Vampires Embrace

[Anher]

Setting the coat down against the door Janus made his way up behind Mina. Taking hold of the brush firmly but gently he pulled it free of her hand. "You'll hurt yourself if you keep that up."

Laying a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "They still bleed like humans. Not that it will make you feel any better right now."

 

[AngelofDeath]

"i trusted him. I believed everything he told me and i cost me all three of them. "

Looking at Janus in her mirror she asked, "Stay with me tonight at least."

 

[Anher]

He nods, "I'll stay at least for tonight, Mina."

Lifting the brush he runs it lightly through her hair. "You've made a mess of this..." He admonishes in a teasing tone.

 

[AngelofDeath]

mina managed a small smile, "My father used to yell at me like that. Told me with hair such as mine, brushing couldn't be rushed."

She moaned softly as he hit a snag. "Thank -you janus."

 

[AngelOfDarkness]

Jayven

** Sorry to everyone that I haven't been around for a little while, it's been an extremely trying day**

Jayven smiled happily to himself as he watched the Slayer taunt the beautiful half vampire Mina. Under normal circumstances, a vampire of his stature would not be happy. Yet he was becuase he knew, hidden within his pocket was one of the very knives slayers used to kill vampires. After nearly losing his immortal life 100 years ago to a salyer bearing this magic silver knife, he was able to overpower the slayer for a few neccessary seconds. He snatched the knife and killed the slayer. Now, he carried it for situations like these, or for those times when he enjoyed the pain in cutting himself. Of course, he would not speak up, nor challenge the slayer, but if Mina needed the use of his stolen weapon, it was hers.

As Mina and Janus left the room again, he turned his attention back to the precious child at his side. He pressed himself closer to her til he knew, should he put it upon her, she would feel his soul. Ever so gently, he unleashed his soul into her presence, revealing the depth of his darkness to her. He found it amusing that he had not yet put the spell of desire on her and she was still wriggling and breathing heavily. Perhaps, if his intentions were still to feed off of her, he would use the spell to comfort her. Should he place it on her, she would need his touch so badly that even his lips at her throat would ignite her. But that was for a bit later.

Now he spoke aloud, letting her hear his natural voice, "Are you scared? The world is full of dark things like myself, yet we are not the most dangerous," he said, gesturing towards the slayer who lurked outside the door.

 

[English Lady]

I sit nervously and watch...waiting to be addressed....his eyes are directed elsewhere and I fear that i am boring to him.

Then i feel it, dark and heavy like treacle, I become aware of something dark and dangerous and powerful. Very powerful.

I was scared, overwhlemed and close to tears but something deep inside of me reveled at the horror of the moment and was aroused by the power that i knew this man held.

Suddenly he speaks to me

"Are you scared? The world is full of dark things like myself, yet we are not the most dangerous!"

I looked over in the direction pointed...and couldn't really see the big danger that apparently was there. I must just be a dumb kid really.


"I'm,I'm a little scared Sir" I manage to say "but only a little. I admire your power sir. Alot"

As i grow more bold, i look deep into his eyes and slip my shaking hand onto his thigh

"how can I please you?" I asked...almost pleaded. I wanted to find out so much more about this compelling dark figure and I wondered if he would be the one to grant me undying life.

 

[Anher]

Janus smiled a bit, being careful as he ran the brush through Mina's hair. "You're welcome, Mina."

Once finished he sets the brush down on the table. Again putting a hand on her shoulder. "You need to relax. It's not good for you to stay in this mind set for too long."

 

[AngelOfDarkness]

"You do not need to call me sir. Jayven is fine. My body is probably no older than yours, I died young. It's my soul that's older than you can imagine."

He shook his head quietly to himself. Of course she could not see the threat in the slayer lurking outside. Eventually, she would show him what a slayer could do to his kind.

"And you do not need to please me," he said as she regectedly slipped her hand from his thigh. "If you want to become a vampire, you must learn that you live to please yourself. You do not have the strength to care for two immortals."

He could feel the dissappointment seeping from her. "But," he said, "let me see if I can help you." He moved as close as he could to her and drew her in with his strong arms. He pressed her to him so her head rested on his shoulder and her breasts pressed against his chest. He knew that, for a while, the darkness would be unbearable. But he also knew that the soothing bit of warlock in him would help to calm her. He held her trembling body tight to his. Very soon, she would enjoy the dark pleasures he could give her.

 

[English Lady]

Jayven. What a poetically dark name.

I smile at him as he speaks, until he removes my hand from his thigh. I think he is going to tell me to go away. that I am not beautiful enough to be with him,to become one of his kind.

Then before i can protest I am wrapped in his arms, held close to his breast,my head resting on his shoulder. Its cold and dark and fear hits my heart, deepdark fear and panic well inside me as i feel the evil seeping from this man....then as soon as it hits it soothes away..I am here, in the arms of a vampire...close to experiencing the ecstasy of being a living meal for a powerful being.

I begin to shake..in excitement now and only a hint of fear still remains.

 

[AngelOfDarkness]

Jayven

As he sits with the girl in his arms, he feels something he has never felt in his life. He feels sympathy for her. He remembers his own death and how extreme it had been. He remebers how painful it ad been to leave the earth and become dark. Yet this is what she wanted. He admired anyone who could desire something so terrible and despicable as himself and what he has become. He felt that if this is what she truly wanted, he could give it to her. He had never created a vampire before.

He hadn't noticed that while he was thinking, he had been stroking the beauty's body and gently kissing her neck. She had responded by slipping her leg up over his thigh and rubbing herself against him. He closed his eyes and imagined what she would taste like as he caressed her upper leg.

Again, entering her mind he asked, "Are you sure this is what you want?"

 

[English Lady]

The feel of Jayven's fingers caressing my body combined with the cool kisses he places on my neck makes me want this all the more. my blood is hot with lust and i can feel it pumping in my veins.


I hear his voice in my mind again


"Are you sure this is what you want?"

I think YES YES YES!

but out loud I whisper "yes,yes please"

I need this so much, my body is alive in a way it has never been before, i feel so right,this is it...this is it i am going to become what i have always wanted to be...

 

[AngelofDeath]

mina stood and took Janus' hand. she pulled him towards her bed. Looking at him as she stood with her back to the bed she said, "i need you, Janus."

Despite what most people knew and thought, Vampire's loved sex. It wa smore intense that any mortal love making and was one of the few ways Vampire's dealt with their immortal lives.

 

[spiritual_love]

As she was walking away, her hand caught within Ambrose's, her curiousity washing over her about this ritual. She could attempt to pick his mind again, yet she wouldn't, at least not now. He could reveal everything to her in his own time.

As they moved through the parting crowd, admist the whispers and stares of the other dead ones, a sprinkle of living mortals littering the crowd. There were always some present where her kind convened. Those who were curious, some trusted, some seeking to give themselves over to the darkness or some like the slayer, seeking to end the lives of the kindred.

Her blue gaze settled upon the woman, obviously excited with the Man. Corinth knew what was happening, her eyes bathed them in a slow stroke. She wondered if the woman truly knew what she was doing. Corinth didn't think she had any idea. She thought the romance of a vampire's life had clouded the female's vision of what she was seeking to embark upon. The loneliness of years and years of life. The blood thirst. The blood thirst.

With that thought, she stopped thinking of anything else. Her bright blues eyes flickering darkly as she pulled her gaze away from the woman, perhaps Corinth would introduce herself later. A freshly created vampire...always a pleasure.

 

[AngelOfDarkness]

Jayven

He picked her up off the couch as if she weighed nothing more than a feather. He set her down on her feet and led her by trance to a small room off to the side. Entering the room and closing the door behind them, he set her on a table top and examined her.

 

[English Lady]

It was just exactly like I was dreaming.
Jayven picked me up and carried me to another room where he laid me down upon a table ad began to walk all around me.


It was fuzzy and mellow just like a dream and I felt calm and at peace, withjust a frission of tension running through my body.

What was he going to do next?

 

[AngelOfDarkness]

Jayven

Despite the cold viciousness of his kills, Jayven was extremely gentle with the ladies. He sat the young beauty up and crept around behind her. He pushed the shoulders of her dress down and carressed her skin, gently kissing her neck. It's true, nothing turned on a vampire more than beautiful necks and wrists. He heard her breathing deepen and he knew she could feel the darkness surrounding her.

"Soon, beauty, soon I will give you what you desire most. But first you must give me what I desire most. I believe you'll find it very pleasing."

 

[English Lady]

"Oh yes,yes what do you want Jayven?"

i was eager to please him,wanted this so much,his touch on my neck was driving me crazy,his cool lips trailing kisses dow it making me moan with eager delight.

I wanted to do whatever Jayven wanted me to do. Iam his.

Totally under his spell.

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

He could feel it, even in the ally outside, a throbbing ache that pushed through the damp concrete and rippled up through his arm. A tremor, soft but insisting, unwavering and urgent, that set his blood to broil. A velvet muscle, seemingly not his own, darted out to wet the thin lines of his lips.

The very pulse of the club and found him, awakened him. Filled him with the ravenous desire...teased and taunted him with the obvious, packed like cattle, target rich.

His eyes, cold as steel, gazed impassively through the concrete...as if they could penetrate it, wade through the various patrons. In his mind, he found himself sliding past the undulating crowd, stirred by the micro-skirts and halter tops, the females presenting a passing distraction from that driving force.

Around him, their heads swayed with the music, but he failed to even notice the throbbing rhythm. He searched for the source of a different cadence, sweet and light, driving and insisting. The one target he would claim, the one who's scent would make her worthy of what he offered.

And he offered only death.

It seemed hours before he moved, pushing towards the front with an ominous, fluid stride. Beneath the hard, rubber soles, he crushed gravel and scattered muddy puddles, quelling any unrest at his line jumping.

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He snarled upon entry, lips curling as his eyes played out the scene before him. The males, most wore their hair long, as he had done in times past...as he preferred. But this world, this world had moved on, far beyond the simple times that bore his origin.

Dark, brooding, he cursed his inability to transcend into this decade. It was entirely beyond his control, some strange inadequacy that plagued him. He had allowed some obese cow to trim away his brilliant mane, taking from his ageless appearance, and leaving her to muss his hair in some hap-hazard way that for some bizarre reason was considered fashionable.

He had broken her neck when she finished, unable to help himself, the constant snapping of her chewing gum had finally drove him beyond the point of reason.

A younger girl fell into him, and offered a crooked smile, her face lightly adorned with the shine of sweat. He could smell her exertion, and found himself watching her cartoid strain against the blood that throbbed through it.

But no, not she, there was another afoot. The game sprung, the hunt was on, and he could smell her...oh he could smell her. New, vibrant, and immortal.

The cannibal stalked, a shadow cloaked in foreboding, slowly, but steady picking up on her tracks.

 

[AngelOfDarkness]

Jayven

He pushed the dress down below her large breasts. He ran his fingers gently over them, feeling the hardness of her nipples. From behind her, he twisted them them and pinched them, listening to her groan softly. He moved around infront of her and looked up into her eyes as he pressed his lips to her nipples. He gently sucked on them, enjoying the sound of her breathing, as his hand trailed down to the inside of her thigh.

 

[English Lady]

Victoria Noir

My dress was pushed down off my body,exposing my breasts to the cool air. I can feel Jayven's fingertips stroking the flesh and tickling the nipple, I let out a sigh of pleasure and a moan of delight as he looks into my eyes and i am mesmerized for a moment by his stunning green ones.

I watch his head dip down and feel his cool lips upon my breasts,his mouth around one of my stiff hard nipples



"Yes!" I hiss and as Jayven's hand moves up onto my thigh my hands reach out and my fingers run through his riotous hair.

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

Found himself perusing the crowd, filled with the bobbing heads of his lesser kindred. Their pulses ran hot, and their undulating bodies enticed him. Scantily clad females drew his glance, though it lasted only moments. Some he would have used, others did not catch his attention, and none intrigued him. He moved, with a grace, through the crowd...seeking refuge.

A hall turned off into the bathroom, and it would have to do. A mortal brushed passed him, offering him a wink as she brushed past. Her blood was putrid, from a narcotic of some kind, he couldn't make out the distinct smell...but the rotting stench of it filled his nostrils for a moment. A younger kin stood alone at the sink now, adjusting her hair, appearing almost human in her manorisms.

She turned to him, and he caught the odd glint in her eye, it was shaped like a razor blade. She opened her mouth to speak, looking to snap some witty, arrogant remark. However, she wasn't given the chance.

"Wha?" She stammered, as his hand slammed so violently into her throat that it hefted her off her feet and drove her back into the mirror. The glass cracked in a spiderweb, several splinters falling into a nearby sink and shattering. She let out a muffled cry, before he hurled her across the room into the tile.

However, she had fight...some, and seemed to rebound from her collision with the tile swiftly. She snarled, this time baring her canines, lunging towards him with her hands balled into fists. Striking out, his arm forming a piston that took her from her feet and sent her skidding, he caught her before impact with a savage punch. She rose, hissing and realing.

The game had grown tiring, and he needed a snack...something to hold him over until better prey could be had. He snarled, letting his own ferocious fangs be bared, feeling them grow to saber proportions.

Her scream was drowned out by the steady throb of the music, even as he tore into her. A fountain of blood striking the stall door as he fed hastily. He drained her until she was hanging on the very edge of life...before leaving her there to whomever found her.

With fresh blood throbbing in his veins, youthful and vibrant, he could not help but beam. The music had grown inviting now, and he dipped and swayed lightly as he scanned the crowd. Awaiting something of interest to meander into his sights.

 

[AngelOfDarkness]

Jayven flicked his tongue over the swollen nipple. He smiled inwardly as she gasped and moaned. Wishing very badly to put his spell of desire on her, he decided not to. This one, he would handle himself. He did however, use his magic to remove his shirt, revealing a tightly muscled body he had not worked a day in his life for. His loose jeans hung low on his hips. Since he lived a very active 500 years, his chest, stomach, back, shoulders and arms were covered in scars. He could obviously make them vanish, but he preffered to keep them, almost like a memory of his battles.

As the girl gazed at him, he continued to push her dress down, his lips trailing kisses over the newly exposed skin. For a few seconds, he magically rose her up so he could slip the dress under her bottom and dispose of it on the floor. All she had left was a tiny pair of panties. His fingers slowlyinched up the inside of her thigh until he could feel the heat emating from between her legs. He brushed a finger across the sopping material and wondered how long she had been this wet for. She remained sitting up and he kneeled down on the floor infront of her.

"Please spread your legs for me beautiful"

 

[English Lady]

His body was beautiful to me, all the scars showed me so much about him, large long welts and tiny small little marks,all of them showing up on his hard and well sculptured body.

I feel honoured to see them,as i know this man is powerful enough to hide them from me,his shirt removing itself amazed me.

He continued to remove my dress and suddenly I am lifted in the air as my dress is tugged from under me. the weightless feeling is wonderful,sending a thrill right form my brain to my sopping wet pussy.

"Please spread your legs for me beautiful"

he said as he knelt between my legs. I couldn't believe this magical,pwerful being was kneeling before me, the power trip rushed straight to my head as i spread my legs wide open for him.

 

[Anher]

Allowing himself to be led towards the bed Janus smiled slightly at her comment. He couldn't deny he didn't want her as well there was just something nagging at him.

Stepping close to her and slipping his arms about her waist he looks into her eyes. "Are you sure you aren't moving a little fast, Mina? You could be playing with quite the fire at the moment."

 

[AngelOfDarkness]

The girl was all to eager to spread her legs, Jayven noticed with happiness. She needed this badly. With a tiny impulse in his mind, her panties were gone. Now, her dripping sex was revealed to him. Her juices ran like a flood from her tight pussy down her legs and he loved looking at her arousal. He moved his face until he was inches away from her soaked folds. He could feel her heat and smell the lustful scent wafting from her pussy. Using two fingers, he gently parted her swollen lips and examined her glistening clit as it uncovered itself for him. He knew she wanted to be touched, but she would need to wait while he played with her body and mind.