Thread: The Key to the Gates

He followed her silently through the streets, one agile step behind her the entire way. Eventually they approached a large building, concrete and brick. It and certainly seen better days, and judging by the surrounding buildings, the whole area was a little seedy. He continued behind her, glancing to the side, catching eyes with a rather placid individual, his head buried into his coat, hands extended toward his face, a thin burning light circled beneath a small glass globe, white smoke swirling around, being excitedly sucked into the persons mouth. The unearthly pull from the mans unprotected soul was almost more than he could bear, so much energy from one so young, and yet so wasted and available for the taking. He lagged behind her for a brief moment, eventually looking ahead, having to shake the hunger from his mind and quickly catch up with her. Couldnt be holding back when much more important tasks were at hand. He would probably still be there if he could finish this up quickly. He caught up, asending the dirty stairs behind her, watching the rise and fall of her rear with a swift lick of his lips, she was positively distracting. Eventually he was pulled from his thoughts once again, stopping close behind her while she unlocked the door, her scent wafting around him like sweet morning dew, be breathed deeply, pulling in the scent of her blood, her skin, the very heart that made her human and that other, cold smell that tickled his senses and the reason he was here. She was obviously unaware of exactly why the nuns had been so protective of her, the rituals they taught her, ancient and lost to the majority of those people who frequented such establishments. A smirk came across his lips as she entered the dark space. She knew to fear his kind, but knew not why. Strange they would keep such important information from her All the more reason for him to treat her as nothing but a human. When the lights came on his eyes adjusted painfully, be blinked a few times as they were lowered, making it a bit more comfortable for him. He looked around curiously at his surroundings. Indeed, from the outside this was certainly not what he expected, apparently being a stripper made more money than he had expected. He raised an eyebrow when she asked him to remove his shoes, but did so, exposing black thin socks and large feet. She disappeared from his sight, motioning before then for him to sit. Taking another look around he stood before the couch, touching his hand against the smooth leather, its feeling always reminding him of simpler times, when humans had real fear of demons, believed in them, hunted them even. But he had survived thanks to his human half, able to disuse his true form most of the time. He took a seat finally, sinking into the plush fabric, his ears listening intently to her movements, her actions, able to mark them out without ever laying eyes on her. He shrugged off his coat, laying it on the arm of the couch, unbuttoning his suit jacket to make himself a bit more comfortable. She emerged at this point, while he was reading the titles of her romance novels, amused with the idea of someone who utilized her sexuality so verbosely, yet seemed to have such a romantic depth to her soul. His eyebrows furrowed somewhat when she brought out the tray, serving him, as if he were an average houseguest, placing a chocolate confection in front of him along with a sweet smelling tea. Hmm. Thank you. He said simply taking the tiny teacup in his large hand, sipping at the hot liquid before letting it clank onto the tabletop once again. Yes I suppose I should get to the point. I dont know where this idea of demons has come from, but I assure you despite my disposition I have no desire to harm you. Like any man, I have desires interests. His blue cloaked eyes ran over her form, leaning forward, so that his elbows rested on his elbows, one hand crossing over his chest and reaching into his suit jacket, pulling out a circular wad of bills, setting it delicately beside his teacup on the glass topped table. As I had said, All I wish is a bit of your time Tis up to you what you wish to do with that time but I assure you that should your actions be pleasing, I can supply much more from where that came from. He put the wad of cash on its side, rolling it in her direction so that it stopped just before her bamboo tray. Profitable?