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Thread: A Fracture in the Balance (Translucentfeathers & Beelzing)

RE A Fracture in the Balance translucentfeathers x beelzing Claire shifted a bit in her seat, ignoring the blush that flared over her cheeks at the idea of Leona discussing options they could look into in regards to collaring, refusing to let the woman's jesting mean anything more than it was. The next question in regards to coffins had her groaning as her hands came up to cover her face. Don't believe everything you hear, she muttered. I love retiring in a large soft bed just like everyone else. The coffin thing is a gimic, though some do implement it or something similar to it...sleeping in a tight enclosed space that keeps them safe from sunlight, she said with a shrug. She had never been tempted, prefering large thick curtains and shades over a cramped airless space. The winding roads would have left her frightfully lost, but Leona seemed to know just which turns to make on the weather worn mountain path. When they pulled to a stop in front of a little cottage, tucked away from the road in a clearing Claire eyed it quietly. After a moment she followed Leona's lead and slipped from the car, tying the sweatshirt sleeves about her waist as she followed the dark haired were into the little home. It ws cute, comforting almost. She did as instructed and removed the large white sheets from the furniture in the living room, watching as small tendrils of dust flew through the air in the moonlight that came pouring in through the open windows. The house smelled musty from its time being abandoned but the sweet evening breeze was rushing softly in, brushing away the lingering stuffiness. Leona was back then and approaching Claire, asking about blood and if she was in need. Claire was a little thrown by the...offer. She remembered the tone of their teasing earlier in the night and found herself considering the other woman. She should say no, brush it off and ignore the tiny pangs she felt brought on from the sight of all of that blood earlier in the evening, the small twinges of thirst and hunger rushing through her from the offer. Claire eyed the other woman's throat, gazing a little too long at the smooth warm skin revealed from Leona tugging on her shirt collar. I thought the throat had some sort of symbolism with wolves, wouldn't letting a vampire gnaw on it be a little taboo for your kind? She asked, eyes slipping up to lock onto Leona's. Claire raised an eyebrow though she took a step forward, nodding at the were. Would hate to cause an uproar on the first night... But oh how she wanted a taste and Claire felt her mouth watering at the prospect of a live feed.
Thread: A Fracture in the Balance (Translucentfeathers & Beelzing)

RE A Fracture in the Balance translucentfeathers x beelzing Leona made a tempting sight, sitting on the couch with her neck arched beautifully dark room. Claire felt her thirst seep into her very soul as she was overcome with a sheer sense of primal hunger. She heard the play Leona made in regards to the factor of submission not being a problem between them and struggled to tamp down on the heated blush that swept over her cheeks and slipped down the back of her neck. Pale hands easily slipped down to untie the sweatshirt she had draped around her slim waist, dropping it onto the couch next to Leona as instincts took over and she approached her with a slow sway of her hips and steady step. Claire's arms reached back as she stood in front of the were, knotting the thick red hair loosely at the nape of her neck, sweeping the loose strands away from her face to tuck gently behind her ears. Claire leaned in, kneeling on the couch, straddling the other woman's thighs before settling into her lap. The feeling of a warm body pressing against hers, the sound of a heart beat thudding in Leona's chest, the intoxicating smell of her blood had Claire leaning in, tucking her face into the crook of the other woman's neck as she simply took a moment to breathe in the other woman's scent. She still reminded her of wet damp earth after a storm laced with some sort of warm spice that she still couldn't name. Claire tucked her nose against the hinge of the woman's jaw before she pressed her lips against her pulse, sucking gently at the warm dark flesh to raise the blood to the skin before she sank her teeth into the skin quickly. Claire let out a soft noise of pleasure at the sharp taste of blood welling up under her lips, withdrawing her mouth for a moment to gaze over the bite and the crimson blood forming around her marks she had left. Claire leaned in and ran a tongue over the wounds, lapping at the skin gently for a moment, soothing the initial sting of the bite before she closed her mouth back over it. With a long drawn out hum seeping into the warm skin beneath her lips she suckled and drew the precious crimson liquid into her mouth, drinking down the other woman's life essence. Pale hands smoothed up over the werewolf's waist and tangled in the front of her shirt, tugging briefly as she struggled to remain in control of herself. The warmth and heat of the live feed felt absolutely intoxicating.
Thread: A Fracture in the Balance (Translucentfeathers & Beelzing)

RE A Fracture in the Balance translucentfeathers x beelzing Claire felt herself getting pulled in closer, her chest and torso being lined up and pressing against Leona's as the other woman ran a soothing hand over her back. The fingers in her hair had her humming and the gentle words being whispered in her ear caused her comfort and confidence to grow. She began drawing more deeply on the wounds, pulling larger quantities of blood with each pass, reveling in the way the hot blood rushed through her. Claire felt warmed in a way that bagged blood always fell short of and knowing she wasn't hurting the other woman too badly, that Leona wanted this, had her crawling up further in her lap until she was pressed fkush against the warm body she was curled around. Claire's grip slipped from the other woman's shirt, a hand rising up to cup the other side of that long throat and hold her in place as she bit down harder. Her feeding began to take on a more hungry, primal edge and she felt her senses soaring, adrenaline rushing through her as pulled back to gasp, panting against that dark smooth skin before latching on again. She suckled the skin of the wound, her tongue stealing long heated swipes over the flesh of Leona's throat, remembering the werewolfs admittance to it being a sensitive area. The moan that slipped out of her own mouth around the feeding sent slight tremors through Claire, and she grew more aggressive in her feeding. After a while she had to stop, knowing if she went much further it would leave Leona weak from bloodloss and she didn't want that for her. Claire leaned back, one hand still cupping the uninjured side of the werewolfs neck, the other having smoothed down to rest at Leona's side. Claire knew she looked wild, perhaps even rabid. Blood staining her lips red as her tongue darted out to smooth over the corner of her mouth and catch the bit that had escaped. Her hair was wild from the other woman tangling her fingers in it and her chest rose and fell in heavy pants and soft gasps as she attempted to calm herself. Her dark eyes strayed over the bite mark and she licked her lips again before she returned to meet that golden gaze.
Thread: A Fracture in the Balance (Translucentfeathers & Beelzing)

RE A Fracture in the Balance translucentfeathers x beelzing Claire shifted under the werewolf's gaze, a slow smirk covering her features as she tipped her head to the side and ran her eyes over the dark haired woman. The growl that and accusation that Leona had uttered, caused by Claire's teasing tongue had her arching a playful eyebrow, the feral noise having struck a cord in her very core. Prove it, she practically purred, her hands falling away to rest back behind her on Leona's knees, propping herself up as she remained in the woman's lap. She wasn't sure exactly what had come over her, her senses having been heightened, arousal edging around the border if her consciousness. She wondered if live feedings always left a vampire feeling this debauched, if so it explained the sexual tones vampires had with their donors. Claire noticed the way Leona's eyes lingered over her lips and it had her smirk broadening as she hummed. Such a shame I don't have a reflection to see for myself, she said with a casual lifting of a shoulder, hands remaining on the werewolfs knees as she continued to lounge in her lap. Her nose wrinkled at the mention of blood bags and she grimaced. Won't be anything compared to the real thing, Claire said with absmight shake of her head. The idea of using cold stale blood with no flavor, no taste and no warmth? It had her recoiling at the very thought. It was no wonder the old ones fed exclusively on live sources.
Thread: A Fracture in the Balance (Translucentfeathers & Beelzing)

RE A Fracture in the Balance translucentfeathers x beelzing Those golden eyes seemed to glow in the darkness as they raked over her. Claire watched as the werewolf sudied her every move with those eyes and it left her feeling a little like prey. She wanted to push back a bit, to tease. The tug on her hair left a spike of heat rushing throigh her so she gave into the temptation. I wil make sure to ask, then, she hummed brightly. And might? Seemed like you enjoyed it quite a bit yourself, Claire teased, a hand coming up, finger tracing over the other woman's throat, grazing the edge of the skin where she had bitten. Unless the way you seized up and struggled to restrain yourself was fake... she tipped her head a bit more, showing off and baring her own smooth, unmarred throat now that she knew what it meant to the were. What would have happened if you gave in? The kiss had her gasping as she suddenly felt her nody getting dragged in tightly against the warm heated one in front of her. She felt a different kind of hunger run theough her, lust overtaking the level-headed side of her that normally would have had her pausing or pulling away. Claire poured herself into the kiss, the werewolf's warm body and mouth leaving her craving more. Her hands flew up when she was dragged in to tangle in the dark beautiful hair of the woman she straddled, cool pale fingers getting a little lost in the waves to tangle and tug. It was a slight play against Leona's dominance, something the other woman hopefully wouldn't let slide. Claire had seen the way Leona had pushed and edged the other alpha earlier and wamted to know if she would do the same for Claire, if Leona would push back and force her into what Leona thought was her place. The idea had tendrils of want and excitement weaving through her at the mere prospect. She leaned in, her body pressing as flush against the were's as possible, arching slightly when she felt a pair of warm hands smoothing up, touching the skin under her shirt. Claire let out a hungry gasp when she felt nails dig into the skin at the small of her back. It had her push further, hands tugging harder in that dark hair as Claire dragged Leona in and continued kissing her, tongue tracing over the other woman's bottom lip, begging for entrance.
Thread: A Fracture in the Balance (Translucentfeathers & Beelzing)

RE A Fracture in the Balance translucentfeathers x beelzing Claire let out a startled gasp when she felt herself being flipped onto the couch underneath the werewolf, eyes widening under Leona's golden stare as the dark haired woman loomed over her in a way that left Claire's fingers and toes curling. The kiss was reinitiated and she moaned softly against the other woman's lips at the pressure she felt being applied gently to the juncture between her legs. The kiss was hot and wet and left her wanting, leaning up as much as she could for a deeper taste as she explored the werewolf's mouth with her tongue. She felt it then, the woman grazing one of the sharp fangs and for a moment she worried about Leona having injured herself before she realized as the werewolf tangled their tongues again that it had been intentional. The dark heady taste of the were's blood was intoxicating and it had her eyes sliding shut as she felt her arms getting stretched out over her head, wrists pinned by firm hands. She was immobilized, held down and wanting. There was more pressure being applied by that well placed knee and she let out another gasp as she broke the kiss to pant against the other woman's mouth, hips arching and rocking slightly. With her hands caught above her she couldn't do much more than writhe until she worked her free leg up, curling it tightly around the other woman's waist as she pulled her close. She arched her back to brush her torso up against the body hovering over hers, wanting to feel the way Leona could push her deeper into the couch cushions. Remind me to tease you more often, she managed to get out on the edge of a shaky breath. She leaned up as much as her stretched and restrained body could, then, latching her lips to Leona's to suckle a bit more blood from her wounded tongue, tracing over every bit of the were's mouth she could.
Thread: A Fracture in the Balance (Translucentfeathers & Beelzing)

RE A Fracture in the Balance translucentfeathers x beelzing Claire's eyes narrowed when her leg was detached and Leona teased her about only taking whatever it was the werewolf was willing to give. Well maybe if you were able to finish what you start, she hissed out despite how the other woman was staring down at her in a way that left Claire's mouth dry and another blush racing across her cheeks. And then she was gone, the warmth and heat lifted off of her and moved away, leaving her trembling and wide eyed. For the briefest moment she worried over what she had done, if she had said something or moved in a way that the other woman hadnxt liked, offending her somehow. That is until she noticed the smirk and teasing look on Leonaxs face. She listened to what the dark haired girl said before her mouth fell open. What? Claire stared with a look of frustration and shock that quickly melted into anger when the werewolf stood and left. Sitting up she ran a hand through her hair trying to get the wild mess under some sort of control as she swallowed back the irritation and want flaring through her in a conflicting manner. She ignored Leona's winking and well wishing and waited until she heard her bedroom door shut before she let out a frustrated grown muffled against the hands she brought up to cover her face. This was exactly why she avoided dealing with people. Too many variables, and if Leona thought Claire would just lay out and take whatever the werewolf had to offer then she was more daft than Daniel. Though the idea of completely submitting and just giving herself over to be taken and claimed however Leona pleased was very appealing and left another heated spike wash through her as she tried to ignore the want she felt. The thought of being dominated had always left a bitter taste in her mouth but this was something she found herself wanting, almost craving. With a resigned, disgruntled noise Claire stood and grabbed the suitcase by the door, pausing only for a moment as she passed the room Leona disappeared into before shaking her head and ducking into her own. She made to change and her nose was affronted by that damn near intoxicating scent that was Leona that seemed to cling to the packed clothing. She wondered if it seemed so strong because of the recent feeding or if it was due to the painful arousal she had been left teetering with. Either way Leona found she didn't care and she stripped off the clothing she wore to shrug into a shirt, not bothering with shorts or pants before climbing into the bed. The events of the day had left her reeling and she burrowed into the bedding, eyes sliding shut tightly against the warring emotions on how she should feel. Her entire world had been tossed upside down, everything she ever knew lay in shambles at her feet. Claire closed her eyes tightly and tucked into herself, body curling under the heavy blankets as she focused on the calming scent the shirt had to offer of a forest after rain and warmth, finally managing to drift off.
Thread: A Fracture in the Balance (Translucentfeathers & Beelzing)

RE A Fracture in the Balance translucentfeathers x beelzing It was a slow rise to consciousness the next morning and it took her a few moments to gather herself and her surroundings. Where was she, exactly? With a slight frown she sat up, pushing a hand through her hair before the events of the previous night came flooding back. The masquerade, her father, the overthrowing of the joint treaty which all lead to her being disavowed by her own people and stuck sharing a place with a werewolf who may or may not be the eventual death of her after the events on the couch from the night before. Stretching slowly Claire climbed out of bed and her eyes studied the darkened room. It took a few moments but she made her way to the shower to wash, throwing on another simple pair of jeans of Leona's and a long sleeved dark blue shirt. The sleeves were too long, as was the torso of the garment, better to fit Leona's longer taller frame, but her curves made up for what she lacked in actual height. She smoothed her hair back into a tight braid at rhe back of her neck and leaving her pale neck bare before she slipped to the front of the house. The vampire pulled the shades and curtains in the Eastern part of the houee, blocking out the raising sun and it's early morning rays. She moved quietly around the kitchen, searching for something before settling on a small box of tea. Dusting off the packaging she went about boiling the water and preparing it so she had something to sip on until she could get more blood. The very thought of blood had her mouthwatering hungrily, despite the scorching liquid she poured down her throat in attempts to distract herself. The memory of her live feeding the night before had heat flashing through her and left her cursing softly. That had been...she couldn't do that again and keep her sanity. There was a sound of the door opening and Leona calling out to her with a mentioning of gifts and she rolled her eyes. In the kitchen, she hummed before glancing down at her tea.
Thread: A Fracture in the Balance (Translucentfeathers & Beelzing)

RE A Fracture in the Balance translucentfeathers x beelzing Claire glanced over the cooler of blood bags and nodded in thanks, ignoring the slight feeling of disappointment at the sight of the bland flavorless bags. It was nothing like a live feeding, nothing like the sharp heady taste of werewolf blood she had sampled the night before. With a quiet hum she lifted her tea back up to her lips, considering the other woman's offer of joining her for a sort of town meeting. You are certain I would be a welcome addition to this little festivity your pack is planning? She asked with a raise of an eyebrow. Claire listened for the werewolfs answer before she studied the counter top she was leaning against briefly. I will go, but if it is during daylight hours I will need to wear your sweatshirt and any other sort of coverage you could offer like sunglasses. She glanced up at the other woman's golden gaze and held it briefly. As long as you are all right with showing up with an abomination of course, she hummed, a slight tug on the side of her lips and playful flash in her eyes showing she was merely teasing.
Thread: A Fracture in the Balance (Translucentfeathers & Beelzing)

RE A Fracture in the Balance translucentfeathers x beelzing She rolled her eyes, Trust me, I've experienced enough of the 'pissing people off' first hand that I have absolutely no desire to go through it again, she muttered before finishing the last of her tea. She grabbed one of the blood bags then, throwing the rest into the fridge easily before she punctured the bag, teeth ripping into it easily before pouring it into the now empty mug. She took the gloves and slipped them over pale fingers, tucking the sunglasses onto her nose before she dragged the sweatshirt, from where she had shed it the night before, over her head. Claire ignored the memories of what had happened, or almost happened on that couch and scooped up the mug to distract her from the slight hunger she felt at those memories. The bitter bland and flavorless blood almost made her recoil but she drank it, before nodding for Leona to lead on. She knew she looked a sight, her braird hair swinging loosely over her shoulder, a large sweatshirt covering her form, the hood protecting her face as she hid her eyes behind the dark shaded sunglasses.
Thread: When the Prey of Men find the Predator Within (translucentfeathers &  xanaphia)

As she rounded a corner Blair froze, the sound of someone else approaching, coming towards, her had her swearing internally. It would have been too much to hope the place was truly abandoned and could have afforded her a place of rest. Tensing, her hands stayed at her sides, the fingertips of her right brushing over the small assortment of blades straped to her thigh. Perhaps she would be given the opportunity of a meal tonight, though the stale bitter blood of the men who scouted the land tended to turn her stomach and leave her unsatisfied. But it wasn't a man who rounded the corner, no. It was a woman, and Blair felt hersef falter for a moment, breath catching in her throat. Blair's eyes remained trained on the human in front of her, the warm flush of her skin and the soft steady sound of her heart hammering and pumping living blood through veins was all the confirmation Blair needed to determine the other woman's race. The eyes gave her reason to pause, the other woman had a determined expression, one that said she wouldn't be easily taken or brought down. She could admire the fierceness in the other woman's eyes, the strength behind her stance. Blair began weighing her options when suddenly the shot gun was raised and two sharp rounds were fired off, throwing her back and forcing her to gasp in pain. Blair fell into the momentum of the shots and when her body hit the rough floor she rolled into a crouch, eyes darkening when they found where her assailant stood. The wonderful thing about firearms was they ran out of ammunition eventually, where as her knives did not lose their sharp edge nearly as quick. There was a chance she had more rounds, but Blair would not be cowed into fleeing so quickly. With a sharp flick of her wrist a blade went flying through the air, the sharp silver catching the glow of the moonlight. She waited until the knife caused the woman to become distracted and attempt to dodge the weapon before she followed it, rushing her and catching her off guard. There was a flurry of copper hair and limbs flailing when her body collided with the other woman and she pushed what was left of her strength into the blow, shoving her hard, a foot lashing out to curl around one of hers so she might lose her balance and fall. The lack of a proper meal left her weaker than usual, and her gloved hands reached, fighting to wrestle away the gun from the woman. Blair knew if she failed to do so, if this human had more ammunition than her body could attempt to heal from due to the hunger, she wouldn't survive. It kicked up a fear in her, causing her to fight for control over the weapon, the situation. Blair would not submit or fall without putting forth every ounce of effort she had left in her.