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Thread: Arrival of the Hunter (Sarah & ShiroNezu)

Shirley had been following this tall, gorgeous woman for some time, but not because she was interested in her. She was stunning, but Shirley was actually on a mission. No one had set her on this quest, per se, but she was intent in proving that she was right all along about the existence of monsters. Here, she thought she saw a demon of some sort, perhaps a vampire or something else sinister, that was feeding off of humans. The woman had caught her attention on the dark street, and Shirley was glad that she already was hidden in plain sight she was dressed in a short, partially sheer red dress with black boots. Her long blonde-to-pink hair was tied up in a messy bun, and she was wearing sparkling pink makeup that she had borrowed from her cousin, which looked fantastic on her dark skin. She slipped into the club quickly after the strangely dressed woman, hoping for sure to catch her in the act. Shirley watched from a distance as the woman went between a couple, casually seducing the boyfriend as the girlfriend walked away furiously. She had noticed the couple before, and seen how intimate they had been There was no way he was actually being distracted so easily. Shirley suspected magic at play, but she had yet to find proof. She watched her kiss the stranger, suddenly reminded of her own painfully single status. She decided to disguise herself a bit by dancing with a stranger herself, though disgusted that it was a man, and he was quickly trying to force his hands all over her. Then, the man her suspect was kissing fell to the floor, without Shirley being able to see what happened. The woman seemed completely unfazed and Shirley watched her approach the previously scorned woman, being ever quicker to seduce her as well. This more or less proved to the curious mortal that there was magic at play even if the girlfriend had been queer, even she knew it wasn't so easy to seduce someone after taking their partner away from them right before their eyes. She grew ever the more nervous as she watched, seeing them making out all the way to the toilets. There was when she could decide to stop following. She continued to stay within the swell of bodies, all pressed upon her without a care, and watched for one or both of the women to leave the restroom. It took just a few minutes, but sure enough, the woman was now leaving alone, looking rather satiated and smug. Shirley noticed an increase in jewelry and now wondered what happened, precisely, to the other woman. She decided the best way to find out just might be to go fully undercover. She approached the woman herself, hips swaying and red painted lips curved devilishly. She tapped the woman lightly on the shoulder. Hey there, cutie. Can I buy you a drink, or perhaps you've already had enough to accept a dance with me? she asked, grinning. She had seduced women before, though never any woman she had suspected of being evil.
Thread: Arrival of the Hunter (Sarah & ShiroNezu)

Shirley felt like power was surging through her. From the moment she took the redhead's hand, she could feel a power exchange, but from the moment she was placed between her and the blond, she felt as if something was being sucked through her, from the blond to the redhead. She was astounded, despite her suspicions. Soon, it felt like that energy was coming off of her as well, and she couldn't tell if the creature she was dancing with was taking it from her or the blonde behind her. She looked into her eyes, astounded by how undeniably gorgeous she was up close, and found herself caught breathless. This was a mission! She needed to concentrate. But it was too intense for Shirley. It was as if there was a moving current of sexual energy that was driving her, a flame burning brighter with the presence of this woman. The blonde behind her was clearly rubbing against her, which made her feel equally embarrassed for her and rather awkward, as she had stolen a dance partner. But her movements seemed weaker, as if she was growing exhausted from the dance. Shirley didn't know how to handle this, or how it might look, but she moved herself closer to her suspect, trying not to get distracted as she attempted to seduce her before she was seduced. Name? Shirley felt like being undercover meant not revealing her real identity. Beatrice. And yours? She wondered what sort of name a monster would have. She supposed that she could easily come up with any name she wanted, same as her, anyway. Still, she wondered just how monsters were named in the first place. She tried not to veer away in thought as she focused on her attempted target. She moved closer, wrapping her arms around the woman's hips, and grinned at her, thrusting their hips together. You haven't been shy with other girls, there's no need to be shy with me.
Thread: Arrival of the Hunter (Sarah & ShiroNezu)

Charity could feel the raw self confidence of the woman that introduced herself between her and the intended blonde who for reasons she didnt understand, angirly ground her crotch into Shirleys taught butt, then moaned as she felt the energy of her essence feed into the woman and didnt understand that it was mixing with that of Shirley and being drawn into the succubus. Feeling light headed, the blond backed off just a bit as she saw the woman move in closer to her...her...what?...she didnt know the word, but the only thing that could come to her head was her mistress and this one was trying to keep her from the red haired beauty. Charity closed her eyes at the contact with the human and in the essence of her sexual energy, Shirleys body was displayed in swirling currents of emotional currents and the succubus could see the flowing redness of her sexual energy mixing with the cold blue of the resistance of her will and the black areas of the womans fear, her weaknesses. Charity could see the swirling mix of these as it flowed through Shirley's essenace. Charity allowed the human to encircle her hips with her arms and pull her crotch into Charity's body and as they touched, Charity allowed part of her essence to reach out and stroke the hot, red spot of the swirling emotions that flowed around Shirleys mound. Through the strobing lights and heavy beating of the music, Charity heard Name???.... Beatrice...and yours? Raising her hand, Charity took her finger, reached out and placed it on Shirleys lips....then closed her eyes and arched her body backwards to grind her mound into Shirleys and also force the woman to grind back into her and support Charity's body with the arms around her hips or if she didnt, she would drop Charity to the floor and Charity's essence reached out to the blond behind them who stepped forward and pushed her body tightly against Shirelys back and then placed her hands on both of Shirleys hips and slowly began to slide her hands up Shirleys sides until they reached the sides of Shirleys breasts and slowly slid forward underneath both of them. Her long fingers probling upwards until the harness of the nipples could be felt and with seemingly unknown expertease, tuched and began to manipulate each nipple with movements that seemed to match exactly to the desires that flowed through Shirley. Leaning forward, the blond nuzzled her lips underneath Shirleys hair and next to ear, her lips amost touching Shbirleys ear and the blonds voice almost muscial as it whispered, ...you cannot hide the essence of your being ..who are you and ..what do you seek?
Thread: Arrival of the Hunter (Sarah & ShiroNezu)

Shirley's heart started pounding in surprise excitement as the blonde woman began to feel her up. It wasn't something she usually allowed strangers to do Shirley honestly couldn't tell if it was her desire to fit in or an acceleration in her own sexual energy that caused her to give in to her hands on her breasts. She was completely pressed up between both women and the situation was both enthralling and terrifying, as if this second woman in the way was somehow being used as a puppet to secure her in a subtle fashion. She panted and moaned softly in response to the blonde's touches, and she felt chills as she whispered into her ear. But she was caught. She realized that much now. Somehow, everything the blonde was doing was actually the work of the demon woman, whatever she was. It was strange, yet there she was, holding the redhead's hips as she tried to figure out exactly what was happening. I I just wanted to know this pleasure you're clearly giving other women, Shirley said, still looking to the redhead. I know you're more than just a woman. I wanted to know what you are, and she stopped to let out more moans of ecstasy. It wasn't normal for her to react from mere hands on her supple breasts, but the blonde was showing incredible skill. But it wasn't her skill, she knew this Please, give me the chance to see your true skill. I know this is just a teaser. Wouldn't it be nice if you have a little bit more intimacy? Shirley held the woman fast, gripping her hips and grinding into them excitedly. If her essence was visible to the woman, she wasn't sure how it would look any more. Her influence was definitely on her, making her want her more and more. She was definitely a beautiful woman, one she wouldn't mind bedding if it meant learning about the supernatural. She couldn't tell anymore what in what she said was truth and what was a falsehood anymore.
Thread: Arrival of the Hunter (Sarah & ShiroNezu)

Her fingers working skillfully on Shirleys breasts and nipples under her blouse while her teeth nibbled on her ear, the blond seemed to know exactly what move and what touch caused more of her desire to continue to mount. Her voice whispering in Shirleys ear, not of her own words, but that of Charity. Slwoly raising her arms upwards, the blond slid Shirleys blouse upwards until it rode up, over and to the top of Shirley's full mounds to expose her breasts, which were highlighted in the strobing colored lights and then, moving her hands upwwards, the blond slid her hands underneath Shirley's arms and as she moved upwards, pulled the girls arms straight up in the air. Charity reach forward and slid her hands down o Shirleys hips and pulled her pelvis and crotch tight against the succubus body, and leaned forward, her face moving close to Shirleys breasts and the large brown aureolas exposed to her. Taking deep smells of the Shirleys body, Charity slid her tongue out and with a slow motion, started just below her left aureola and traced it straight upwards, the surface, like a rough sand paer sliding over her senstive skin while the blond's voice whispered in Shriley's ear as her hands were held up in the air while the redhead tasted of her body. You must earn the right to see my skills my love...you and her indicating the blond..are both very sexually powerful, but only one will get feel my power...the other will be my dinner for the everning... the blond's tongue slid into Shirleys ear...only one of you will prove themselves worthy...
Thread: Seeking a female to roleplay with!

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Thread: Seeking a female to roleplay with!

jackofalltrades said Bumpy bump bump Click to expand... I believe Josefina Perez would be perfect for this, as her standard back-story is that she runs away from home after her parents are murdered. She's a sweet girl, but her tiny size has required her to learn a little toughness. Ignore the catwoman references for now, unless you think that would improve the story.
Thread: Seeking a female to roleplay with!

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Thread: Seeking a female to roleplay with!

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Thread: No love for the enemy. (DTH+Kittenloves)

Drake was correct about one thing, the humans did so pine to be vampiric in nature and many of her family were more than happy to oblige. That was only because they didn't understand what it was like to be a vampire, to carry that burden, to remember. To remember the past, she remembered. She remembered a time before cars, and now was expected to drive one. She remembered a time when the vampire race was still young and a great deal of secrecy was withheld, and now they were encouraged to feed freely? It was no wonder hunters, in all their self-righteous glory, dedicated so much of their time to see the vampire species destroyed. And in all honesty.. in most cases Juliette had to agree. Her footsteps were practically nonexistent as she moved through the trees, following the scent of a dead fake-blood, as well as the scent of the hunter who had killed him. She was dressed rather non-imposingly with a pair of black pants hugging her thighs and calves and a small black jacket hugging her frame, zipped up. Her wild red hair spilled over her shoulders and down her back in curls. It was a beautiful contrast to her lightened, deep green, yes green, eyes. They were not the red or black eyes of many of her cousins, though that all together was not too unusual eyes with the human quality of hers were. In fact the young Juliette about 20 if one had to guess could pass as human easily were it not for the small human-sized incisors in her mouth that seemed as if they could definitely slip through human flesh. Her face was even brushed lightly with pale freckles, how refreshing. Juliette had held very little part in the war, though she was directly related to it through her 'father' who all but waved a flag and cheered the vampires on from the sidelines. Yes, the sidelines, because he was too much of a bitch to fight his own battles. He had to make others to do it from him. The bloodline was thinning because of fledglings making fledglings, it was sickening, it had to stop, but it seemed as if she were the only one who saw that. Her small 5'4 body stepped lightly through the trees until she stood just before the treeline, eyes brushing over the body of Drake, a hunter she knew quite well. Though not a part of the war, she did watch it. She had taken a bit of a fancy to the man.. it was a vampire thing, and it would pass. She knew it and recognized it in herself but refused to do anything about it. She had been watching him from afar when she could for quite some time.. but only now did the urge become too great to withstand.. she had to speak to him. She wanted to smile but unlike many of her brothers she could not withdraw her small fangs, so she withheld it and only clasped her hands in front of her. Her gaze ate him up like cake. Hey. She murmured the word quietly and pressed her lips together tight to smile. I'm lost. It was the only thing she could think to say.. the only reason she would have to be out this way. Though what she'd tell him she was doing in the area, she didn't know.
Thread: No love for the enemy. (DTH+Kittenloves)

gah, sorry this on is so much shorter . Drake dunked his head under the water, letting the blood that clung to it to slough off of it. As he burst out of the water he flung his hair back, the drops flying off of it shining in the dim light of the moon. He loved cleansing himself after a hunt. It was one of those simple pleasures in life that, when you have a line of work like this, is all too important to indulge in. If there was absolutely nothing for him to look forward to after a hunt, even a lousy bath, what point would there be in it? He'd go insane. He was so caught up in bathing himself he didn't notice the short girl creeping up on him. When she said something, he jumped and his eyes turned to his trenchcoat, still covered in blood. WHo the fuck are you? He demanded, getting out of the water quickly, pulling out a knife. If you're lost what were you doing all the way out here in the first place? He didn't trust her. He didn't trust anybody. For all he knew she could be a vampire, waiting for him to let his gaurd down so she could open up his neck and drain him dry. The one time he had let his guard down since he became a hunter, he had was clawed in the face. At least he came away from that encounter with a face left. The vampire hadn't. He scanned her up and down, and she looked harmless enough. In fact, she was quite pretty. If only that meant something. There had been plenty of vampires he'd had to kill in the past who were lovely and innocent looking.
Thread: No love for the enemy. (DTH+Kittenloves)

Is okay! Mine was an intro! You can't compare hehe Juliette flinched slightly when he responded to her speaking in such a way. She hadn't thought that sneaking up on him would startle him like that, she wasn't menacing or brooding in the least, but she supposed it was a trained reflex from so many years hunting.. she should have thought of that, stupid stupid stupid.. Juliette mentally berated herself as she allowed the man to look her over with great scrutiny, pulling out his knife. She knew what he could do with that knife all too well.. she'd seen his handy work numerous times on numerous different cousins. She swallowed a bit nervously but tried not to let it move her too much. And then there was the question.. why was she in the forest at all? She knew it was coming, she should have thought of her answer beforehand but she'd been in such a rush.. I was here earlier, reading.. She explained softly, taking another step back from him. Her large green eyes were wide with concern. I fell asleep, when I woke up it was night.. I've been tripping over tree branches all night, I even lost my book.. I just want to get out of here so I can go home. She explained to him with a nod.. that sounded believable. And perhaps the knowledge that she was out in the daylight, reading, would lead him further from the conclusion that she was what she was... a vampire.
Thread: No love for the enemy. (DTH+Kittenloves)

Drake let out a soft sigh as she explained that she came to the forest to read. He could hardly fault her for that. After all, he enjoyed reading in the solitude and sounds of nature as well. Slowly, he lowered the knife. Okay. I know this forest pretty well. I can lead the way out of it even at night. If you would prefer, I have an extra room in my house, it's not too far. You can rest there tonight so you can find your way around in the daytime. Your choice. He turned back to his trenchcoat and sheethed the knife. He quickly dunked his clothes into the water so that the blood would wash away mostly. For now, let's head to my house. I need to get clean clothes on regardless. He was really glad that he bathed in his boxers. He could kill vampires all day but when it came to women, he was shy. If she had managed to see him fully nude, even if she was a vampire, he would have clammed up into a tongue-tied, awkward mess. He walked briskly, not making sure whether or not she was close by. It's not that he didn't care, he just wasn't used to walking with anyone. Hunters never travelled together. If they were ambushed and lost more than one, that would be a costly mistake. The only time they ever hunted together was to take down nests, which the vampires had long since learned to avoid congregating. They reached the house rather quickly, and the motion activated flood lights he had installed switched on. They were UV lights, designed to put out almost the same rays the sun did. They were weaker of course, so the lights wouldn't kill a vampire, but it would damn sure make them burn bad.
Thread: No love for the enemy. (DTH+Kittenloves)

Ohh snap bahaha Juliette felt her heart calm when he seemed to accept her answer and even went as far as to put his knife away. He'd bought it then, good. She smiled slowly, being sure to keep her teeth pursed and nodded her head as he informed her that he was familiar with the forest. She was prepared to accept his lead when he offered her a room on second thought. She immediately felt her heart clam up and her brain tick away in thought. She wanted to accept the room desperately, to pry around his house and learn more about the hunter she had grown somewhat attached to. But to stay the night meant to face sunlight come morning and that just couldn't happen.. and besides, she wasn't a complete fool. What if he recognized her? What if it was a trap? She couldn't just kick back and relax in his house without feeling some sort of apprehension. Of course, she could always sneak out during the night.... no, because then he would never trust her again. Dammit all.. she wanted in that house. The answer came to her when he noted that he needed clean clothes in any case. Her brow raised faintly as he drew attention to his almost nakedness, she couldn't help but to run her eyes down his body some. She was a vampire after all.. hormones kind of came with the package, among other things. She took in a deep needless breath and cleared her thoughts, she wasn't a total animal. If you can just lead me out I'd be more grateful. She determined as her feet moved to follow the taller man. It worked, because either way she'd get to see the inside of his house. She hoped it gave some insight into the man himself. Of all her time watching him she didn't really know about him, only him as a hunter. She didn't want to know the hunter side of him however, she didn't want to be hunted. She wanted to know him as a man.. like she wanted to know him as a woman and not a vampire to be hunter. Juliette found her gaze wandering over his bare back as she followed him, she was a vampire, she could see in the dark quite clearly contrary to what she said. But the sudden kick of the lights caught her completely off guard. Her eyes screamed with pain and skin began to sear, as if it were burning. She stumbled back quickly and pulled her coat to cover her face so she suffered no more than a light sunburn, a feminine cry of pain escaping her lips followed by a low vampiric hisss. Cover blown. But then again, had she ever really fooled him to begin with?
Thread: No love for the enemy. (DTH+Kittenloves)

As the lights came on and Juliette reeled in pain, Drake sighed. He had hoped so heavily that she was who she said she was. After that short moment of longing he pulled out his knife and tackled the woman to the ground. It was common practice to interrogate a vampire if they tried to pull something like this. So this one was going to get to live. For now at least. He thrust the knife into her hand, plunging it deep into the ground, then pulled out another to pin both hands. Even though he was only half clothed, he sat on her stomach, his eyes glaring down at her. What the fuck are you really doing here? Why were you pretending to be lost? He put all his weight and strength down on her, his face twisted into a look of rage. Even though she had tried to fool him, and god knew what else, he couldn't help but feel a small bit of remorse for having to hurt her. WHy he had any sort of remorse for her was beyond him though.
Thread: No love for the enemy. (DTH+Kittenloves)

Juliette was still trying to recover from the lights when Drake's body suddenly tackled her to the ground. She gasped as the coat was knocked away from her face, cringing in preparation for the light to fall on her once more. Much to her surprise the light didn't fall upon her however, instead she was shadowed by Drake's towering figure, though if he moved too far in either direction the light would surely pummel down on her again. Juliette had just begun to feel some relief thanks to the eclipse of the light when Drake suddenly put his knife through her hand and into the ground. Her head fell back and she howled out in pain, body writhing beneath him as her other hand was staked down as well. Bloody tears brimmed her usually beautifully vibrant eyes, which she opened to look at him as the fingers on each hand curled. I only- only wanted to to meet you Drake. She whimpered softly before releasing a soft cry. Take them out, please! I don't want any trouble! I'm unarmed, I promise! An she was, he could check for himself. Granted, a vampire didn't necessarily need a weapon to hurt a man.