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Post by Jutendouji on Jun 18, 2008 14:17:13 GMT -5
“If you like the way it sounded that much then maybe I should howl your name, all I can promise is that it’ll give you shivers…” she let loose a slight chuckle, which came across more like a tuneful murr, lifting the back of her hand near her lips once again to silence it. Byakko tilted her head to the side, letting her hand linger, to better survey the expression on his face after he’d said such a thing. Why would he do that? She didn’t want him over exerting himself before the game had even started. That would be no fun and he was doing so well already!
”Control? Ahaha! I hope you don’t flatter all your customers with such delicious words; I might just get jealous” She’d practically growled it at him, a silky thick sound, dark and foreboding but numbingly effective all the same, especially when you added in the tone of her voice normally and that dark forbidden sweet substance it was dipped in, like sugar coated tar, sweet to the first taste…but by the time you’ve gotten to the paralysingly bitter taste…you’re already to far stuck to get away. Control, domination… power; nowadays it only existed in the places where the humans hadn’t spilled the overflow their emotions over it. They were fantastic… everything depended on their existence, they were the kind of things that heated dreams were made of; They were the things that built everything else…they were the things that tore them all back down too, meticulously crafted back together in a new more dominating, more controlling way. Byakko suppressed a shiver at the very sound of the world…and none to well either, but she looked more pleased then awed by its use.
“A hopeless romantic? Really? Well… I didn’t see that coming” She mused, putting a small hand to her chin in thought, propping two slender fingers under it, she paused, eyeing him over again. ”Romantic…” She let the word play from her lips a couple more times, as if trying to decipher it through the syllables. “Eh, I’ve never really thought about it. What it involves or how to do it. But I don’t think anyone can be hopeless as it. You just have to find someone who has the same sort of ideas as you, right?” She shrugged, half scowling with an innocent childish looking confusion. She lifted a hand to her head, letting her fingers filter through the long black tresses, before she finally removed the exploitable scowl. She cast her umber and azure hues down to her dress, fiddling with the lace a little, before smirking at him comment, then looking at his clothes, which he playfully displayed. “ No, this dress was never pretty. But It’d only make you jealous if I walked around without it on, ne?” She struck a pose, displaying herself quite well, encouraging him to imagine the lack of silken black and thick lace.
Byakko observed, curious as to what he was doing when he lent forward, she could feel his arm…curled securely round her waist, then suddenly, feeling of his lips on her cheek, her face remained sweetly passive, observant as he pulled back. She smiled despite herself, stupid man. Made her smile… she hadn’t had time enough to play some ill intent into it. Damn. ”If I’m eager, what does that make you?” She asked, tilting her head, still feeling him lips on her cheek, even when she passed him a smirk, to replace that smile. Well…I suppose now it meant they were even…they’d both smiled with a strange genuine feeling plaguing it. Even if Byakko would fight the notion of ‘feeling’ until the day he claws were taken from her.
”Hnnnn… I don’t know. You have me stumped…I’m sure something’ll come up though.”
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Post by cherry on Jun 18, 2008 16:12:12 GMT -5
Adair giggled, lifting a hand to delicately finger the long black locks that fell around Byakko's tanned face. "You've nothing to get jealous of. I don't care much for the people I end up waking up beside in the mornings." He said with a small shrug, as if his line of business was completely normal. "In fact, I don't care much for humans in general. They're fun to play with, but otherwise, they're not anything special." He had no regard for the fact that he and Byakko had both been humans before. As a human, he had been weak, both physically and mentally; since he was turned, he had grown stronger.
Strong enough to kill, at least. That was the greatest adrenaline rush that Adair had ever known; he didn't suspect for a moment that there was a feeling better than that of a human's slowing heartbeat.
"My dear, I am indeed a hopeless romantic. I can be wooed far too easily by kisses." Adair said, placing the knuckle of a curved index finger against his mouth delicately to stifle a small giggle. "And there aren't very many who share my ideas. Or at least, not many who would admit it." And his ideas were often considered strange by those that he courted-- his ideas that blood, that pain, and that tears should all actively combine with romantic kisses and touches to create the kind of ecstacy that he craved. He seemed to be bored easily with the same, normal things; his ideal romance was a brutal thing, indeed.
This time, Adair did nothing to attempt to stifle the laugh that rang out over the cemetary. "I've no reason to be jealous of you, my sweet. I do agree that you'd be lovelier without that old, ugly thing."
As Adair pulled back from the quick kiss, he had to admit, he was quite surprised by the seemingly genuine smile that graced Byakko's pretty face, making her look even more human than he could have imagined. "I suppose I am rather eager," Adair answered passively. "Then again, it's not every night that I meet someone as pretty as you. I plan to take full advantage of my good fortune, little miss." And with this, the vampire pulled Byakko closer, his head resting delicately on her shoulder, as if they really were young lovers, standing together under the moon's eerie light. There was a smirk playing on his lips, however; he wondered how long she'd put up with his empty words?
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Jutendouji
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Post by Jutendouji on Jun 18, 2008 17:53:34 GMT -5
Byakko observed him while he spoke, watching his face, the silenced laugh, when he spoke over and over again. Remaining quite silent, predatory eyes lapping up every detail with sharp unyielding bi-coloured eyes. The next thing she knew he’d pulled her closer to him, she was thrown into the barrage of scents, still remaining quite silent, before she smirked, feeling the slight weight of his head on her small shoulder. She lifted the arm on the same side, fingers scraping across his cheek in a dangerous, manner. A smirk carried across her lips as she slightly turned her head to view him. ”Full of compliments, aren’t you?” She laughed slightly, letting her fingers play on the exposed skin on his neck, drawing a claw over the pronounced contours of his neck. ”But I should be insulted…that you think they’d work…or should be used on me.”
Byakko couldn’t help it… she drew her tongue across the soft skin on his neck, letting her fangs scrape across it dangerously. Oh…he shouldn’t be so careless, especially not wearing so many delectable scents. She whispered, purred, drawled in his ear, voice littler louder then the whispers of air that carried through the night. “You should use your real voice…” She pulled back a little, almost grudgingly, pouting slightly, umber hue turning to watch him from the corner of an elegantly slanted eye. ”Real words too; If you don’t I’m gonna have to eat you up”
He was an intriguing creature, to be sure. Byakko had forgotten such company could exist; she pondered what he said and was intrigued by his movements...captivated every now and then when he did something new. The Vampiress absently wondered what his romantic ideas were; she doubted they were sunset walks on the beach and bright coloured flowers with whine and expensive pointless food. She didn’t know romantic… She didn’t especially want to.
”And what do you mean by taking advantage of your good fortune? Think you can ‘control’ me, M’love?” She quirked a brow with a smirk, suddenly recalling that sentence from before, eyes glittering at him with suggestive challenge, small pupils locked on him, hungry, wild and definitely immoral. ”and You’re not just here because I’m pretty” She said, looking amused despite herself, eyes locking onto his own blue ones. “I think I deserve more then lines you picked up from silly mortals…”
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Post by cherry on Jun 19, 2008 18:25:55 GMT -5
"My real voice?" Adair repeated thoughtfully, a soft purr rising in his throat at the admittedly pleasant feeling of Byakko's mouth against his neck. He pulled away from this touch almost reluctantly after a few moments, gazing into the vampiress' face with a bestial, unrestrained gaze. His pretty, almost effeminate face held a deranged expression of excitement; a wolfish grin displayed his sharp fangs quite well for Byakko to see.
"If that is what you wish, Miss Byakko." He responded after a long, silent moment. As quickly as the strange smile had appeared, it vanished, pale pink lips falling back over his curved fangs, toning down the look from one that was unmistakably insane to a simple smirk of amusement. The sweetness, too, had evaporated from his deep voice, leaving something that was still smooth and pleasant, but eerily foreboding.
"And if you don't like my compliments... then I will find a better way to woo you," He continued softly, his lips hovering dangerously close to those of the woman, parted just slightly as he breathed. His eyes didn't leave Byakko's, didn't blink at all, as his hand came to rest on her neck, claws scraping gently over the tanned skin. Slowly, his hand moved lower, briefly caressing a single shoulder, the valley between her two breasts, and her stomach, before settling at last on the curve of her hip. "Do you prefer touches to compliments, honey?"
ooc;; Ahh, this is terrible. I feel sick. I want to crawl into a hole and die -.-
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Post by Jutendouji on Jun 20, 2008 6:20:39 GMT -5
OoC: *Leads you into the hole and curls up with you* I won’t let you die. But I’ll smother you with a pillow if you don’t stay in bed till you’re better! X3 *Pets* ------ ------
“Persistent…aren’t you?” She said quietly, a small smirk fluttering across her lips, which were parted teasingly, half shadowed optics were on his face. Keeping his glare. Matching it, flickering with the same bestial light from before as the moonlight caught onto the two warring hues. That was better, sickly sweetness vanished obediently, replaced with something much better. It gave her pretty human wrapping chills despite itself, on the inside she wanted to laugh. Her lithe body tensed slightly at the touch, still keeping gazes with him…even if she wanted to give in a close her eyes.
She automatically moved her body into the touches, in an irritatingly obediently feline manner, as the claws scraped across the flesh on her neck, sending a thick dark purr cascading up her throat. Words were useless; this was certainly the best way to feel. Across her shoulder, she felt the tingle of his glassy fingers, the feeling gallingly withdrew slightly when the fingers reached the fabric of her clothes… but she could still feel them, scraping down her chest and stomach… Her body still was having shivers, even after that hand had settled on her hip; her body was too sensitive for its own good. Byakko let loose a laugh, sounding more like an airy exhale, biting at her lips with a fang as if to restrain herself. Her thick purr was still being sounded, making the air around them vibrate and hum in unison. She lifted an arm, resting her wrist on his shoulder, slender an weightless, sharp claws gliding with ill-intent across the side of his neck.
"Do you prefer touches to compliments, honey?"
She half wanted to retort with something childish, but she doubted it would come out as anything other then a feral growl anyway. Stupid man…what had he done to her? Byakko wasn’t about to melt in his arms like some human… but that wasn’t what she was doing anyway. Wild eyes narrowed, a feline like indifference well cast on her face; Even if it was a useless façade at this point. She tipped her slender head back, letting the tresses flickered back too, a quiver of light flicking through the waterfall of Indian ink hue. She nipped his jaw line sharply, nuzzling under his neck, so that he’d tip it back a little. She drew dangerous claws over his throat as let loose a thunderous purr, sliding her tongue up it in an unrestrained feral manner.
Byakko pulled back a little to look at his face, flashing her devilish fangs at him. ”Oh compliments definitely” She scoffed, obviously kidding. “What about you? Play, or say?”
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Post by cherry on Jun 20, 2008 6:48:42 GMT -5
ooc;; I'm better now. I think I just needed a good night's sleep xP
bic;; Adair exhaled a light chuckle at Byakko's seemingly reluctant reaction to his gentle touch. As much as she wanted to deny his effect on her, he could tell that the immortal was beginning to give way, and the unnerving grin flickered quickly across his face once again. Control. Once again, he felt that he had some sort of control over the vampiress, and it satisfied him more than any kiss or touch ever could. Still he kept up the illusion of sweetness and gentleness, his hand sliding innocently over the curve of Byakko's lower back.
The sudden attention to his throat surprised him slightly; it was quite rare that a woman would act so daring with him. Usually, it was him doling out the kisses and touches to a human who was melting under his experienced hands; now, it was almost the other way around. Adair could feel some of the control slipping away, but he tried not to care-- he could let Byakko control him, just this once.
"I wouldn't have thought that you were the type who could be swayed by silly, meaningless words." Adair whispered. "You're a pretty girl, but you seem far too smart for my usual lines. Which doesn't take much." He breathed out a light, airy purr. "Myself? Oh, I'd much rather have no compliments at all. Empty words don't have any effect on me, and so far, I've yet to have anyone give me a compliment and actually mean it."
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Post by Jutendouji on Jun 20, 2008 7:49:03 GMT -5
OoC: Ah, good. ^__^
”Well, I’ve got a good few years on anything else you’ve hunted down with those words…” She mused, absently letting a claw pressure his jaw line, the sharp touch flowing down his throat. Byakko smirked slightly at it, exposing ones throat was a sign of submission in the worlds wilds…She let her fingers dance across his skin in a dazed manner, though they still managed to retain their unstable foreboding danger. It was a gift from all the lives they’d taken. Here was another one…a simple scratch away from becoming another victim. He’d have to eliminate this kind of careless-ness if he wanted to control her… he’d also have to be much rougher, his sweet, gentle, flowing touches would give her momentary lapses of control…but they wouldn’t last long… and he was very mistaken if he thought she wouldn’t retort to being subdued if given the chance.
Think of it like suppressing an animal. You could cage it, chain it up and but it could still bite you… it would still go wild and become relentlessly cruel were you ever to hesitate. Even for a moment. You have to back it up into a corner, punish it when it strikes, reward it when it doesn’t, prove that you can overpower it… prove that you’re worthy of dominating it, get it to expose its neck or lower itself in submission. There you have it…. Its yours, to do whatever you want with until the wildness comes rushing back at your command.
Byakko parted her lips, the tips of her fangs flashing hungrily; she blew a chilling breath across the skin, experimentally, and let her lips slip comfortably into a smirk. She cast her eyes back toward him when he started speaking again, whispering, and purring whatever pretty words there were to describe it. They meant nothing if you couldn’t feel it for yourself; simple and yet effective logic. Cold claws curled round his chin, pulling him down to her face, inches from her lips. ”Well, I think you’re delicious…” She mused lowly, a thick dark purr cascading through the words. She let her tongue slide up his cheek and grinned letting loose a ferine chuckle. There; his first honest-to-god compliment. “Was that compliment enough for you, sweetheart?”
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Post by cherry on Jun 20, 2008 9:16:35 GMT -5
"I imagine that you do..." Adair whispered in agreement, tilting his head back slightly to expose his pale throat as her sharp nail scratched its way down his cold skin. "You have more wits than a rebellious teenage girl or a lusty married man, in any case. It's the first time in quite awhile that anyone's seen through me. I'll admit, it's almost refreshing." Silver eyes closed momentarily, analyzing the way that the vampiress spoke, the way she touched. She wasn't like the other women that he often conversed with; she wasn't overcome by wild lust at his touch, nor was she won over by sappy, empty compliments in his false, artificially sweetened voice. She was savage, beautiful in an animalistic way. The mixture of pleasure and pain that resided in her touch gave him goosebumps, left him stunned, breathless, completely at her mercy. He had the idea that she could probably pick up his line of work quite easily-- and be successful, too.
His eyes opened just as suddenly as they had closed, and his breath hitched as he felt her breath travel across his cold skin. Her claws clutched his chin almost painfully as she pulled him down to her eye level, but it was a pain that he was more than happy to receive.
"Well, I think you're delicious..."
Adair purred in delight at this compliment, giving another genuine smile that seemed so rare on his pale lips. "Thank you, my dear." He hissed, his husky voice inhumanly savage as he lifted a pale hand, entwining it into his companion's ebony locks to restrain her before leaning forward, daringly, and kissing the woman's lips cruelly. The kiss was quick, just long enough for his fangs to scrape against the woman's lip, creating a scratch that bled lightly, leaving him with a hint of the metallic taste as he pulled away. "I think it's fair to say that you're delicious as well, fair maiden."
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Post by Jutendouji on Jun 20, 2008 11:25:49 GMT -5
“Thank you my dear”
The voice he used then made her shiver, her optics glittered wildly in response, absently wondering what he was doing, feeling his hand probe into the silken waterfall of tresses, her head was tipped back sharply, she attempted movement, just because she was restrained. Byakko let loose a low animalistic growl; suddenly feeling his lips on hers, a harsh and wild kiss, which made her lips burn, both in slight pain and a lustful want for more. For the short moment it went on she, literally purred into his mouth, the growl having dissipated all too quickly.
The taste of her own blood entered her mouth, she lifted a claw to her now sore sensitive jaws, a slow smirk spreading across her face as she swept a delicate thumb across the wound, sweeping up the thick dark crimson. She reached out and smeared it on his lips, letting the claw part them slightly, flashing him a wild grin. “Bad boy…” Byakko purred, her other hands fingers dancing near her own lips, she hadn’t expected that… How fun. She certainly liked this man, vampire… creature somewhat like herself…perhaps a little more refined then she was.
A pleasurable shiver cascaded through her body; she didn’t think she’d ever not been bored for this long before. Such company… The scent of her blood slightly tainted the scents he carried with him, making her smirk behind a hand as she drew the hand lingering near his lips down his chin to his chest. Byakko doubted she could stop touching him, even if she did want to… he seemed to be enjoying himself though… She let her lips brush his collar bone, then as far down as his clothes allowed her, nipping his flesh sharply, a retort to his daring behaviour moments before. Though…it was hard to say if she was or wasn’t encouraging it… (Lie; its not hard to say; she’s definitely encouraging x3) Her lips left little crimson marks on his skin, the slight, yet stubborn bleeding from her cut. She grinned at them ferally. ”Mmmm… Glad you think so”
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Post by cherry on Jun 20, 2008 13:23:16 GMT -5
Adair wasn't sure what to expect as he broke the kiss. If Byakko was angry with him, then he felt that she would have every right to be; however, her smirk afterwards told him immediately that she wasn't angry at all. He watched with piqued interest as she raised a thumb to her mouth, using it to wipe at the blood from her lip before pressing it against his own lips. He grinned wildly against the digit, lips parting to lap up the crimson liquid from her tongue before she removed the hand. He was about to speak, but he completely forgot the words that he was about to utter as he felt a pair of lips against his exposed collarbone. He felt her teeth on his unmarred flesh, leaving a pleasurable burning sensation in their wake that drew an uncharacteristically soft, breathy moan from his parted lips.
"I must applaud you, Miss Byakko. You've managed to keep me entertained for much longer than the women who normally seek me out."
Adair turned his head to bury his face briefly in the woman's black hair, before brushing the strands away from her face and placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. His eyes closed briefly, lips moving to Byakko's neck just briefly, kisses remaining short and soft. Then, he pulled back to look her in the eyes, his own silvery orbs narrowed animalistically. "And I take it that you're entertained, as well? After all, you seem to enjoy my kisses." With a tiny grin, he kissed her again, even more briefly, just long enough to taste her blood once more, before he pulled back and studied her face for a reaction. For reasons that he couldn't put his finger on, the woman excited him. Perhaps it was her cocky attitude, or the way that she refused to be won over by his sappy compliments, or her rough, painful touches. Whatever it was, he couldn't help but compare it to something like alcohol-- like a burning sensation traveling down his throat, followed by a mind-numbing pleasure.
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Post by Jutendouji on Jun 20, 2008 14:20:54 GMT -5
Byakko turned eyes toward the noise he made, looking amused despite herself, he shouldn’t emit a noise like that. It was just asking for her to entice out a louder one, or better yet, take advantage of the fact he made sounds like that at all. “ What do I get, then? For keeping you so entertained?” She tilted her head to the side, an lively umber-crimson hue gazing at the air where’d he’d been a moment ago, before he’d lent forward to bury his head in her hair. His fingers obscured her vision as they tickled the skin on her face, shifting her light long straight tresses. He kissed her cheek; she sent a couple of moments simply blinking, azure and umber hues still staring at the scene behind him. She’d forgotten it had existed truth be told…the dark moonlit scene of the cemetery. Her pupils flickered to him soon enough though.
Damn. Damnit… Her eyes fluttered shut; her stupid body reacting on its own to the sparks that shot across her skin at the feeling of his lips on her neck. She rested a hand on his chest, fisting it in his shirt with a thick purr… trying to force herself not to expose her neck to him, the kisses were short, each one sending a burning shiver across her skin. Byakko was half glad they were soft and brief kisses…anything more and she half suspected her legs would give way. Stupid neck. ”Nnn…” She purred, an attempted reply. She meshed her fangs together, growling defiantly at what she was giving in to…no, it was how easily and quickly she was giving into it that was the problem… Well…was it a problem? ”Only as much as you enjoy mine…” She managed to murr, defiantly, opening a single eye to watch him.
She might have been able to get away with that if he hadn’t been watching for a reaction.
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Post by cherry on Jun 20, 2008 15:06:20 GMT -5
Adair pulled back slightly to look into her face properly, two orbs of pure, pale blue meeting mismatched ones of chestnut and azure. "You expect some kind of reward?" He asked mildly. "What is it you'd like, then, my dear?" One finger, ending in a long claw, placed itself under her chin, tilting her head up slightly to meet his gaze. "Blood is easy to give away. Money or kisses are even easier. So tell me, then, what do you require?"
The man's eyes were quite amused as he noticed some of the reactions that the woman was showing. It didn't matter that she was no longer human... she had been a human, even if it was a long time ago, and she was still reacting as a human female would react to the gentle lips ravishing her skin. He could sense that she was trying to stay on her guard, to keep from feeling the sensation of his mouth, and this only made him smile. Once again, he had regained control of the situation, at least for the time being.
But he would be more than happy to let Byakko have it back-- the vampiress was one woman that he wouldn't mind allowing to dominate him.
"Splendid. Because I'm enjoying yours quite a bit." Adair whispered, a hand lifting to the woman's face again, his thumb running delicately over Byakko's bottom lip. "I know how you feel about empty compliments, so I won't give you anymore. Instead, I'll give you a true compliment." Displaying his fangs in a wolfish grin, he admitted, "I imagine that people have called you a monster before. Maybe you even think yourself to be a monster. Even so, you're a monster in an absolutely breathtaking wrapping."
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Post by Jutendouji on Jun 20, 2008 16:19:15 GMT -5
“Hnnn…” She let the noise ring out as a tuneful purr, letting her head be tipped back obediently…for the moment. He’d deserved it after all, seeing as Byakko felt herself still reeling from the attention to her sensitive neck. She didn’t /need/ anything… she didn’t require anything either. The Vampiress’ eyes locked onto the Adair’s, bi coloured hues warring with the pale icy coloured pools she was presented with. “Surprise me.” She said after a short seemingly thoughtful pause.
She growled slightly in response to his next words, eyes narrowing childishly until she felt his hands on her skin again, a glassy thumb playing across her bottom lip. She half lidded her optics instead of keeping them futilely angry, parting her lips, nipping the end of his finger, before sending a tongue across as if to sooth the wound. She scraped her claws up his chest and let loose another growl attempting to resist a more reactions… looking down as she bit back a purr, lips tingling, this had never happened before; Byakko had never reacted this way to such ministrations… she half wondered if it was because he was that good at his job… but it was only after he’d stopped acting that she’d really been thrown under.
His whispers made her shiver again. Eyes fixing on him with a taken back flicker at the compliment she’d received. Byakko looked quite surprised, a blank look on her face, elegant eyes scanning his face to detect some sort of fault or catch with what he’d just said. Had she been anyone else she might of blushed… but Byakko suspected she’d never been capable of such a thing… She didn’t know what to say… at a loss for some clever remark…
"I imagine that people have called you a monster before. Maybe you even think yourself to be a monster. Even so, you're a monster in an absolutely breathtaking wrapping."
A wild grin suddenly sketched itself across her face, she lifted a hand to his lips to silence her sweet laughter, but it didn’t work, she kept laughing anyway, outstretching a hand after she’d sobered some, claws hooking round his jaw, bringing him straight to her lips in a lusty kiss, daringly inserting her tongue into his mouth, with a growl like purr; tasting him…
”Stupid man…” She muttered after breaking the kiss, leaning her forehead on his chest, looking down at the ground, looking animalistically pleased as well as amused.
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Post by cherry on Jun 20, 2008 16:48:04 GMT -5
Adair smiled at Byakko's response, eyes narrowing with a feline expression of pleasure. "Fine. I'll surprise you. Though I can't guarantee that your wants necessarily match up with mine." He warned, a dangerous smirk playing on his ample lips. It didn't really matter, one way or another-- if he wanted something, he'd find a way to get it, regardless of what Byakko or anyone else thought about it. Her next actions surprised him, and he emitted a small squeal of pain in spite of himself as the vampiress' fangs wounded his thumb.
"Don't resist." Adair whispered, regaining his smile. "What is it, my sweet? Are you nervous?" He giggled lightly at the thought. "You've no reason to be. I won't hurt you." Then, after what seemed to be a moment's consideration, he added, "Unless you want me to, that is."
The kiss, too, surprised him. He hadn't anticipated for Byakko to return his affection, and yet the kiss pressed to his lips was unignorable and very real. He didn't close his eyes; he peered at the woman warily from beneath half-lowered eyelids. After all, she was much the same as him, crafty and cruel and very, very dangerous. The feeling of Byakko's tongue was more surprising yet, and he let his own brush against it before she pulled away, breaking the kiss.
"Stupid? I hardly think so."
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Post by Jutendouji on Jun 20, 2008 17:25:02 GMT -5
“Good, it’ll be more interesting that way” Byakko smirked, watching the one he wore on his own lips, her lips parted in a fanged grin, excitement rushing through her for a moment or two. She half wanted to laugh at the noise he had made, his insides had almost done a flip, her whole body urging her to throw herself into him…to take him down like prey… especially if he was going to make noises like that. Adair was such a tease…whether he meant to be or not.
”Mmm…course I want you too” She mused, fingers cascaded down the side of his face, eyes watching him with a predatory glare, the light from the moon making them catch like little lights. Her fingers trailed along his jaw, under his chin, down his throat again. Byakko bit down on her tongue, resisting the urge to drown it in attention. “And I’m not nevous …”
“I don’t think so either… I just couldn’t think of anything else to say.” The vampiress’ admitted, lifting her head from his chest, but not before sweeping her hot tongue across his skin, fangs grazing it too. She lifted a hand in front of her lips as she looked at him, smiling manically behind three unevenly placed claws. She curled the nails round in her mouth, ‘don’t resist’ he’d said, ‘What is it my sweet, are you nervous?’ She heard him laugh and smirked in response, nervous? Her? Nervous? She trickled her claws down his face again, with an eerie gentleness, fangs producing from her top lip, her mouth parted a little along with her feline smile.
”Did you like your reward? I’ve never been complimented either.”
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