Two Star Crossed Lovers (Open, please join)

[Mistriss_Isis]

The year is 2020, and the world is almost no different then now, almost. Demons and Angles walk the earth amoung humans. And of course, as usual, humans are only aware of themselves. This is why our story begins....


Sirena's heels clicked softly on the pavement. It was late, almost late enough to be early. No one was on the streets and that's how she liked it. She was an Angel, but she hardly looked like one. Gothic in appearance she had fooled many a demon and angel alike. Her hair was short, and bright crimson red. Her form was shapely, almost rubenesque. A black trench coat encased her breasts and flaired our at the waist, revealing a pale torso with the hint of a tattoo peeking out og the top of her short black skirt. Her legs were pale as well, encased from the knee down in black leather. SHe was sure she could even pass for a vampyre if she tried.

Angels and Demons lived peacfully alongside one another, but anything more then friendship was punishable if the couple were found out. Sirena made her way to a local bar, a haunt for the two races. With a smile she walked in and ordered a drink. She sat at the bar and looked around....


ooc: this is a romeo and juliet romance, between angels and demons. So post up, I only need one male demon to start, others are more then welcome to play family. THanks a lot and experienced rpers only please. So post up a descriptive post and enjoy ^^.

 

[grettr]

The night was cold and the rain made it look like the city was melting. Cutting through the light traffic on the way to the club was easy as slipping into a well licked harlot. The bike howled and sung beneath me ignored as I thought about the possibilities tonight. It had been awhile I had been busy doing the bad work I was here for ... hell to be honest I was tired of it. To easy these days to talk people into taking the low road going for the spiritual short cut. I wanted to drink till I could believe in the goodness of man while telling extravegant lies to the other demons there.

Getting of my bike parking it on the pavement in front of the club looking down at the other patrons from my six and a half feet checking my pale blone hair and in the window outside getting it settled again after my ride its length down just below my shoulders. Nodding to the doorman as I slide past the line I move in and take a spot at the bar getting a tumbler of oban on the rocks. Taking a long slow drink savoring the burn of the scotch I begin to slowly scan the room.

 

[Mistriss_Isis]

ooc: welcome! thanks for joining^^.

Sirena ordered another JD and coke, getting up from the bar she approached the dancefloor. Couples crowded it, and all she could do was watch in amusement. Many were in states of almost undress, and grinding shamelessly against one another. She couldn't help as her hips swayed gently, the beat threatening to engulf her in it's sway. She sipped down half of her drink before setting it down and pushing in through the couples to the middle of the dance floor.

A few single dancers clusted together but Sirena would not do that, With an almost wicked smile, she let her body be taken over by the music. She loved letting the beat take over her being and when she danced she could feel almost nothing else. Her eyes closed as her hands slid above her head and she moved to the beat, her mind nothing but drum beats and bass chords.

 

[grettr]

After a few scotches the malaise of the evening starts to lift and I notice a red haired goth looking girl on the dance floor. My eyes are drawn to her seemingly without my permission and I can't help but to think what her red hair would look like plastered to her neck with sweat and how her face would look when the blush of orgasm spreading through it. Shaking my head and trying to clear it I go back to my drink and can still see her reflected over and over again in the bottles behind the bar. The twisted reflections a universe of possible women. Crap I'm losing it maybe if I go out and dance with her it will break the spell. For all I know shes some 15 year old in her first blush of womanhood and only the forbiddeness of that is drawing my eye.
Moving out onto the dance floor I leave my leather jack on my stool confident no one will touch it. Eeling throug the crowd I can't help the occasional brush and the ensuing shocked look that follows it. Being an embodiment of lust can be so tedious at times. A cold look tells a huge rivethead that no I am not interested and yes he should go back to pretending he is straight.
As I reach her on the floor I can't decide if I'm pleased or disappointed she is even more delectable up close as I begin to move in time with her taking the opportunity to shamelessly study her as she's lost in the music and motion.

 

[Mistriss_Isis]

Sirena kept moving to the music her body no longer her's but an instrument to be used by the player. Her eyes closed she feels a presence close to her, she fights the urge to open her eyes. Instead she moves closer to him, she can almost feel his body against his, and in her mind she wishes he was touching her. Her pale cheeks flush gently with the thought as she keeps moving, her hands sliding around his neck as her eyes flutter open gently.

A smile spreads across her face as she moves with him. Biting her lips her gaze flicks away from his as her body now presses against his to the music, almost griding against him.

 

[grettr]

This one is good. I can see her motions change as we dance as she feels me there. When she brushes against me the contact tingles through me like I was some randy teenager. Breathing deep I can smell her skin and a hint of perfume as I move my hands around behind her stroking her back lightly at first moving lower and cupping her behind as her hands slide around my neck. Her gaze is electric and the sight of the tip of her biting her lip makes me think of those teeth on my skin. I can feel my excitement growning and I hold her close pressing her body to mine so she has no doubt. Reaching up with one hand I run my nails up the back of her neck then slip my fingers through the back of her hair. Damn I'm losing it for her and I don't know her name...this may be a very interesting night.

 

[Mistriss_Isis]

Sirena smirked, letting her body press more against his, she could feel his excitement, even without his wandering hands. A soft laugh escaped her lips as she felt the music begin to slow, grow more patient and sensual. With a quick flick of her hips, her pace slows. Her body pressed tightly to his she can feel her heartbeat quicken in her chest. Her eyes flicked to catch his again, wondering if he could feel it too.

Her face was so close to his, she could feel his breath on her face, her lips were so close to his, she wanted to kiss him, she wanted it more then anything. What was wrong with her?

 

[grettr]

As the music slows I can feel her body molded to mine sinking into me my hands roaming her back as she grinds against me. I can feel heat radiating from the contact like she is on fire and I want more. As I look down I can see her cock her head and offer her lips to me her eyes closed like she is trying to decide what to do. Taking the initiative I brush my lips lightly along hers tasting her pausing and letting her taste spread through my mouth I realize I have paused and am holding my breath worried how she will react.

 

[Mistriss_Isis]

As he kisses her, Sirena feels a jolt slide through her. It felt too good for her to ignore it. With a smile she pressed her lips to his again, deepening the kiss, her arms holding him to her before she pulls away opening her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that.." she said with a small embarassed smile as she pushes a few strays hairs from in front of her green eyes. That's when she realizes that her body is still pressed against his, her smile turns into a smirk. "Youre a wonderful dancer.." she commented.

 

[grettr]

"Some times the best we do are things we shouldn't have," trying to keep my voice calm my blood pounding in my ears after the kiss. "You are a wonderful partner" meeting her green eyes with my pale blue ones sinking into them and losing my train of thought as. Reaching out and pulling her stray lock aside again as I ask "So would you like to have a refreshing beverage and tell me what it was that was so wrong about what you did" my voice low and teasings to match my wicked grin.

 

[Mistriss_Isis]

I can only laugh, "Why thank you, and yes a drink would be nice.." I say with a smirk, my drink long forgotten on a random table somewhere. I can feel my heart pounding still, I try and calm it. "And it wasn't exactly wrong, just I don't usually kiss strange men, no matter how good of a dancer they are..." I tease smiling again. I can't help but relive the last moments in my mind, feeling small goosebumps rise on my skin.

Good thing I was wearing my coat.

 

[Maniac9538]

Loukious was standing on the stage, his bass guitar in his hands, fingers moving along the strings easily, before being here he played his guitar constantly. He was for so long a soldier and then Death took him. God offered him a choice, serve here or serve on earth. So he served here on Earth, he never complained about his job, just did it with a small smirk and a debt of gratitude. He brought the death to those whose time had come and were to end up with God. He understood the peace between Angels and Demons but he always kept an eye on certain demons to make sure they kept the peace. He watch the Goth looking girl and the man dance and kiss and he smirked. Love was always around and he enjoyed the sight of happiness blooming. Loukious was something of an enigma to Angels, he was built of a soldiers stance, large and formidable and deadly when need be, but had a gentle hand to those whose times were at the end. His hair fell past his jaw and was dyed a blood red, his body covered in ancient tattooings from long ago religions and beliefs. His family was Irish and like them he was Pagan, but when his time had come God had said it was not religion that mattered but the pure soul.

 

[grettr]

"Would it make you feel better if I pretended that I never kiss stange women?" laughing softly I took her arm in mine and led her to a secluded booth where the din of the bad would be lessened. As chivalrously help her into the booth I can't but look down her top and revel in the curve of her breasts thinking about how they would feel against my lips. Looking up I smile as I look into her eyes acknowledging that I had been caught staring then grinning impishly to show her I like the view. Gesturing to the bartender I have him bring us two vodka tonics. The drink is sharp and refreshing on my tounge as I look across the booth.

"I would hate for you to have to keep indulging in unusual behaivors," taking a moment and savoring the thought of some possible things to indulge in "my name is Lucious and your name would be?". Asking her I realized that my heart, normaly dark and serene in its cynical contemp, was beating quickly and I was having to work to hide a growing flush in my cheeks. She was really having an effect on me. Eyeing her carefully just to make sure she wasn't a vampire and quickly discarding the concern from the vitality radiating off of her.

 

[PieTaster]

In the back room, Kirby shoved his big dick into the young human blonde's cunt. The PVC skirt, flipped up and the lace panties yanked down, he fucked her from behind with powerful strokes as she gasped for air.

The young thing had come to the club to party. Caught up in the heat of the rhythm, her good looks had been coerced one way or another upstairs to where the drugs were. Upstairs was Kirby's territory, where he did his business. If you wanted to get high, Kirby (as he was known to humans) was the man to see. His demon name however, was Vulkerps.

Completely enthralled by the heat, the liquor, the music and the sexy, sweaty bodies, the blonde, whom which Kirby didn't bother to catch her name, had dived right into the free line of coke that he offered her. Once she accepted that, she offered herself to the grip of the Dark Master. Her life had just changed and her soul had crossed a boundary. For his work on behalf of the Dark Master, Kirby was taking his cut - having his way with the new recruit.

He pulled out and flipped her over on the table. Her tits exposed, he sprinkled more coke over her hard nipples, leaned over and snorted. Savoring the hit for a moment, he then barged his large, veiny muscle of a cock into her mouth. Holding her head firmly, he slid it in and out a few times before shoving it in deep, forcing her to gag. Then he pulled out and as she coughed to get her breath back he spunked all over her face.

She looked up at him wide-eyed wondering if the experience had actually been real, until Kirby tossed her a towel to wipe her face and began to trace another line on the table next to her.

"There ya go, honey," he said. "Another line just for you. Enjoy."

The girl smiled. The demon did up his fly and put back his long overcoat over his sleeveless black T and powerful, tattooed, muscular body. Standing six-six, he towered over the now not-so-innocent blonde.

"Now you can go have more fun dancing and come see me again when you want more," he said and left the back room into the noise of the club.

Still upstairs, he walked to his usual table on the mezzanine overlooking the dance floor below. He hated this band. The one with one of God's on the bass guitar. What were they called? Fuck them, who cares. Before sitting, he tossed back his waist-long, straight, black hair, exposing the tattoos in the shaved sides of his head, and pony-tailed it.

Bill, one of his assistants, handed him his drink, tequila with a shot of tabasco. The scrawny, spiky-haired Bill had something to say.

"There's something interesting going on down there," he informed. "You might wanna check out who's getting close to that bitch we love to hate, Sirena," he snickered pervertedly.

Vulkerps eyed the situation below and stroked his pointed goatee.

"Lucious," he remarked in a voice resembling two slabs of granite slowly sliding across each other. "Interesting, indeed."

(OOC - Romeo and Juliet being a forbidden romance, let my char do his part in the forbidding. The forces of good and evil are the natural parallels to the houses of Montague and Capulet keeping the two apart.)

 

[Mistriss_Isis]

ooc: thank you both for joining ^^

"Pretended?" I asked with a cocked eyebrow, I knew he was looking down my coat and smirked. He knew he was caught, and I saw his cheeks flush as we sit down. I smile as he orders us drinks, that was something a man had never done for me. I smiled, "Well Lucious, my name is Sirena,and I doubt you would mind me indulging you in anything..." I laughed softly.

A small shudder slid through my body, like the feeling of eyes on me. "So Lucious what's a guy like you doing in a place like this?" I joked, one hand around my drink while the other rested under my chin as I watching him intently.

 

[grettr]

Laughing softly at Sirena's line I took a drink and tried to figure out what to say. The truth would be I was here out of habit no more but I was having trouble getting out the words any words in fact. Marshalling my thoughts and forcing the blush out of my cheeks "Well on any other night I would say something about just going through the motions but tonight someone has caught my eye and I find myself mooning over them like a boy feeling his first blush of manhood," Smiling and staring into her eyes "And what brings a tasty thing like yourself to the club tonight?"

Reaching out and covering her hand with mine as we talk. Stroking her fingers with mine as I do taking in the softness of her skin feeling the contact not only in my hand but as warth spreading down my spine. Losing myself in the thought of what her legs would feel like wrapped around my hips not trying to hide the lust in my eyes I notice behind her that little weasel Bill and wonder briefly what he is up to before going back to drinking in Sirena's gaze.

 

[Mistriss_Isis]

I could hardly make the smile leave my lips, he didn't know what I was. No Angelic presence was put forth by the way I acted, he alone didn't know how forbidden this all was. Well technically, it wasn't forbidden yet, but the way me thoughts were going it would be by the end of the night. As his hand touches mine I feel the same jolt I had from the kiss, but cover it with a laugh at his comment.

"Well I come here sometimes to get away from all of it, mostly to dance.." I laugh softly as I sip my drink again. "First blush of man hood? I could say something about that, but I'll be a good girl..." I almost giggled innocently.

 

[grettr]

"A good girl...but where is the fun in that?" My voice light and full of humor while I reach out and brush a stray hair back from Sirena's face my fingertips trailing down her cheek and curving around her chin. "So another drink or perhaps we go someplace a little quieter and ... talk." Pausing for a moment I lean in and kiss her again tasting the vodka on her lips and trying to surpress a shudder.

 

[Mistriss_Isis]

As he speaks and kisses me I smile, "You must have read my thoughts.." I whispered as I returned the kiss and upon finishing my drink, slid from the booth. "So your place or mine?" I purred as I still had his hand in mine. I could still feel the eyes on my back but said nothing, knowing who it was.

 

[grettr]

"How about my place?" Leading her to the door I stop to grab my coat and can't help but shake the thought that someone is watching me..wierd. I lead you outside my hand still holding yours when we get past the door I turn and wrap my other hand around you kissing you hungrily tasting your tounge. Then breaking the kiss I gesture to my humble steed glimmering darkly under the neon. "You may want to hold on tight as I saddly have little patience for trafic laws,"

O.O.C.: I need to get to work now that the rain has let up I will try to up date this evening.

 

[Mistriss_Isis]

I can only smile as we head out from the noise of people. The dark street is almost deserted, save us and the bouncer to the club. As his lips meet mine once more and kiss me, tasting my tounge I can feel the heat rise within me once again. This was the moment I made up my mind, I would do what my heart told me, be damned of the consequences.

I only laughed as he spoke of not obeying traffic laws. "I haven't been on one of these for a long time.." I smirk as I slide onto the back my arms sliding snuggly around his waist. I kiss his neck gently, biting it lightly. "I'm ready when you are..." I whisper, my lips tantalizingly close to his ear.

 

[grettr]

"I think I'm ready right here," I whisper huskily into Sirena's ear as I wonder why she is having this effect on me..could she be an...no not worth worrying about. Cocking my head I kiss the side of her throat my lips brushing her delicate skin while I slip one of my hands up between us cupping her lush breast from below. Running the ball of my thumb over her fabric covered nipple while I nibble on the side of her neck. Realizing that I just may rip her clothes if I don't stop now I pull my lips and hands reluctantly away from Sirena's lush body I turn and mount up onto my noble steed helping her get on behind me.

Next is all a blur of speed and the howl of wind. I take things fast and loose back to my house letting the bike get a little loose in corners and powering out of them hard enough to loft the front wheel. Trying to use the speed to clear my head to no avail.

 

[Mistriss_Isis]

I felt my breath catch and my heart beat fast as he touched me. I almost wanted him to continue his roaming hands journey. As he helped me up behind him I held on tight, sitting up and enjoying the thrill of the ride. I loved the feel of the wind through my hair, the thrill of the turns. I couldn't help the laugh that escaped my lips, the freedom made me almost giddy. With a smirk I leaned against him, my breasts pressing against his back as my hands crawled around his waist.

 

[PieTaster]

Kirby wacthed the forbidden couple walk hand in hand to the exit. He knew what this could mean, and he knew how many points he'd score with the Dark Master for catching them.

"Bill. Bob," he called his minions. "Follow them," he gestured, "and don't get caught."

"Yes master," Bill snickered.

As they left they passed a dark haired woman in a ragged red halter dress and sweat-smeared mascara. Her eyes met Kirby's and she approached. Leah had first hooked up with Kirby about a year ago, much like the blonde had done earlier in the evening. Since then her life had slowly started slipping into Hell. She appeared edgy as she spoke.

"Kirby baby, you got anything for me?"

"I've given you enough," he said. "You owe me."

She began to tremble and he sensed the desperation in her voice.

"Please Kirby," she begged. "I'll do anything for a hit."

"Anything?"

"Anything," she repeated as she slinked down next to him and began to breathe in his ear.

Kirby grabbed her roughly by the wrist, stood and dragged her into the back room.

/\/\/

"He's too fast on that rice rocket," said Bill in his pale, spotty complexion and black long-sleeve covered in punk rock carnage graphic. He climbed into the sidecar.

"Nothing's too fast fer my machine," Bob claimed with pride as he mounted the bike and kick started. A short jet of flame shot out of the tailpipe as Bob checked his studded jean jacket and blue spike mohawk in the mirror. He flashed a checkerboard grin of missing teeth.

They thundered off down the boulevard into the night.

 

[grettr]

As I crossed the bridge out of town I got the distinct feeling that I was being followed but the feeling of Sirena's body pressed to my back was just too much to ignore so I ignored the feeling that something was wrong. When her hands brushed the bulge in my pants I felt a warmth spread through my body and nearly hit a truck as I reveled in the accidental touch. Taking the last few miles a little easier I pulled up to the split level I had over looking the river pulling up I hit my garage door opener which I had had wired to open the front door and rolled up into the entryway I had picked up the place for. Parking the bike there I turned to help Sirena off the bike one of my hand sliding along hers and down her arm my nails tracing pale red lines along her skin as my other wrapped around her waist pulling her smoothly off the bike my mouth finding hers again as I do. Breaking the kiss for a moment to say "I could kiss you all night but why stop there can I get you a drink or would you prefer the tour?".