Thread: Run This Town (Rory+Ishu)

Leaving the drop-off point behind, Cade took the street towards the shops and businesses, his lean and lightly muscled body swaying casually with every step. Entering the grocery store, he quirked a curious eyebrow, the leering smile never leaving his lips as he glanced around. It was not somewhere he'd been before, but it was always fun to explore new territory. To show up in places where he wasn't expected or known. An unfamiliar face seemed to strike fear into others hearts a lot easier than those who'd dealt with him before. An aura of violence clung to him like a scent as he walked through the doors, proceeding past the front of the store and only pausing for a moment to cast a hate-filled glare at the young woman at the register. She shuddered and turned her eyes to the floor respectfully, but still he did not smile, his dark eyes seeming to penetrate her, glowering as if she were something disgusting he'd had the misfortune of spitting up. Even after feeding earlier this morning, his core was filled with that same insane hunger that filled him whenever he looked at human women. It was the same for his brethren, their hate for the female gender going to such extremes as to encourage and demand murder. Even as his hackles were raised at the sight of her, he discarded her from thought with a sneer, turning down one of the aisles and instantly forgetting about her as his attention was drawn elsewhere. There weren't too many people here, and the few that were here were men - although they were no safer than the women were, it was often the men who came out on their own, a sense of protective chivalry keeping their women safe at home. Down the aisle along the one side of the store reserved for dairy and meats, Cade stalked towards a portly man selecting something that looked like fish next to a cart reserved for his items of purchase. He was still too far away so the man had not noticed him yet, and Cade licked his teeth as he sauntered towards him, eying the man's moderately heavy girth with open and lascivious desire. Smoothly, like a wraith, Cade slithered up behind the man, his breath hot and heavy on the other's neck. The reaction was instant, his victim's body jerking upright and tensing, yet not daring to look back at him, instinctively knowing what he would find. Mmmm, protein. Does a body good , Cade whispered in the man's ear, straight teeth inching out to nip an earlobe playfully as hands groped at the man through his baggy T-shirt, reveling in the flesh he could feel beneath. P-P-Please... I have a wife and kids to look after... Just leave me be...Sir... the man whimpered anxiously, already setting the packaged fish fillet aside, and trying desperately not to give into the urge to run. It was always worse when you ran from them, the Gamatoms excited by the chase like wolves chasing down their prey. Cade smiled against flesh that trembled under his lips, his hands stroking down between the man's legs, despite himself the round man growing hard and filling his jeans at Cade's coaxing touch. Poor, poor man, Cade murmured lustily, fingers undoing the button and zipper and pressing his own hardened organ against the man's backside through their clothes. Who's going to look after you ? And he laughed quietly, his voice cracking with a humored rasp. Those who'd chanced to be in the aisle with them had left as soon as Cade selected his target and another man who'd started down this way, instantly changed course when he saw what was happening. They were alone. Even if they were not, there wasn't a soul in the world who could challenge Cade's will at this moment, and he bent the man over the waist-level shelf holding refrigerated meats and savagely had his way with him uncontested. After it was over, the man clinging to the shelf and slowly lowered himself to the ground, bloodied and bruised, pants sagging around his thighs, breathing heavy and silently weeping. Standing and watching apathetically, Cade zipped himself back up with a pleased sigh and turned away from the violated man. Now that was taken care of, it was time to play and he walked back to the front of the store where the young lady still stood at the cash register. She saw him coming and quickly averted her eyes, probably berating herself for not leaving when she'd had the chance. Standing at the counter now he looked her over with another disgusted sneer before his face blossomed in a fake and unkind grin. He had no desire to eat her right now, but it tickled in the back of his mind as a possibility if she ceased to be entertaining. Behind her slight form were shelves of cigarettes and he indicated them with a slight nod of his head. A pack of Winstons. Her whole body jolted when he spoke, startled by the sound of his voice, and robotically she turned to the shelves behind herself, her eyes searching hazily for the brand he'd asked for. Fear and the realization that he'd probably kill her, clouded her vision and had her heart pounding heavily in her chest, blurring the words on the different cartons as her mind struggled to work properly amidst the desire to flee. As she was turned away, he took a moment to glance around in disinterest, a man waiting nearby with a plastic basket in his hand and a jug of milk in the other, obviously waiting for Cade to finish his purchase before approaching more than three feet. The doorways stood along the one wall, within sight of the register, daylight streaming in through the glass like a false beacon of hope. Finally, the girl turned back to him with the long white carton in her trembling hands, licking her lips as she pushed it across the counter towards him, not wanting to hand them directly to him for fear he might touch her and become angered by the contact. But as she drew her hands away his arm whipped out lightning fast to grab her wrist, putting a slight pressure around the limb as she yelped and struggled in agitated surprise. The angered smile on his face grew, but she kept her eyes down and struggled not to look at him. I was wondering if you could help me...find the drink aisle. I'm a bit parched. The arm held firm in his grasp shivered and he tightened his hold painfully, hoping to make her cry out. She whimpered quietly and her eyes searched the ground, the fear filling her body making the synapses in her brain fire uselessly, unable to register what he was asking for now. She was caught like a small bird or rabbit caught in a snare... When the doors opened to emit someone new, Cade tore his eyes away from his toy to glance at the newcomer briefly. Then his eyes were drawing back for a double take, eyebrows quirked in slight confusion at the young woman who had entered the establishment.