Thread: The Reaping {Victor Kane & Enigma_x}

The tone of his voice was alluring enough for her to be drawn, her gaze lingering on that mask that concealed the other half of a no doubt handsome face. So he picked this place for her? She wondered what exactly he knew, maybe it was just the event. After all, it was a tradition related to Witches, the bar clearly fit in to that theme. As he soon explained his choice, Eva couldnt help but allow a slow, lustful smirk to cross her lips. He was smooth, shed give him that. However, she was all too interested in what he had planned for them. The witch had been far too distracted to even notice the slip of his hand toward her ear. It was only when he brought her attention to the earring that a light blush covered her cheeks. It wasnt often anyone managed to distract her from what was going on around her. Eva wasnt about to allow him to keep the earring hed slipped from her, so she made sure to note exactly where it was before her attention returned to her companion. His joke only caused a further blush as her lips curved into a devious smile. His proposal of this game was rather intriguing, and not a game shed assume to play in public. Thankfully, she had several things he could remove before clothing, including her garter that was concealing her bandage. The set came from my mother. They were in her family for centuries. Our history goes back to the witch trials. In fact, the woman who owned these was said to be the very first discovered witch in this town. Evas emerald hues glistened with amusement as she spoke, her gaze never leaving his. It wasnt normal for her to neglect her surroundings or be completely absorbed in a conversation. Something about this man was just Alluring. More so than that, it was almost like a blood hound sniffing something out, the innate need to discover and hunt down what they had been searching for. The real question was why did she have her sights on him? What exactly was it that she was hunting? My turn, The blonde drawled warmly as she glanced toward the mask hiding his full features. You said you werent from around here. Ive never seen you at the Ball. So why is it youre here currently? The blonde leaned up on her toes, her body bending over the table, displaying a flexible, curved figure as her fingers reached out and brushed against the material of the hat. With a swift motion she swooped it up, placing it on his head for a moment, a slight smirk curving up along her supple crimson tinted lips as she took in the sight. It was a strange addition. Before the female could reach back and retrieve the item she desired a strange vibration of power began to fill the room. She knew that feeling, all too well. An ex of hers, a warlock, was there. Her gaze swiftly panned over the room until she found that familiar, icy glare focusing on her own. Perfect. That was one thing she didnt prepare for. As he began to walk toward her the female immediately sat back in her seat, giving the impression that she wasnt moving. Eva. Even the way he spoke was cold and disconnected there was no real hint of life behind his words. I need to speak with you, alone. The female visibly tensed. Im busy, as you can see. I have nothing to say to you. So if you dont mind, please leave. Her tone wasnt as soft and alluring as it had been toward her companion. This time it was cold and rather brash. Eva. Now. The female was radiating power, and rage. That was clear enough for humans to see, the way her brow curved with disdain. Michael, I said no. The familiar traces of heat began to ebb from her finger tips, threatening to almost glow with need to unleash the flame that burned within her. Michael hadnt been a trustworthy person to begin with, after their relationship ended it was clear he was only using what he could to get what he wanted Eva had been one of the things he was using to gain power. Hed once tried to siphon hers. Michael glanced toward the man sat opposite his ex, a slow smirk crossing his lips. So whore you then buddy? Another one-night stand? You see, this one has problems keeping a man longer than that. Eva simply rolled her eyes before reaching out to grasp her glass, taking a long sip of the wine before gently placing it back on the table. If you get to fuck her, make sure you shove her down. Shes a kinky bitch. He muttered before taking his leave. Eva simply sat, muttering a soft oath. So, your turn. She breathed, almost in shock.