The Feline and the Incubus (closed)

[Asa]

The Feline and the Incubus (closed for Dreamwalker85)

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Meleena Legacy was the one factor that was not under the thumb and rule of the arrogant pompous supernatural ruler of the region Valen T'kar so he had hatched a plan. Summon the spirit of an Incubus and create it to be the ultimate lure to bring the wild and free feline in line and under control. He made the incubus perfectly imaged to her tastes and hungers... except one... little did regional lord know but the wild thorn in his side was not only a feline shifter... and artist but she was a very cunning and sensual Domme and she was currently hungry for a new pet... one who could withstand her more feral side and who better than... an incubus. Especially if he was created to adapt to her every like kink and desire.

Valen stood before the ancient stone as pale fingers traced the carved warnings and long forgotten magic. Glancing to a darkened form he grinned.

You have the dagger of Zejna?

The form seemed to nod.

The Onyx blade prison was just where the text said and its guardians were less than the challenge the legends claimed.

With that a heart skipped across the stone slab as the carvings sparked. The dagger then gently handed to Valen and with that the darkness was gone. Valen then took the dagger and dragged it over the heart drawing out any lingering life's blood to feed the dagger. Then taking hair he had collected from the target he intended this spirit to manipulate he tied it around the blade.

Your offering and your task... incubus exit your spirits prison... mortal visage of raven mane... poets deep soul... eyes of oceans depths... your hunger solely for your target as you enchant and seduce the wild little feline guiding her to the depths of my power and command. Now with blade and blood spirit be reborn as the temptation... the enchantment... incubus soul now mortal man.

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Meleena stalked the night a club here dive bar there. She was hunting as usual... any problem that tried to harm her haunts was met with a fight they could barely survive. Lately her hunting was a bit more... personal... she was looking for someone who could withstand her rougher side and her hungers.

 

[runningonblade]

That was before she went to the bar and saw a handsome man sitting at the bar and drinking beer before he looked at Veleena with a smile and asked, "Would you like to join me in a drink?"

"Actually, I know of a better place that I would like to join you in.", answered Veleena after she smiled and touched his cheek with her finger.

 

[Asa]

OOC: This thread is closed thank you and leave

 

[Dreamwalker85]

Feeling the freedom of the prison let up as the incubus was expelled into the vessel the body took a long breathe. He savored all of the feelings because this was the first time things could be savored. Even with the surroundings feeling alien to him, everything was taken in like a delicate feast for the senses.

Time had passed since being freed. By now the incubus had take the identity of Harold Rhiner. Harry's life had been rearranged since the soul was tossed the mortal coil and an incubus took his place. Now he was in the bar often frequented by his target Meleena.

Dressed in a black leather jacket, a simple Ramones T-shirt, the one done to look like the President of the United States seal, and dark blue jeans that hid boots. His chiseled jaw line, dark brown eyes and matching hair made him a killer to the opposite sex. Part of him cursed the conditions of his being freed. He could have had any of them. Countless endless meals of pleasure as he drained them. It would have been paradise.

However, he spotted his target. Holding a jack and coke in his hands when he felt Meleena's eyes on him, Harry held up a drink in greeting. He was trying to make it look inviting. Yes, he wanted to bring the woman to him according to the plan set by the person that freed him.

At least Harry wasn't being like some of the other men. A single drink sent to women made them think that was a one way ticket to their bedroom. They lacked subtlety. "Humans," Harry sneered as he looked away from Meleena.

 

[Asa]

Meleena watched him for a moment before having to dismiss some male who held no scent of any consequence to her. There was however something a out this new bar patron. His eyes intrigued her as she envisioned him looking up at her pleading. A faint purr sought to slip from her lips as she took a long sip of her drink and then swayed her way past him moving towards the old style jukebox and selecting a couple of songs as she twirled around with her drink clearly not afraid to dance by herself.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

Harry watched the woman move past him. Finishing his drink his eyes did not leave her. From the jukebox she went out to the dance floor. Waiting one song he got up and downed whatever part of the drink was unfinished.

He could feel the effects of the spell call him. The incubus tried to use whatever supernatural tricks were still up his sleeve to sense, and maybe even tug at, Meleena's arousal before he even made it to her from behind.

Without saying a word he began dancing with her. Whenever she looked at him, be it out of anger or curiosity, he said, "A beautiful woman like yourself should not be dancing alone. Either I'm witnessing a crime, a broken heart because of someone incredibly blind or your partner doesn't wish to join you." Then with a confident smile he said, "Either case your dance card is full, at least for now."

 

[Asa]

A soft inhale and she knew he was not pure human. She could smell the magic and his innate powers though she did not recognize what kind. A smile as she continued to dance to the music. A soft laugh at his words.

No partner and never a broken heart. Just wanna dance...

She continued to dance. A purr as the music carried her mind and body.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

Harry's hands went around Meleena's hips as they danced. His chest was to her back and he was enjoying the closeness. She could feel how firm his muscles were as his chest rubbed against her back as they moved together. The flesh felt like stone wrapped in warm flesh. His hands were holding her hips firmly.

Deep down he wanted to bite the woman's name and claw up Meleena's body. Yes, she was the target, but this was the only woman on the planet he was allowed to touch, allowed to feed from. Everything about her curves were pleasing to the incubus. If it wasn't for the intense desire the man would have just enjoyed watching her flesh just sway and move to the music from his former perch at the bar.

Slowly his hands went down her thighs a little and back up to her sides, "You move with the grace of angels, and the skill of a devil. I can only imagine what you're like elsewhere," Harry said in a low, predatory voice. His desire could be heard and practically felt as it rolled from each word.

 

[Asa]

Ease now cowboy... I am just here to dance and relax.

She then turned her head a little more to talk a little softer.

No need to start throwing around your more than mortal abilities. Taking our time like they do might just be fun.

She winked and undulate her whole body against him be for removing his hands and twirling just out of reach to dance some more. More people had followed suit and there were a few more on the dance floor and a steady selection of music filling the bar.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

"How do you know?" Harry asked not expecting the woman to be so in tune with the magical side of the world. For a brief second he panicked deep down. Did she know about the spells that brought him here.

Dancing with the woman his hands slipped away and he began dancing with some woman. He even moved close to a blonde that loved the closeness by a man that looked like Harry. Normally he would have reveled in the easy meal. Tonight the whole thing disgusted him. In reality what he wanted to do was to make Meleena jealous. Do something to get him on her radar.

As the last few beats of the song happened his finger traced along the blonde's jawline then he kept dancing moving away. Harry just tried to move with the beat. The body had some decent dancing ability. Not the best but certainly not the worst by any means. Here and there he kept looking at Meleena.

 

[Asa]

The very feline purr from her lips by his ear till he pulled away to dance with another was her only reply. She continued to dance for a few songs before going to get another drink and sit with her back against the bar watching the bar and the dance floor with that predatory lioness look in her eyes. Fending off drunken approaches and entertaining a select few she glanced to Harry a few fmeeting times as well. Her more Domme side slipping through when dealing with both drunk and acceptable males.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

Sitting next to Meleena he looked at her, "No luck?"Harry asked sitting next to her. He pointed to the spot in front of himself and then the spot in front of her. "Your poison is?" the man gestured to the bar. "I insist," Harry flashed the woman an award winning smile. "At the very least we can toast to finding something insufficient to our tastes here at the bar. A toast to defeat as it were."

 

[Asa]

Bourbon straight and no... no luck for you either?

She smirked... he was cute enough and a certain level of hunger he brought out of her but that was actually nothing new with either hunger. However if this fellow supernatural wanted her he would have to work a little harder than a mortal could.

Here is to a dismal night at a normally decent hunting ground.

She smiled at him with a wink.

There is always tomorrow.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

"None. Unless you count the dancing and the conversation with you. Then the night is not a total wash. However, I may go home empty handed," Harry admitted honestly. Sometimes people were like fish. A long game had to be played. The right and proper things be said. Sometimes people had to know the first two or three times may wind up without a nibble.

"If you are going to be here tomorrow what would it take to fill your dance card?" Harry asked tryng to be more forward and bold. His eyes went to the woman as he patiently waited for a reply. The questions only came out after the drinks had clanked together.

Taking his first sip the man savored the brown liquid that came to him. It burned, but it tasted so good. The incubus managed to just sip at the brown liquid. Just because the body had tolerances didn't mean the incubus would have. He had to take great efforts just to get accustomed to the drink unlt the body and the soul were more synchronized. He had never touched alcohol before. The entire process was like a new guessing game trying to figure uot how much should be had, and when did it start to effect him.

Taking another slow sip he asked. "First time here?"

 

[Asa]

It would take me being in the mood to dance and if anyone beat you to it. I normally come here. Well here and a couple of other clubs but this one seems to be the most entertaining. What about you?

Winking at the bartender as he put another bourbon whiskey down in front of her with a crooked knowing smile before walking away.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

"New in town," Harry said with a grin. It wasn't technically a lie. Sure, the man that was once Harry could have been a regular, but the new soul inside the vessel was new to well everything.

"I hope to fill your dance card up and maybe more," Harry took his drink and rose it, "To possibilities." Everything about his body wanted to feast upon her. Since she was the only one he could have feasted upon he wanted to devour the woman. To indulge himself before giving into his end of the bargain for being released from his prison.

"What do you hope for this evening?"

 

[Asa]

That all depends on if the hunting gets any better as the night goes on or if...

She just laughed a little and lifted her glass.


Possibilities...

 

[Dreamwalker85]

"And what type of prey are you hunting for?" Harry asked with drink in hand. "What does it take for that seemingly ordinary someone to suddenly become the apple within your eye?" he asked flashing the woman a smile. He started to muse the opening lines to a very famous poem, "Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry?" Harry wondered how and why he began to quote "The Tyger" by William Blake. However, it seemed to work.

 

[Asa]

She tilted her head a little as he spoke the poem.

You seem to be trying to... but why?

 

[Dreamwalker85]

"Hoping to get on your radar. Hoping to get your attention so I may end up leaving with you back to your place," Harry admitted looking back toward the woman with a devious grin. "Why do you ask?" his brow went up out of curiosity.

 

[Asa]

Most beings like us avoid me like the plague since I don't exactly fall in line with his royal pain in the ass.

She shrugged but winked at him.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

"You'll find I'm not like most people," Harry said with a grin and gave the woman his own wink. He moved close to her and nibbled on her neck for a moment before moving away just to snag another drink.

 

[Asa]

A purr at the nips fingernails a little sharper than a mortal slithered up his thigh before he moved back to his drink.

Never thought I would ever meet anyone else I this town that did not cow down to that arrogant pompous blow hard. Night seems to hold a few surprises after all.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

Breathing hard at the feeling of those claws Harry tried not to shiver from the sensation. "I do what I wish," Harry whispered then he tried to nip at her neck again. He wanted to hear that purr get louder. Something about it drove him nuts.

 

[Asa]

Another purr then a smirk.

Well then one last round an a toast to future meetings.