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Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Marco was there already, the lycans being in their human shapes. His best man next to him, holding the signs of marriage for them both as they exchanged looks, the vampire beauty walking towards them. He had met her once on the battlefield, trying to reach each other but the battle ended before it had happened. A low guttural growl escaped his throat as his memories came back to him. Where he was able to see, he knew that she was as deadly as a seeing vampire, maybe even more. He shifted his position, his legs a bit apart so he was ready for anything. The tall and muscular lycan had the extensive hair growth that showed his race, the bear running from ear to ear in a deep brown color, like a mane his hair was shoulder long, not kept nicely as it stood out rather wildly. Hearing her call him a beast and a thing once she was up there he looked at her father, his deep blue eyes piercing into the vampires. They were both warriors but this was nothing they would fight for, much rather fight against it. His chest was broad, the clothing barely able to fit him as he was dressed in the typical set, a black tuxedo without a tie or butterfly as he wasn't going to stay in it for long. The high templar approached them, seeing the hatred from each group in spikes as he shock his head, he was one of the few humans who knew about the races and their war. He had agreed to this for the sake of humanity, keeping them from dying from extinction to these superior races. Cease the violence and hatred at once! He exclaimed loudly, his staff hitting the stone floor between them. This is a time to unite the races and stop the wars! He continued, hoping they would understand as he opened the massive book in his other hand, all rituals were written in there, even cross race rituals.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Mercy could hear his voice. A voice that had felled many of her people. Now she was to marry him. She could not rightly judge his looks. As she could not see him without touching him. Were she able to touch his face, she could see him like any other person. But that would not be anything that would happen in the near future. She, in all technicallity had no maid of honor. Only the man she would have married not been for this. He looked at the lycan with severe disdain. He loved Mercy, and now he had to watch her be married to another. She listened to the high templar performed. It was time to exchange the rings that they were given. She turned to Makhail. She couldn't see the tear, but she could smell it. Slowly reaching up she wiped it away. She took the specially made ring. It would morph when he did. She turned back. Shaking in a mix of anger, hurt, sadness, and rage. Tentatively reaching blindly for his hand as was custom. Mercy had never been one for custom or tradition. But this was her father's wish. To end the violence and blood shed. Such a pity, because she had always lived for the smell of the blood of lycans spilt around her. But the moment she had to touch more then his hand she she would break his hands.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Marco listened to the high templar, accepting his fate slowly as the ring exchange came, he gave the vampire next to her a glare, his eyes looking like they could set anything on fire as he turned to his best man, having the ring in his free hand as he watched her reach out. He put his hand beneath her, letting her feel the hair on the back of his hand, knowing she was perfectly smooth as silk, ohh he would love conquering her. When the time came for him to put the ring on her hand, he reached out, grabbing her hand and pulling it so it was halfways between them before he looked down at the perfectly molded ring in his hand, such a waste if you asked him but he did put it on her finger, careful not to break her seemingly fragile body yet rough enough for her to easily feel it as he then turned back towards the high templar. The high templar continued the service, not seeming bothered by their hatred as long as they didn't show it. He read loudly from the book, drowning out every other voice and as he finished, he slammed the book shut, the sound echoing through the room before he looked from the vampires to the lycans and exclaimed the magic words by taking their ringed hands in between his own between them both. I now pronounce you husband and wife! May your souls never shatter! He told them before he let go, turning around as the guests cleared out around the newly wed couple, leaving them along as Marco would know the way to their bed like it was tradition.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Lycan, if you have an decency. You will let me bid a final farewell to my true love, Mercy said. Her blank eyes looking up to him. She wanted to say good bye to him. She did not believe this lycan would allow her a lover on the side, especially one that knew her body so well. One that had made love to her on many a night. The one who had first taken her. But she hoped he would at least allow a final goodbye. Her body was shaking. She knew what came next. And having only ever bedded one man. This night would be a difficult on for her. But she would face it as though it were a battle. She would not easily bed him. For she was not some play thing for him. She was no one's play thing. She could hear Mikhail talking outside the door. About how unfair this was. Why it had to be Mercy. Mercy was his love, his one and only. Sh knew these things. And Mikhail was her world. But this was what she had to do. It was for the greater good of the race, of both races.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Marco snarled at her request. No woman. He told her, he wasn't going to let her have any lovers at all. Anything that would even look wrong at his new wife would be slaughtered. If not by him then by the other lycans because the peace treaty that their marriage showed was to be kept in harmony. We shall live together and sleep together like a couple, however there will be no lovers for either. He told her, even if he regretted the words he knew that he would have to do so, he knew what his task was and that was to uphold the peace between the races. A few moments later as the ranting begun, he swept her up in his arms, his muscular body flexing a bit as she didn't weigh as much as he had first anticipated. He carried her this way, the other direction from the entrance door as he didn't care much about her clothing. There would be new clothes for her the next morning as he carried her out of the hidden door leading straight to their room. The house had been constructed for them to live together and with guards of both races to keep them there. Outside, Marco's brother stepped up to Mikhail, his teeth bared as he growled. Do you think it's our will that my brother has to marry her?! His tone was hard and his voice deep just like Marco's was as he grabbed the vampire by the shirt. And if you ever kiss the vampire girl again, I will personally shred you for violating the peace treaty. He growled a last time before he turned his back to the vampire, ready for anything.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

I should have known, an animal with no decency, Mercy spat. She cried out when he lifted her into his arms not expecting it. Put me down! Now! You bastard! You've married a blind woman! Be easy! She wanted to shed a tear because of Mikhail. Her now lost love. She didn't want a lover, she only wanted a good bye to what once was. What should have been. But she was not going to get it. She pushed against his chest and pushed herself out of his arms. I will not bed you this night. You may be my husband in word, but in heart, you are no such thing! Her words dripped with the venom of a thousand snakes. Mikhail looked at the lycan. Rip me apart lycan! I have nothing to live for! My world was taken in this treaty! Mikhail spat. That creature will never now her body the way I do. Will never have honor of taking her first. She will forever remain my first and only. he would not take another. He knew there would be offers, but he would refuse.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Marco had carried her into the hallway, feeling her push herself from his chest as her words struck him. I know you're blind, but I also know you're stronger than you look. He replied, his deep tone easily understandable before he pushed her up against the wall, his body pressing her in between him and the wall. And as goes for tonight, we will seal the treaty by sleeping together. Only then will there be peace between the races. He told her before he stepped back. He didn't care what she said as he swept her back into his arms and continued, this time holding her rougher so she would have a harder time getting out of his grasp. Hearing the vampire only made the lycan snarl. He turned and was almost tempted to just do as the man said, but he refused, looking at him with misery and pity in his eyes. I curse you vampire, by the blood of my dead parents, I curse you to live as long as your love, to feel the pain of losing someone you love more than anything else! He spat out at the vampire before leaving with the other lycans, knowing he would've struck fear amongst the vampires.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

I am stronger then I look. And I am stronger then you think I am! Mercy growled. She listened to him speak of that night. I will do no such thing! I have only ever laid with one man. And it will remain as such! He is my love! Unlike this farse of a marriage! A soft whimper was elicted from her lips when he slammed her to the wall. She knew he would likely be like this even when sleeping together. Which honestly scared her. Because rough was something new to her. It had always been sweet, passionate love making with Mikhail. This would be an all new, terrifying experience. When he sweeped her up again, more roughly this time. She whimpered a bit. Mikhail knew those curses held no real measure. But he would live, hoping that even to steal a glance at his love. Even if it was a fleeting one, that would be looked at in a a dissapproving manner. And he would probably be killed. But it was worth the risk. He loved her too much just to let her go so easily.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

You are no stronger than I am. Marco growled as he went down the hallway, the shoes echoing as they were all alone. He wasn't going to care about her one man as he looked at her for a moment, growling deep in his throat. You will be my woman, and that is with all it contains. My clan will not see this treaty fall like others before. He told her, his tone staying the same way as he carried her through a small hallway and into a nicely sized room, a bed there for them to share as he then dropped her on it, being quick and not letting her escape as he pushed himself down on top of her, his hot breath on her neck as he took in her scent, his hands moving up her long legs and around her hips, following her curves as he groaned into her skin, his lips having found the smooth skin on her neck. It wouldn't be anywhere near as passionate as she had been with Mikhail but he didn't care.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Mercy growled softly as he forced himself on top of her. So you would rape me to see this follow through? She asked. Lifting her leg swiftly and placing a well aimed knee to his ribs. And sliding out from under him quickly. I will not be tamed so easily lycan! And that is what it would be, taming a wild mustang of a woman. And it would be no easy process. Taking a fighting stance despite the lack of appropriate dress. And the room was enough to allow an echo for his movements, making it easier to tell where he was.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

The knee to his ribs stung, but only enough to make him growl and let her get out from beneath him as he rolled off the bed, kicking off the shoes and socks to become familiar with the wooden floor. I don't care how much it takes, you'll be mine before the sun breaks. He told her, his tone deep and heavy as he took a single breath before he eyed her stance, finding the weakness in her mobility due to her clothes as he focused his mind on silent moves, suddenly lounging across the bed, attempting to tackle her to the floor as he knew that if he didn't touch anything, she could'nt hear him.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

It was then obvious to Mercy that this beast would go so far as to rape her. She cried out as he collided with her. Blast her stupid blindness. She sturuggled against him, but it was beginning to seem futile. He had the brute force advantage over her. Now she knew why she'd had her nails plated in silver. Dragging them across his cheek. Leaving trails of blood due to the silver. I wil not go down without a fight lycan! Mercy sneered in his ear. Her writhing body under his on the hard wood floor.
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Feeling her write beneath him, he had roared out from her silver nails. You'll behave woman! He roared at her, pinning her arms down with his own as he had the brute force over her, sitting by her lower stomach around her hips before he bent down, his lips brushing against her cheek before moving down to her neck, wanting to seduce her even though she would eventually be forced into this as he was able to take her right there even if she was against it herself.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

He had managed to find a weakness in her armor. A hot spot, where she had been bitten in order to become what she was. It was a very tender spot. She whimpered. She could not be enjoying this. She would deny her body the pleasure if she had to. But she was not going to give in to this lycan. Not after the promise she was made to Mikhail. That she would not bed another man until she could bed him one final time in goodbye.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Marco would never let her see Mikhail again. And he would take the prize he had gotten from the marriage as he felt her body loosen up beneath his, knowing he had found the spot as he kept working it, his lips pressing against it as he slowly let go of her hands, though not more than he would be able to control her as he pressed his chest down against her's, wanting to feel her naked body against his own.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Mercy gasped as he kept hitting that spot. Her dress still clinging to body. Trying not to give as he hit her weak spot over and over. She finally pushed back against him. Sending him into the far wall. Finally allowing her body to take full vampire state. Baring her fangs. Nails extending into claws. And eyes turning solid black. I will not be broken lycan! Mercy growled out through grit teeth.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Marco felt her fling him off as he stood there, still not wavered as he knew her weak spot. You will be mine vampire! He roared at her, making sure his voice was loud enough to make the sound bump on the wall, making it sound like he was in more than one place as he would use her confusion to moved behind her, his feet silently carrying him around her to her back before he caught her arms, bending her elbows so she wouldn't be able to hurt him as he then pushed her onto the bed, him on top of her back. Don't you ever try to harm me. He snarled at her, his weight being able to keep her down from now.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

That was a cheap trip lycan! Mercy spat as he pushed her to the bed. Groaning under his weight. You could stand to lose a few pounds you know? You're rather heavy! She knew he wouldn't be terribly insulted as she struggled against his grip. Whimpered softly, her arms wrenched behind her back to keep her obediant.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Marco laughed, her words didn't touch him as he sat there on her. Muscles weigh more than fat. He told her, bending down over her body as he kept her arms locked, his lips soon on her neck right next to where she had been bitten. Admit defeat, let me have my prize tonight. He told her, his tone being more seductive as he knew that she would never forget her night with him. He wanted her to break her so she wouldn't be as reluctant and accept him as her mate and his husband fully.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Mercy whimpered as he kissed her neck. She went limp. I am done fighting.... If it must happen, then let it be so... She said. It felt like a stab to the heart, but she gave in. She knew it was going to happen no matter what, so it was time to give in. Please, show some mercy, and do not be so rough is all I ask.... She hoped he would at least grant her thing, if nothing else. At least not yet.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Marco heard her words of submission. I'll hold you up on that. He told her, letting go slowly of her arms so she would be able to turn around as he kept kissing her neck, he had won this battle but there would most likely be others. Once she would've turned around, he looked deeply into her eyes, seeing that she was a bit frightened of what would happen he smirked, keeping their eyes locked. If you play nicely, I promise I'll be nice to you. He said, his tone still deep though showing her that he was a man of his word as he remained on top, not wanting to give her a way of escaping.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Mercy couldn't help it but let a moan slip from her lips as he kissed gently on her neck. She would play nice....for now. But she would not play nice forever. No. She was not done fighting this. She would find some way, some how to see Mikhail again. To say good bye. If only with a kiss. She had asked for this, but had been denied. But she would not be denied forever. She was far too stubborn for that.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Marco loved hearing his woman moan, it was a trait that ran in the family as he kept kissing her neck, trying to be as gentle as possible, his hands moving to the back of her dress, finding the strings that kept it together as he slowly loosened the knots, feeling the fabric of her dress slide apart to reveal her body beneath his, he wanted her, lusted for her even if they were deadly enemies he couldn't refuse the need for her.
Thread: A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Mercy whimpered softly, letting her dress slide off of her body. Leaving her naked beneath him. He was lucky to see this. Not many men saw her fully nude. Only Mikhail had since she had come of age. She couldn't deny that she was getting very aroused by his touches and kisses. She had always been a symbol of lust for the vampires as well as the lycans.
Thread: This is where the party is! (Jessie + Russian)

Alexander sighed, he had been on the lookout in the bar for fresh meat for a couple of months now. It had been hard to persuade the girls to going home with him for the surprise but he was feeling lucky that night. Sipping on a drink, he watched the entrance to the almost black bar as he was hoping for some young and stupid girl. It would be fun if he could find a virgin like he had last time and take her. He was tall, mid twenties with an aura of security around him as he had been in the business of stalking and capturing innocent girls for a few years now. He had a talent for seducing them and the gangrape they'd seen was normal to him as he was working for the fifth year now. He was a broad, attractive person with short brown hair and a gentle look in his face and posture. Seeing lots of jailbait entering the room, he tried to stray from them, knowing he wasn't allowed to break the law as he was hoping one of them would actually be old enough anyhow so he could enjoy his evening for once.
Thread: This is where the party is! (Jessie + Russian)

Kelly was seventeen, blonde and more than a little drunk. She staggered into the bar on heels that had seemed to get higher and higher over the course of the night, and nearly fell again as her eyes, accustomed to the neon and streetlights outside, had not acclimatized to the darkness inside. She staggered down the rest of the stairs, calling after her friends. There was no answer. Deciding that they hadn't come in here at all, that she had lost them in the crowd of similarly dressed college students, she turned to leave again. But her shoes were really starting to hurt her feet, so she tottered over to the bar and sat down on an unoccupied stool. She slipped one of her shoes off and bent forwards to rub at her ankles and perfectly formed little toes. She swayed back and forth, seemingly always on the verge of losing her balance.
Thread: This is where the party is! (Jessie + Russian)

Alexander noticed the girl entering, seeing her head away from the other group of students he grinned. She took a seat in the chair next to his and seemed to have trouble holding her balance as he slid down from his chair, moving to her and making sure she wouldn't slip down as he moved up behind her, letting her feel him behind her. Are you okay miss? He asked her, holding her in his arms, his tone showing that he was safe and didn't want to harm her as well as his friendly approach. But she was drunk so it would probably be easy for him.
Thread: Mental Underground Disorder (Russian + Finn)

Taking a sip of the drink, Robert 'Sneazler' Michelson looked around in the bar from his seat. The usual stack of drivers split up into groups were there as it was a well renowned bar for underground drivers. Their cars were parked around the back to keep the cops from nicking them. And he was sure to keep his baby out of their hands. Parked outside, the black Mistubishi Evolution was parked, it's orange rims and oranges signatures shining brightly as the vinyl on the car consisted of a dragon twirling over the roof and from one side of the car to the other, it's tail ending on the trunk. It was his baby, tuned and worked out to be as muscular himself. He stood pretty tall at 6'4 with a broad chest and shoulders, a dragon tattoo on his upper right arm, the head just visible under the white shirt. He was quite young, only 23 years old but with an education and money that could keep him happy until his retirement at least even if he used a lot on his car and on racing, he always had the newest gear available for him. Looking around the bar again, he noticed one of the groups getting up, probably preparing to leave for some practice races in the large town.
Thread: Mental Underground Disorder (Russian + Finn)

Katie had been on a date with a guy she'd had a crush on for a few weeks. He'd tried hitting on her though, but she made him stop his car. They had been outside a bar with a bunch of cars parked in the back. Getting out, she slammed the car door shut, watching as he took off, leaving her stranded in a part of town she'd never been in. Glancing around, she didn't see any other cars on the streets. Sighing, she headed inside the building to ask for directions back to her neighborhood. Looking around the inside, she didn't like the look of some of the men that were inside the bar. Heading over to the counter, she tried getting the attention of the bartender, but got the impression that he was ignoring her on purpose. Sighing, she leaned against the bar, wondering if she would ever find her way back to her apartment. She probably attracted a lot of attention, being the only girl in the bar, but she didn't think she'd be there long, if she could just get the bartender's attention. She had just moved to the town a few months ago, to attend college there. The dorms had all been full, so she'd been allowed to get an apartment off campus, even though she was just a freshman. She liked having her own place, since she wouldn't have to deal with the noise of countless college kids all over the place.