in to her and stay. I mean technically it was not as though he slept much it was more like a nap so he would not be technically sleeping there. So that would not seem as scandulous, though he knew that if he ended up leaving that he would worry about her for the entire night. He would worry about things that were ridiculous and irrelevant and end up coming to her house early in the morning just to make sure she was alright. The protective instinct ran deep in his blood. Protect the ones that you love. It was something that could not be trained into a person and yet training had just accentuated it. She then leapt off his lap and walked in the direction of the kitchen ever sound of her feet hitting the cold floor was heard and he debated following her and exercised the idea though it seemed to be a brief visit as he was able to hear the cabinet opening and the clink of a small amount of glass, she must have been getting a drink. She then made her way back into the room. Eyes trail her body, though it was made quite discreet as he then settled on her face offering a soft smile. She returned to his lap though this time it looked as though she was stiff and simply positioned there, she clutched the dew struck glass before taking a sip and placing it on the end of the coffee table and eyes follow the motions. He then realized where the stiffness was originated, she wanted him to stay with her. When he had left the night before she had expected him to stay. While ever rational thought screamed at him to tell her no and that he would not be able to he could not bring himself to actually say the words. Perhaps it was now that he needed to stop being so old fashioned. I mean nothing was going to happen. Your reputation is very important to me Bri. People would think very wrong of it even though both you and I know nothing would happen. He stated gently and then he gave in. You and I both know that I would love to stay, I hate being apart from you already. And if you do not mind the rumours that may or may not be already starting then I would love to. He was not about to make the girl unhappy with him about something like this. If she did not mind he would love to be there. He would love to stay with her since he did not have anything to go home for. A cool and impersonal room? Nothing special. He never stayed any place long enough to actually decorate plus there was no point when it was just him and he only was there a couple of hours a day. Though somehow he knew that this living situation in this town would be a little more permanent.
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Post by Lonestar on Jul 12, 2010 10:39:42 GMT -5
There comes a time in every beings life when time slows to a painful crawl or seemingly stops altogether, usually due to a decision that needed to be made. For some, this occurred more than once however, every time it did they felt as if their very existence hung in the balance. Space allowed for such a phenomena to touch the woman that night, taking away her breath as she held it within her lungs for fear of risking what could be gained. His companionship was worth much more to her than any could have ever initially imagined. At that moment, while the seconds ticked by between the essa's disguised plea and the man's gracing or condemning answer, she realized he had only just touched the tip of the iceberg which sealed away her emotions effectively until the hot touch of a lover melted the barrier. Silently, she prayed to her gods that he remained, knowing it was too much of an insignificant matter for such beings to meddle in, but doing so anyway, hoping to remain in their favor even as she recognized the dangers of asking any of the gods for help. If he left, she felt as if her world would crumble, leaving nothing but unrecognizable debris and rubble at her feet. Stupidity was not a suffering of her, however, and she therefore was no fool. She knew such a thing would not literally happen, but was it so unnatural to feel dramatic when in love? The suspense nearly killed her on its own with almost every molecule in her body vibrating against one another by the time his words finally broke through the air. First utterances were not promising and her heart sunk at hearing them come from his lips, letting her down as the bloke fully fulfilled her expectations for she had resolved to not contest whatever he choose to do although she sincerely wished to and not simply because she wanted him to stay like she wanted air to breathe and water to drink, but also because she could easily make his reasoning falter at its base. Even if her people did care what happened within the fea's life, they were oblivious to her relationship with Dario, at least for now as what had transpired at the consul meeting that morning would most likely draw the attention of every tribe member, forcing all eyes upon her, eyes she did not want watching. Like those she had been raised around, the lass was a private person and particularly despised gossip, but there was no way of stopping the movement of word by mouth in a small community and she would therefore have to face whatever came when it did. Unbeknownst to her companion, she was already half way deep in drowning water for allowing his life to continue so there was really no further harm his residence in her household could do. A sigh escaped, pushing these thoughts away as she listened halfheartedly to the rest of what he had to say, chin bowed in submission and dejection. Head jerked up at the last, surprise quickly forgoing in exchange for ultimate joy as it transformed her mask in indescribable ways, hi lighting her exotic beauty like never before. Giggles emit and she tightens her arms around his neck body pressing closer to his as a quick kiss was planted on his lips. It takes more than lies spewing from the mouths of insufferable men to sway my resolve. If they release garbage so freely they are not worth my consideration. I much prefer to have you here with me accompanied by unrelenting attention from those around me rather than suffer through lonely solitude. She spoke very decidedly, sounding rather composed while the urge to jump up and down on his lap plagued her. Such an action was very childish indeed so she therefore stifled it, laughing inwardly at herself while imagining how he would react if she had not contained her impulses. Laugh probably, as he did with most of her antics which appeared a little juvenile, but he meant no harm by it and caused no harm. Smiling, she leaned in to kiss him again, unable to hide the raw happiness brought on by his compromise on the subject. Thank you. She whispered against his skin, her figure curling up against him with head resting upon his shoulder, face nearly hidden within the crook of his neck.
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Post by Ayrn on Jul 12, 2010 23:33:50 GMT -5
He wondered what the protocol for bringing outsiders into the lands of her tribe were, how many laws that had been instilled into them since birth had she broken? Would she be in trouble? Well he would not allow anything to happen to her since he doubted that there would be anything that the people of the tribe could do to him that had not already been done over the many years. If she were to see the man's bare back she would be horrified, to make a mark that deep on a vampire who had terrific healing capabilities was really horrific. Though he did not look back on those days with a bitter taste in his mouth since everything that happened had taught him something, perhaps not the lesson intended but a lesson none the less. Everything in his life seemed to be learnt the hard way, though one good thing about that was that you tended to not make the same mistake twice after paying dearly for it. He was starting to get better at read her and it was easy to see that she was depending on the words that came from his mouth almost as though it was a life or death matter and if it was that important to her how was he supposed to say no. Even if it was not right in the mans book of morals. In his mind he had already screwed his life up enough that it did not matter for him, though he did not want her to end up regretting moving too quickly with him. Though he was not about to put a halt to it since she seemed to be game. He wished that there was a way to explain this all to her without offending her and making it seem as though he did not want to be there, since that was not at all true. Though what was the harm in staying one night. He promised himself that nothing would get carried away. She seemed to relax into him as he told her that he would stay and she uttered that she did not care what the people of her tribe thought of the situation and he nodded briefly at the comment. He did not really care either though he did not want to get her into more trouble then he was sure that she was already in. The sudden burst of happiness caused a smile to come to his features and rest on rose kissers as expression was soft as he looked down towards her. Soft kisses were placed first on her cheek then along her jawline and onto her neck. His phone vibrated in his pocket and he could not help but be a little apprehensive since no one really knew his phone number. He got to his feet. I have to use the washroom one moment. He stated before headed that way and closing the door behind him, he did truly have to use the washroom and did his business, after washing and drying his hands he pulled the phone out of his pocket to reveal a text message. Back on the radar, Dar. It did not state a name though there had only been one person who had been allowed to call him by his nickname and he knew this was a large warning.
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Post by Lonestar on Jul 13, 2010 0:55:07 GMT -5
Toes curled as the man's lips moved over her skin, lighting touching flesh to flesh. Pleasure spread from the origin of his kisses to the ends of extremities, the sensation almost drawing a giggle from her closed mouth while body reacted by doubling up further within his lap. Weight shifted, torso sitting up straigher as neck was taken out of range of his lips, facade turning towards him to flash a playful grin before the essa bent to capture another kiss, however, focus was interrupted as some sort of vibrating feeling pressed to her leg, causing figure to jump slightly in surprise. Now an arms distance away from her companion, the girl started to scan around and beneath her legs for the culprit. Dome lifted, taking focus off her task when the man announced his necessity, obtaining a nod from the fea as she moved to sit upon the couch by herself, watching his back while he walked away. Gaze dropped just before he left her sight completely and she noticed a strange rectagular shape sticking out from the top of his thigh where his pants pocket was. Frowning, she pondered for a moment what it could be until the puzzle pieces assembled themselves, making it all make sense. Ah so it was that strange device Dario called a cell phone that had vibrated like that. Does that mean someone was trying to contact him? During his momentary absense, which she was strangely glad for at the moment, Bri allowed herself to indulge in wonderment the mode of communication. She had seen multiple others on the same sort of phone while they were going about the city today and she sort of had an idea on how it worked, however, it still confused her when she broke down the mechanics of it. How could someone talk to a person who was not there? Or to someone who was not directly linked to oneself? She knew about phones of course, she had one of her own hanging on a wall in the kitchen, but wires connected that device to other devices throughout the community, no wires connected cell phones to one another. In all, it left her confused and so she therefore dropped it before her mind was further muddled by the poison of the unknown. A wide yawn parted jaws to the point where they popped, startling the maiden. Glancing towards the bathroom door, the girl sighed, seeing that the bloke had yet to emerge. After a moments boredom, she rose and moved almost silently into her bedroom at the back of the house, on the opposite side of the living room from the spare washroom. Almost dancing around the bed, she moved to the dresser and produced a pair of very comfortable black pair of jogging shorts along with a white tank top and then headed into the bathroom attached to her room, stripping out of the day clothes she wore in exchange for her version of pajamas. Once changed, she left the tiny space and moved out into the bedroom once more, dropping the dirty clothes into the hamper and moving back out into the living room, expecting him to be done with his buisness by now. Seeing him, she smiled, hands moving to her hair as she braided it over her shoulder with expert hands that did not mess up. She finished the moment her body came to a hault in front of his, tieing off the braid with a elastic band at the end to hold it in place while she slept. Grin faded some as confidence faultered. Now face to face with him, she found her throat dry and mouth full of cotton, hindering the speech that told him she was going to bed. Gaze met amber depths, soaking up the warmth found there and her courage was regained. Not wasting the time, Bricaza reached for his hand, smiling as happy women do while she turned around and started to pull him towards her bedroom. I am going to sleep. Vocals announced while they drew even with her doorway, pace never faultering as figure moved deeper into the tiny room. Upon reaching the end corner of her bed, she stopped, turning upon her heel until she faced him, hand still holding on lightly to his while her frame swayed a little. You don't have to sleep with me or even lay with me if you don't want to. I don't want to push your boundries. But, I would appreciate it if you would stay with me, at least until I feel asleep. Standing tall, the damsel remained there, allowing him time to reply before reluctantly letting go of his hand and moving to climb beneath the covers of her bed, eyes jumping to find his figure in the dark.
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Post by Ayrn on Jul 13, 2010 3:34:44 GMT -5
The kisses were so light that they were barely even there on the females skin. She even seemed as though she was going to giggle with the light touch and frame was pulled away so he had no access for the attacks. A small deep chuckle vibrated through the man's vocals. Of course she did not know what a cell phone was and a curse word almost left the males voice before he hopped up to excuse himself into the bathroom. She seemed perplexed by the object as she then studied him. Hopefully she would be so overwhelmed by the use of the cell phone that she would not even question who he would be texting and recieving contact from. Why now? Why did everything have to be ruined once he was finally starting to get his life turned around? He thought that because Victor had completely gotten him away from the assasins. I guess his word died with him then? He would explain cell phones to her another day when his mind was capable of being on the present reality in which he faced. She seemed to be tired which was good since he knew that at least she would get a good sleep it would be impossible for him since his mind was now being destroyed with the thoughts of the things that were coursing through his mind. Why now Thierry? The sinister man chose now to contact him, that must mean that the situation was dire which really made him nervous. How many of them would come to meet him? It would be a certain dead end road for the vampire since it was not a normal battle he would not win against an army of trained assasins. He was lucky that Thierry must be getting soft in his old age since it was obviously the older man who had been sent to take him back, or rid him from the face of the planet. Her footsteps were easy to hear as she stepped along the hardwood floor leading in the direction in which he guessed to be the bedroom, strides were easy as he followed her in that direction. He quickly typed out a reply to the man. We have a lot to discuss. Meet me in townsquare in 2 hours, be alone. He then shoved the phone back into his pocket this time it was not even on vibrate it was on silent to make sure that it would go unnoticed if it chimed again. He then turned towards the living room seeing that she was in her own washroom in her bedroom and he did not want to be hovering. He was in wonder as she started to braid her hair without even looking at what she was doing. Well he had never gotten this sort of a reaction when a women told him that they were going to bed though he did not protest as his hand was grabbed and he was dragged in the same direction. Any man would be stupid to put up a fight. Though him being dragged after her was not a sexual gesture like it would be seen in any tv show or movie. He only wished that his mind was clear enough that he could enjoy the moment. Well what now? Were his only thoughts when they arrived in the room at the corner of the bed and he was filled with apprehension. Body was a little more tense then he would have hoped. He was not going to make this anymore awkward then it had to be though. He had not problem with laying with the girl. As she settled into her bed he did the same across from her laying on his side, arm propped up against his side. Gaze reaching hers in the dark with a small smile crossing his features that he knew she would be able to see in the dark. Arm was draped over her body allowing her to move close to him. Sweet dreams, beautiful. His words were deep and quiet for the girl as he shifted closer. A tender kiss being placed on her forehead. He lay there perfectly still for what seemed like forever before he finally realized that she was asleep as her breathing grew deeper and more consistent and he hated that he was going to have to leave her this moment. He unwrapped himself from the girl as quickly and easily as possible. He wanted to make this meeting as short as possible. Thierry was the last face that he wanted to fall asleep to. It was not as though the males did not get along since he was the only one that Dario had gotten along with they had simply lost touch since the time that he had been in the club for good reasons of course. Feet were nearly inaudible against the flooring of the house and he did not know how to lock the door behind him so he left it the way it was and brought his shoes with him to one of the windows, crawling out he landed with a small 'omph' on the other side. He knew that he would feel better after a brief run so pace was light and quick through the bush. Underbrush was navigated with ease. He wanted to make sure that he wound his way the long way away from the girls house, he did not want it to be possible for a tracker to find where she lived, this was yet another reason why he did not want to stay the night with her he did not want to put her in danger of being found with him. But he could not change this now. All he had rushing through his mind was that Thierry better be alone. He knew that Dario would be out of practice and therefore easily defeatable. Well not easily since he had been one of the most talented and even to this day he probably could school the older man. Some people just had it and Dario tended to be quite on the ball. He slowed to make sure he did not look suspicious as he burst out into a small clearing in the park and wound his way through the trails. It would then at least look as though he had simply gone for a walk in the park. That would not uncharacteristic for the man. A deep inhale settled in his chest. Townsquare was perfect since he knew the layout like the back of his hand. He knew that there was a tall office building to the right that he would be able to climb to the top to survey the land and make sure that Thierry was true to his word. Reaching the office building his strides slow. The mode of transport not being all too appealing since it was just a bunch of those flimsy looking fire escape ladders leading to the top of the building, though he did have to admit that those were better then nothing. Jumping his hands then curled around the bottom rung before propelling his body forth and scurrying to the top of the ladder to reach a small platform. Two figures dressed in dark clothes did not seem to notice him as they appeared in the darkened area of the town square and a low growl alerted them of his presence. You used to be known to be a man of your word, turned scummy like the rest have you? The words were venomous as they were spat from his lips. Dario, Dario, Dario, so nice to see that you have not lost the fire in which made you such an asset. Thierry stated with a small chuckle. You speak of me as if I am a collectible simply locked away in the attic and refound during a spring cleaning. He stated lowly. If thats what makes you happy, so be it, our work together is not finished though. So the truth of the reasons why he was here were starting to come out. Enough with the chatting Thierry, we both know you are not here on a vacation. The man chuckled deeply at him before turning serious. A lot of money is being offered for you return, less if its in a body bag, but still enough, enough to keep a man happy until the next outing, I would prefer to drag you back alive and have my partner in crime back, but I mean I will do what I have to. Think about it Dario, we can make this easy or we can make this hard. You have three days to decide if you are going to come back willingly or if I am going to have to drag you back kicking and screaming. He stated and it was as if the standoff was over. He then shrunk back to the shadows, his little minion that had not even spoken a word with him. The other must have been a trainee. He was sure that Thierry would not follow him, he was true to his word even if the alone part had not been addressed. He had a lot of thinking to do, like how the hell he was going to get out of this one. Of course they were not going to honour the truce created by Victor. With a small sigh his trek the continued back to the house of the girl she would be safer with him there. The walk seemed brief with his mind reeling. He snuck back in the window he had come and locked it behind him dropping his shoes in the same spot in which they had been the first time. Luckily it had stopped raining since they had been outside so it was not as easy to notice presence missing. Reassuring himself that no one else was in the house he checked the entire perimeter before then returning to the bed in which the lady occupied might as well suprise her and be there when she woke up. He curled up next to her once again arm wrapping around her body to pull her close to him. A small kiss being placed on her lips as she was still in sleep before his own eyes were closed, not really in slumber though he was able to rest.
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Post by Lonestar on Jul 13, 2010 17:24:10 GMT -5
Frame remained tense beneath the sheets, orbs locked onto the males while she awaited his next move, hardly daring to breathe for fear of breaking the sudden silence that had settled upon them. Fighting the will of her muscles did not seem to work nor did any reasoning with her body. She attempted to relax through reminding herself that she had told him he could do as he wished, but no headway was made. Somewhere in the darkness, the fea lost sight of him, his steps too quiet to give away his position and for the moment night vision failed her. Heart beat rapidly in her chest, hands pulling the sheets tighter against her while emeralds searched frantically for him with no chance of triumph. Body jerked with surprise as body shifted towards the weight of another on the other side of her bed, the fatal instantly chastising herself for allowing her nerves to control her reactions thus far. Feeling his breath stretch across the atmosphere from the opposite side of the mattress, Bri released a pent up sigh of relief, lids closing in anticipation of tissues easing now that his decision was known, however, this did not come. With shock, the maiden recognized that it was the prospect of him laying beside her in her bed which brought about the lasting anxiety. Sure, nothing like this had ever happened to her and had she been with some other man other than the vampire it certainly would not be happening so quickly, but this was Dario, perhaps the only person she felt she could fully entrust her entire being to. Besides, she WANTED this; had asked for it, nearly and yet that changed nothing. Gone with the sight of him was her courage and now she relapsed back to her old self. Cursing her shy nature, the lass kept her eyes closed and tried not to think about it, legs curling up in the direction of her chest, the beginnings of a fetal position, before they came in contact with his extremities. Chin flew upwards, gaze meeting his as the length of his arm reached across her side, immediate peace spreading throughout her body. Smiling, shades fluttered closed, his kiss on her skin and words in her ears extending giddy warmth to the tips of her fingers and toes. Body wiggled closer to his, one of her arms snaking beneath his to wrap around the width of his rib cage and head resting against his chest with a contented sigh. While breathing in his scent and feeling his stature against her own, the woman found comfort enough to drift off to sleep, with a dream of wolves and love taking over mind. Running through the forest were the pair of wolves, one dark and the other light. Complete opposites, they were, but mates still. Life was good: ordinary and restful until The Threat came and dashed all hopes of existence continuing further in such a state. Taken away from his love was the male, his face hardened with determination while hers broke with sorrow. He fought alongside the other males of the pack and other species; she kept those unprotected by fathers, mates and brothers safe from smaller, less prominent dangers. Then one day the she-wolf came upon The Threat, seducing a young human girl with long dark hair and bronzed skin, intending to make her his meal as he had the animals of the forest. The Threat lunged at the two-legged and the ebony she-wolf lunged at him, the scream of a girl filling the air before it changed into the howl of a beast. Bricaza woke with a start, sitting up straight from her laying position, sweat moistening her hair while chest rose and fell with concerning speed, cold hand shaking as she lifted it to her forehead. A nightmare.... Just a nightmare. She tried to convince herself, but something about the dream felt off. Something felt.... real. Slumping her shoulders, head turned to where the bloke had been lying when she had slept, hand leaving her face to touch the empty space left. Closing her eyes, the girl fell back against the bed, mattress springs conforming to the shape of her body once more while one hand slipped beneath the pillow on which her head was resting, the other pulling the comforter over her shoulder before resting upon the surface beside her. For hours after awakening from her dream, the lady tossed and turned in her sleep, falling in and out of consciousness at random intervals until finally she was brought back to the present by the man climbing back into bed with her. Arms reached for him, hands clutching at the shirt he wore as he pulled her close, features burrowing into his chest, searching for the inner quiet his presence had brought her before. Finding it, her desperate need ebbed away, muscles extending to their standby state and skull was brought away from his body for a moment, drooping lids allowing jade oculars only a slim picture of him. His name came to her lips, but she was too tired to muster enough energy to speak it. Surrendering to the shadows, eyes closed and she began to drift off back to sleep, but not before she felt the soft pressure of his lips against hers, leaving a sweet grin upon countenance as the goddess Night wrapped her in her embrace. No dreams came after that, however, the maiden was brought back to life in a just as startling way as before. For the second day in a row, she got up from her bed to answer a knock upon her door. Growling, feet hit the cold flooring hard, steps nearly stomping as agitation disturbed her normally calm temper. The knocks upon her door continued in a hard, relentless fashion, letting her know who it was even before she opened the door. She could also tell that he was angry. Sighing, hand settled upon the cold metal of the handle and turned it, jerking the mass from under the male's knuckles just as he was going to knock again. What do you want Kat? Annoyed vocals asked, figure leaning against the frame of the door in order to block his passage and view of the inner sanctum. His mouth parted to release words, but then he seemed to stop and draw in a deep breath, his chest expanding as far as it could with the effort. Bri swallowed hard as a look of disgust and rage flashed into her old crush's blackish pools, their surfaces locked upon her. "Wakila!(whore) How dare you give yourself to an outsider? To one of them? Takuni slolye sni!(stupid) Do you forget you are mine?" With that, he reached out to grab her chin roughly, but she slapped it away, eyes blazing as she stepped forward, vexed that he would dare call her a stupid whore. Yasta!(shut up) Wowicake sni!(lies) You cannot claim me no more than any other man from this tribe can! The arrangement made long ago does not stand. Kat took a step back as she emerged some from the house, but the instant he realized he had done so he took another forward, his nose level with her hair line as he looked down, expecting his freakishly tall frame to frighten her as it did others. "You will let me pass. I will take up your job where you fail. I will kteiye.(kill him)" Sockets widen then narrow at his words, hand lifting with amazing speed to slap his cheek with as much force as she could manage, her nails scratching the skin as she pulled it back, bringing some crimson to the surface. Instantly, his hand lifted to touch the spot and when he brought it down to look at it, blood littered his fingers. Yelling, he started to advance further, ready to inflict pain where she had done the same, but her punch to his nose stopped him quickly as the bone cracked. Ayustamiye(leave me alone), Kat. Tokhel iyaya(go away). You will get no further than my porch today or any other day. Stick to your own duties and I shall carry mine out. Glaring one last time at him, she turned her back upon him and shut the door to her house, stalking to the kitchen where she produced a kitchen knife and an apple. Twirling the blade in one hand, she held the apple firmly against the counter with the other before proceeding to slide it in violent, accurate strokes, grumbling to herself in her native language as she did so. "Enjoy my wiya while you can wasicu! You will find she is more trouble than she is worth!" Kat's words directed towards Dario made her freeze, remembering she was not alone in the house. Hitting the counter once more with the knife in her last cut, eyes traveled towards the doorway of her bedroom, knowing he had probably heard all of what had been said.
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