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Post by Lianna Snow on Dec 3, 2008 19:45:39 GMT -5
Before she heard him, she sensed him. He was now behind her as she'd asked him to follow. Closing the distance between them he eventually caught up. As they walked she wondered what they looked like from an outsiders view. Two beautiful creatures walking side by side. Both dark and mysterious, yet surprisingly open with one another. It felt as if they had some unspoken bond, or connection between them. It was odd and she knew this was a first for her. However, she assumed it was probably because he matched her inner darkness.
As he asked why she'd kissed him, she shook her head. "Why does such a thing have to have a reason? Can't it simply be left as an impulse?" She then said, answering his question with another question. It was true, she was indeed sick of the human traditions that said there has to be a reason behind affection. Lianna didn't show affection often, and when she did it usually didn't mean much. Right now, she knew it was more then likely out of boredom. So far this Island was indeed highly populated, however it didn't prove to be all that much fun.
"I can feel it you know, your yearning for more. Its quite adorable." She said mockingly as she continued walking. Across the street she saw a young man eyeing her provocatively, but she simply looked ahead again and ignored it. Returning to her thoughts once again she felt the coldness of his skin by her as they brushed arms quickly. Even through his clothes she could feel it, it was like marble.
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Post by Zane Strident-Hellix on Dec 3, 2008 20:08:32 GMT -5
"Impulse? Hmm..."
Two could do the same thing. Taking the warmth of her arm within his own, he turned her toward him, their bodies against each other yet again, as he leaned forward, basically pressing his own lips with hers. Cold. Cool. Whatever you could describe it as, it was fierce and passionate and full of mystery. Perhaps he could be yearning for her, unexplainable that would most likely be at best, but as she termed it, it was 'impulse'. His hands lowered down to her waist and to her thigh, lifting one of her legs just over his. And just so happened to be in front of a young man this was. Slowly, he pulled away, feeling that warmth against his tender lips.
"Fair enough."
He held her there for a few moments, and then finally pulled back, the scent of her blood beginning to rile him once more, and again, he sought to control himself. Smirking seductively toward her, he willed his body around, and paced his body forward again, paying no attention with her expression of what he termed as 'impulse'. Rather that than anything else -- vampires weren't supposed to love each other, they were only supposed to lust for one another, that was all.
"Adorable, is it?"
Had to have been, to see him always shimmer with gleam and appetite every time he caught her scent. It was...his own personal heroin. It was lustful, and maybe it was because of her human half. No, she was much different than others. Watching the man once more eying his own little acquaintance, he chuckled.
"Shall I remove him?"
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Post by Lianna Snow on Dec 3, 2008 20:24:15 GMT -5
Taken by surprise at his actions, she simply let him do as he pleased yet again. It didn't bother her one bit, in fact it was quite difficult to bother her. It seemed almost like an automatic response to kiss him back. His hands wandered down to her thigh and pulled her leg over his own. As he did so, she responded by shifting so that her hip grinded against his own. Kissing him back fully, she was sure people were watching them. She could feel the eyes on them both, and it didn't matter to her.
After releasing her and beginning to walk again, she couldn't help but smirk. So he liked to play games as well? Oh how interesting the two seemed to be, how they interacted with one another intruiged her immensely. She'd been intimate with many people, but it had never been so intense before. Never had she thought twice about such a thing as she did now. It was lust and for some reason, it was to wards this Zane creature quite an amount. Moreso, then anyone she'd ever met before.
"Yes, almost adorable as that growling from before." She added, a smug smile approaching her beautiful face. As they walked she noticed people were still content on watching them. It honestly didn't bother her, the human race was very shallow and therefore she was used to eyes on her. Across the street she could feel the lust coming from the human male, and ignored it. How pathetic he seemed to be.
"Let him be." She simply said. Not that she didn't enjoy a good killing, but because she wasn't in the mood for it right now. Although usually she couldn't resist it, at the moment her attention was focused elsewhere.
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Post by Zane Strident-Hellix on Dec 3, 2008 20:36:42 GMT -5
The fact that she didn't do anything to stop his impulse brought that grin over his face once more. Even more so that she went along with the kiss, even grinding her hips into his own, kissing him back with just as much lust as he did with her. As they pulled away, he could sense a bit of those elevated desires between the two of them. Multiple reasons, possibly. Her blood, her scent. Or it could be that she matched his inner darkness even though she was halfway human. Eying the man once more, he figured to just get rid of him, but she drew against it. Well, he couldn't go out of his way, waste his energy where it could be put to another use.
"Humph."
Had she not been here, the man would've been shredded already; he was only being nice by asking his newfound acquaintance if it would be alright by her. Only being nice, with all due respect to himself, he needed no one's permission. Call it...courtesy if you will. Crossing his arms as he walked, he looked upward at the full moon. This was supposed to be the time where the werewolves wandered about the place freely.
"This night his disappointed."
Eyes continued to trail against the duo -- he couldn't say couple because that would just be a two-faced lie. Attractive they would be had they been proclaimed a couple.
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Post by Lianna Snow on Dec 3, 2008 21:02:51 GMT -5
It wasn't that she cared whether or not the man lived she just didn't feel like it. Right now she was feeling like she needed a drink. For some reason she was oddly bored within this town. Although those few moments of passion had proved to capture her interest, they were now over. What she would do with the rest of her night she hadn't decided. Obviously she'd need to find a place to sleep for the next few nights. If, she stayed in Capri that long that is. Usually she spent a week or two in one place before relocating. Although, exceptions did happen every now and then.
"I think I'm going to take my leave, Zane. I'm oddly tired." She said to him as they walked, hoping he didn't think she was being human-like. It had been almost four days since she'd slept. Which usually was fine, but for some reason she was beginning to wear out. A few hours of sleep and she knew she'd be back to normal, out and hunting again the next day. Maybe she'd stay in Capri, maybe she wouldn't. That, she would decide at a later time. Right now she simply waited for him to bade her goodbye before she exited to a place that she could sleep in. It even crossed her mind to kill a household and stay there for the next few days, but that could wait until after she left him.
Oddly though, she felt herself being drawn to him. Her eyes always locked onto his with such an exact fierceness that she didn't understand. Not wanting to leave him she awaited for his words, wanting to kiss him again. Instead she turned down a corner, distancing herself from him. Ignoring the humans she silently waited for her response.
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Post by Zane Strident-Hellix on Dec 4, 2008 0:39:57 GMT -5
"So that's it? No goodbye?"
Zane chuckled, and right before she turned the corner, he seized her arm gently, and pulled her back to him, the lust apparent within his eyes, but it was one where it was restrained. The reflection of her beauty captured within his optics.
"Night doesn't have to end. At least not around here."
His tone was laced with seduction, but it was a quiet thing. As was his own intentions, gently pulling her to his dark form. Now the were at the corner, all alone, both of their dark presences together, enough to make the clouds stir about. Once she came close enough to him, he wrapped his arms around her slender waist, of course the lust brewing within him. Should he just give into those feelings? He knew what he wanted from her, but it perplexed him that it wasn't just for blood, that it was something -- more. Even those kisses that they had managed to share out of nothing seemed to spark something out of him, which was highly unnatural.
After all, he was a vampire.
Zane wanted her, irrevocably and without his control. It was his desire to have her, but in the way of which, he could not surmise. Slowly, he slipped his fingers into hers, interlacing them. What was he doing? If he had just wanted her blood, he would've taken it and left her out here in the open. Leaning forward toward her, he allowed those lips to grace along her full ones for a slight moment, pulling back but still keeping the closeness between them.
"Is this what you want?"
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Post by Lianna Snow on Dec 7, 2008 18:13:04 GMT -5
What was this? Two vampires showing...affection? Affection wasn't something shown that often between vampires. They had sex of course, though affection was rare. He was so gentle with Lianna, so...soft. It was oddly eery. In fact it was downright weird. It made her want to leave. To walk away and forget that this had ever happened. Perhaps even kill a few humans to get her mind off of it. Her mind wanted her to walk away, yet her feet remained frozen in time.
It was times like these that she truly wished she didn't have a soul. It was so d**n annoying. Always in the back of her mind, changing and twisting her thoughts. Making situations more complex then they actually had to be. She was getting sick of it quite frankly. If she could, she'd rip it out and tear it to shreds. However she knew that she'd simply have to live with it.
For eternity.
They were so close that even though she wanted to, she couldn't look away. They're faces were almost touching they were so close, her breath on his own. Lianna was sure that he could hear how fast her heart was racing. d**n heart. Although as she listened to it, she noticed something that she hadn't noticed before. It was that, her heart had never beat this fast before.
Never.
Ignoring his question she answered it with actions instead of words. Pushing against him she met her lips with his own fiercely, almost knocking him over. She roughly began to kiss him, her hands grazing his shoulders and then his back. Her tongue then forced an entrance and met with his in a fiery dance. It was almost electric right now. Trying to make it clear that she was not soft at all, and instead rough and ruthless, she continued her rough antics.
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Post by Zane Strident-Hellix on Dec 8, 2008 13:12:18 GMT -5
This was an unnatural thing to have....two vampires showing some sort of affection toward each other. It was wrong on so many levels. Vampires were creatures of the devil, and affection was reserved for those children of God. Zane had done many things that he had lost the compassion to regret, what with his cold body, dark and empty soul, beating-less heart. Though he never wanted the life of a human, distraught with all these emotions, unable to concentrate, always having trouble. No, for the most part, he was free from such a thing.
Those deep blue eyes glowed more softly and more in tune with the lunar darkness of the moon that it made him seem like a god among men. Course, he was already that way, just not the emphasis of 'god' at all, but you got what he meant.
Zane had considered this quite the unusual aspect of him, succumbing to his inner urges and desires so easily, to someone who was half vampire, half human, no less. Just about to pull away, he sensed those urges within Lianna come again, feeling her push roughly against him, her lips on his in an aggressive manner. The way her hands moved around his lean, muscular body, he couldn't help but delve into his animal instincts. Gripping the fabric of her clothing, he forcefully spun around, pushing her against the nearby wall, intending to make this really count. Their kisses were fiery and passionate, enough to melt ice.
Or at least that was what he thought.
Pushing her rather hard against the wall, his hands trailed down her thighs, splitting her legs apart and wrapped them around his waist, keeping her off the ground, returning each aggressive kiss she had with his own. Even in the midst of it, he allowed his pearly white teeth graze against those lips, the animal side of him craving and lusting after her. Blood...sex...passion...everything.
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Post by Lianna Snow on Dec 8, 2008 20:10:44 GMT -5
For some reason she showed difficulty to pull away. It seemed an absurd thought to simply end this masquerade. To end it for good, not for a few minutes as she'd done earlier. No instead she was giving up in a way. Giving up on fighting the obvious attraction between the two, and giving up resisting her impulses. For some reason she felt compelled to stay her and see how this worked itself out.
It was odd, the way she felt to wards this vampire that is. It was as if they knew each other better then they actually did. In fact, it felt kind of like there was some invisible force pulling them to each other. Or at least, it felt like that to her. Even though she'd wanted to leave him she couldn't. The idea of leaving him had just driven her more to him. It intensified her lust for him, and she was curious as to why.
As he pushed her against a wall she moaned slightly at the pain of the bricks she'd hit, though it was a short pain. As her legs curled around his waist she pushed against his chest, pressing against him more tightly then before. As her kisses intensified she stopped breaking in between them until they all flowed together, one after another. Never breaking for air or breath she felt herself becoming lightheaded, however she continued this as a reaction to him pushing her against the wall.
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Post by Zane Strident-Hellix on Dec 8, 2008 20:38:45 GMT -5
There didn't seem to be an end in sight for this hapless interaction -- well, he only considered it a hapless sort of thing because vampires weren't supposed to do this. Yet here they were, groping on each other and kissing fiercely and holding on to every single part of them.
Those urges were driving him wilder by the second, and he couldn't help himself to her soft skin, unnaturally soft for someone like her. That heartbeat, which at first had become annoying to him, was now strangely soothing to the ear. He thought to place his ear against her chest and lull himself to sleep, but that would ruin his credit as a cold and heartless being. No more, that was the thought that tore through his body, breaking his will apart.
At that very moment, he slid his hands down the side of her body, playing with her tanktop for a moment, before raising them back to her chest, forcefully ripping it apart. This was a now or never moment -- she seemed too appetizing, or lack for a better word, right now. Not just because of her blood, but because she was stiflingly attractive. Those passionate kisses flowed evenly and roughly, until he reached down to her neck, still holding her up and playing with the buttons of her jeans. Another low growl escaped from his lips, as he pulled back, allowing her to see those pearly white fangs that would make any female die for. Not wasting time, he sunk those teeth deep into her flesh, allowing the outpour of her blood fill his mouth and coat his lips. From there, he was addicted, utterly and inevitably.
Holding onto her body closer, he finally unbuttoned those jeans of hers, sliding them down and running that icy skin along her slender thighs, all the while widening his jaw to catch every drop of her blood. Which seemed almost impossible, as it trickled down his chin and lips and from the punctured holes embedded into her skin. But it didn't matter to him -- he drank voraciously, as if starved. Not knowing if he could stop at all.
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