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Thread: His Newborn Vampire (Chief and MiseryChord)

Leave her as she is...I'll call someone to come clean this up for us. Gabriel replied as he answer her before pulling away from his Newborn, holding her hand softly within his. While he pulled out a cellphone and a call to this said 'someone'. Once he finish speaking to the other person on his cell, Gabriel close his cell and stuff back from where he got it from. Now all that is needed, is to get home... He spoke half way of what he wanted to say as he lean close and kissed her neck, and get you in bed...with me beside you Gabriel finish with a smile as he look straight into her eyes for a moment.
Thread: His Newborn Vampire (Chief and MiseryChord)

Eryn moaned softly as his lips touched her neck, over the spot where he had bitten her. A jolt of heat went through her and she felt her fangs elongate. Y-yes Sire. She spoke softly, biting her full, ruby lip.
Thread: His Newborn Vampire (Chief and MiseryChord)

Hooking his arm around her waist, Gabriel lead the way back to his small mansion as they soon reached it footsteps. After you He spoke as he open the door for her, allowing her to enter first before him. Once she was inside, Gabriel soon entered behind her as he closed door and locked it with the key. Once I know you can behave yourself, you'll get your copy of the house key He explain plainly as he waved it around a bit, then stuff it in his coat pocket.
Thread: His Newborn Vampire (Chief and MiseryChord)

The girl nodded, watching as he put the key away. Yes sir. She replied, brushing a hand through her dark hair. Blood stained her lips, teeth and chin from her feeding but her pale porcelin like skin seemed to glow with health.
Thread: His Newborn Vampire (Chief and MiseryChord)

Gabriel step over to her as he grasp her waist softly. Caressing her hips as he smile down at her, he reach up and gently grasp her chin as he tilt her head up before he kissed her. While his other hand press against her back as he press her body against his own, you're quite a beauty my dear, you could make men heads turn Gabriel compliment her before he began to lightly nip at her neck.
Thread: His Newborn Vampire (Chief and MiseryChord)

His lips were soft yet hard against hers as her Sire ravaged her mouth. She undulated her hips to his instinctively as he held her close and began nipping her neck. D-do you really think so Sire? She asked softly, clawed fingers digging into his iron hard biceps.
Thread: His Newborn Vampire (Chief and MiseryChord)

Complimenting another beauty is something I don't lie about, and you're still as beautiful as you were when we first met. Gabriel encourage as he look into her eyes, not showing the pain her nails are giving him. Come...lets head upstairs before anything else, he mused as he wrap is right around her waist and lead the way to the bedroom that lies on the second floor.
Thread: His Newborn Vampire (Chief and MiseryChord)

She shivered in anticipation as he led her upstairs and to the bedroom she had woken up in. Her eyes were smouldering with desire as she stole glances of the beautiful man at her side. Once they made it to the room, she walked in, turning to him with uncertainty. This was new to her, being so intimate with another being.
Thread: His Newborn Vampire (Chief and MiseryChord)

Gabriel smile warmly at her as he walk closer to her, cupping her chin gently as he tilt her head back and kissed her lips once more. While using his free hand to grasp and caress her rear through the dress fabric, lightly squeezing the cheek he had hold of as he deepen the kiss. Pushing tongue into her mouth as it trace her shorten fangs, then her own wet tongue.
Thread: To Be Free (LadydeSade & darkangel76)

Slowly what little could be seen of sun was beginning to sink below the horizon line. The muddled light the made its way through the ominous hues of grays, dotting the murky browns and blacks of the ground below. The night was strangely warm given the time of year, but everyone knew the weather wouldn't last. All too soon the bitterness of cold would creep in and seep its way into everyone's bones, causing both happiness and morale to plummet further into the depths of despair. As if things weren't depressing enough. Persephone Maddox shielded her dark eyes as she looked up at the scorched sky, thunder suddenly rumbling in the distance. Her lips quirked upward just then, twisting into a sort of grin. Brushing her dark tresses out of her eyes, she wiped the sweat from her brow and mumbled to herself. Rumble tumble, I hear you, her voice was almost like a song as she let the words roll over her lips. Now, where's your friend? She paused a moment, her eyes fixed on the inky gray in the distance. Crack! Flash! A squeal of delight erupted from Persephone the moment the lightning streaked across the sky. Tilting her head, she bit down on her head as if waiting for it to happen once again. When it did, she clapped her hands just once and immediately, her eyes shifted down to the tiny whittling knife she carried in her boot. It was amazing that she was allowed to carry the thing. Blades typically weren't permitted, but her little blade was considered non-threatening and since she had to carry it in a location where it was viewable, she was allowed. Plus, it was on her 'profile'. As Persephone bent over and reached for the tiny knife, her arm extended, a barcode quite visible along her forearm as her fingers curled about the handle. She let out a tiny sigh as she stood back up, the knife in hand and at waist level. Her eyes almost glittered as she stared at the thing, mesmerized as her thoughts strayed, swirling as she suddenly heard screams in the back of her mind. No, Persephone whispered, mostly to herself. Not right now. Not tonight. She could feel her eyes pricking with tears as memories tried to push their way through her mind. Memories she didn't want to remember, didn't want to face. Just then, Persephone took the tiny knife and pressed the sharp edge against her forearm. The blade made an imprint against her fleshso beautifulas she pushed harder, harder... harder still. All too soon, she let out a hiss, a tiny rivulet of crimson trailing the blade as she slowly slid the edge against her alabaster skin. When she removed it, she brought it up as if to inspect it. Again, she smiled. Suddenly, the tip of her tongue darted out and she licked the blade's edge clean, sighing heavily as she did so. Almost instantly, her eyes clamped shut and the thunder cracked. Once the lightning flashed, she opened her eyes once again, the knife's edge was clean now having served its purpose. Happy, content, Persephone put the knife away and looked back out toward the horizon. As the thunderheads began to approach and the little she could see of the sun fall, the sky just became darker and darker.
Thread: To Be Free (LadydeSade & darkangel76)

If the skies were good, they would get plenty of rain. Strange, he knew, but Alexander loved the rain. He liked the gray skies and the rattle of thunder he liked the dark and dreary days where one could smell the Earth. Perhaps because it kept people distracted, somber even. Or perhaps it was because it linked him to himself, a fraction of his brain that seemed untouched by the world around him. It was the one thing he had and always would, until he died. He had his dreams and his curiosities, wonder about life outside of the walls and fences. Of course, he was above the experiments, he was above the starved and ravaged beings who were trapped there. But he was still far from free. Alexander Raton was a guard for the city, if you could call it that. He had the eye of a bird, always watching for a violation of code. He slept in quarters with other men, men who held their tongues and kept their eyes where they were meant to be. They had little discussion save for small talk of rain, of the conditions of hovels or of the days chow. A rumble in Alexanders stomach reminded him that he had neglected his second meal that day, instead he had snuck off as he often liked to do. The third meal would soon be ready, but Alexander had other business to attend to. Skipping the meal would not get him punishment, but his lack of real duty would. The fair-haired man often found himself winding through narrow walkways between homes, where people went about their daily work, their chores of readied themselves for the evening. It stunk of pestilence there, of body filth and rot, but it didnt deter Alexander. Instead he took it all in. It was different, and that was what drew him in. It didnt smell of cleanser, of chemicals that burned his emerald eyes and forced his nose to rear back. No, it was different. From one of the shacks he could smell some sort of meat cooking, likely pigeon. Rations were given to the citizens, but more often than not, they wanted more. And that was when they took to capturing food. It was frowned on, as it was assumed that they were given enough food to sustain a livable weight and to complete daily work. But Alexander would continue on by the door, not paying mind to the squab nor the chef. No, he was on a mission. Often he watched her. It began so simply, that she had just passed him while he was on duty and caught his eye. Blue orbs had soaked her in, her motions, the way she took so- intensely instilled in her own thoughts. What was she thinking? He would never approach her, not in a friendly manner. That wasnt his place, and he knew the price he would pay if suspected of relations with the citizens. They were his duty, not his playthings. Still, he would about, on the hunt for his mysterious piece of work.
Thread: To Be Free (LadydeSade & darkangel76)

It was getting darker and the rumbles louder. Persephone wondered if it might actually rain. From the look of the angry clouds swirl and rolling toward them all, she was almost certain they were in for some sort of theatrical treat from the skies. The lightning seemed to dance as it streaked across the ever-darkening sky. Just then, a breeze caressed her skin causing her to shudder. Persephone looked down at her arm, tiny bumps forming all over her flesh as the wind kissed it delicately, tenderly. An odd smile tugged at her lips as she caught sight of the mark she'd lefta perfect line adjacent to the barcode that marred her all but perfect skin. Suddenly, she shivered. Her hands came up and began to rub at her arms and soft giggles escaped her as she mused at how delightful the chilled sensation felt as it washed over her body. Still alive, Persephone whispered mostly to herself. As the breezes blew, Perspehone could smell the rain waft in on the air. It mixed with the pungent smells of the encampment, her... prison. Oh how she longed to get out, to leave. But that was a dream, a fanciful story she told herself everyday though she knew it was never to be realized. Though she didn't like facing that fact. It meant giving up, letting go of innocence. In that moment, Persephone felt her body freeze, her hands dropping to her sides. She was a slave to the city and those who ran it, governed it... she was theirs to do with as they willed and wanted. Her mind, body and soul belonging to them. Again, her eyes found that damnable barcode and she felt the tears welling up and finally falling. Damn it, she cursed at herself, angrily wiping them away. As she brought her hands away from her face, her dark eyes damp with tears, she could feel her thoughts turning as dark as the sky. Crack! More thunder... and soon again, the lightning streaked across the sky. Persephone heaved a heavy sigh and shifted her gaze back down toward the knife she kept in her boot. Just then, she felt a chill run along her spine. Someone was watching. Who? Immediately, she turned her head and tilted it, her expression confused, almost blank. As she looked at the man watching her, she wondered just how long he'd been staring, just how much he'd seen. As the storm seemed to grow stronger, closer, the lightning bursts did odd things as it lit up everything in the nearby vicinity. Biting down on her lip, Persephone locked eyes with the man looking her way. Unsure of what to do and feeling awkward, she gave him a nod. I haven't done anything wrong, if that is what you're trying to decide. My record is quite clean. Nervous, yet determined, Persephone held out her arm with the barcodeand markfor the man to scan.
Thread: To Be Free (LadydeSade & darkangel76)

Oft Alexander found himself trapped in his own head, lost to the world around him. That was dangerous ground to tread in his profession, in his life. But there he was, wandering about the gray streets with his head swimming. There he was, imagining that she was dreaming the same things he was. Was she thinking about the trees outside of the fence? Was she thinking about listening to the sound of rain? His head turned up to scan the sky when thunder boomed and lightening spread throughout the dim glow of atmosphere. That was when his eyes moved back to her, when he realized she had drug a blade across her skin. He was perplexed. Why would any creature damage itself? Alexander was frozen there, long enough to not realize that the young woman was then looking at him. Speaking. Her lips moved, her body presented itself toward him, showing the tattoo on her arm. She was speaking, but what was she saying? Everything seemed slow, groggy. He could only hear the thunder. Finally it came to him all at once. My record is quite clean. He nearly stumbled back and words were lost to him. Where was he? Oddly, Alexander ignored her and turned his head toward the sky. When he did so a drop of water came flying toward his face, running down to his chin. Pull yourself together. Uh. He began, already dreadfully unprofessional. And then he was there, his back straight and eyes hardened. He pulled a scanner from his pocket and ran the infrared light along her arm. What are you doing out here? He questioned, trying his hardest to keep his tone hard. She had been crying. He tried to think of the last time he seen tears. Was it one of the children? Alexander recalled a late night where he sat on the edge of his cot and tried to force tears from himself. Nothing. No emotion. Alexander felt a bit of envy for the red hue on the rim of her lashes but kept his face blank, void of feeling. You should be home.
Thread: To Be Free (LadydeSade & darkangel76)

Persephone stood there, her arm extended for the man to scan. No doubt he was eagerly anticipating being able to use that infernal device he and every other man like him carried on his hip, she figured. Oh how she loathed the thingsso invasivesince they called up any and all information ever recorded about a person. She wondered what hers had to say, though she was certain it couldn't be anything of value. After all, her record was clean. Wasn't it? It was as far as she knew and could remember. However, that was... the problembut, more than likely, a minor one. One thing was for certain though, Persephone knew that since showing up were she was, she hadn't done anything that could even remotely be considered... wrong. At least not visibly so. She couldn't be responsible for her thoughts, but those were her own and so far she hadn't acted on any of those. So far... Home? Persephone stated more than asked. She wondered how anyone could call such a place home. Everyone knew it was a holding place, a mere stepping-stone for their true purpose in life. Just then she could feel her eye twitch slightly as a strange voice tried to gnash its teeth against the inside of her skull. Tilting her head as if trying to ignore the sounds, she added. I have no home to speak of. Not any more. Persephone let out a sigh followed by a sniff as she turned her head and focused her dampened eyes on the thunderheads. Already the first few raindrops were beginning to fall, the coolness almost sizzling as it struck against her warm flesh, heated by hot, moist air of the day. It was a wonderful sensation and she relished it. For a few moments as it fell, it would wash everything away and make everything appear clean and new. Pity that wasn't the case. After it appeared that the man had finished scanning her arm, Persephone looked back over at the man. As if she'd been bitten or stung, she quickly brought it back and cradled it close to her body. Well? Persephone then prodded, her dark eyes looking at the man almost quizzically as if he might hold answers to a forgotten past. Again, that voice screamed at her, claws scraping inside her head. Persephone brought a hand up and raked it through her hair, her skin beginning to break out into a cold sweat as pieces of broken memory tried to battle their way to the surface. No. No. Not now. Swallowing hard, Persephone twisted her fingers through her hair, her other hand gripping her thigh. Clean... right?
Thread: Roommate Surprise (HotTexasCowboy & Sumi)

Charlotte always loved Cole. As a kid, of course. He was this sort of an adorable boy, almost as cute as a girl. It was always a pleasure to stay him when his parents would be away. He never seemed to bother her, always being a sweetheart, so much that sometimes she wished she could just hug him tightly in her arms. She actually wished she could have had a little brother like this. And even when he grew up a little more, he was still the nicest boy she knew. She was sure that later on he would probably be pretty popular with girls, even if he wasn't that manly . In fact, if he would have been the same age as her, maybe she would have made him her boyfriend. Thus, the letter she got a week ago seemed to have Charlotte surprised, yet quite excited. Once she found out that her childhood friend needed a place to stay at during college, she was obviously alright with sharing her house. Besides, living by herself was gloomy enough. Definitely, with Cole around, the house would appear brighter. At least, in her opinion. Before she knew it, she was already writing a reply to her mother saying that she agreed with the suggestion, and the next couple of days were spent on cleaning the empty room for her new roommate so to speak. Saturday in the afternoon, the dark haired twentysomething was quite busy with baking something sweet to chew on. She wasn't sure when Cole would arrive, so, she figured she would start ahead with it. When the doorbell echoed into the corridor, she was taken aback. Swiftly grabbing a towel, she cleaned her hands and hurried to the door. Charlotte, unlike when she was just a teenager, was now still slim, but a little bit curvier. Aside from that, she had the same bright green eyes, the same straight long hair and the same soft tan skin. Now, the question was, would Cole be the same? Coming! she called out as she walked over to the door, and just as she unlocked it and opened it to reveal the man in front of it, the first thing she wanted to do was to close the door back, figuring this had to be someone else. Probably someone advertising something or something similar. And then she noticed the eyes. The unmistakable color of his eyes. ...Cole? she mumbled, frowning slightly, somehow feeling awkward at how much shorter she was, the top of her head barely reaching over his shoulder. Well... you sure have grown up! she remarked, before crossing her arms against her chest. What's your last name? Just to make sure. she inquired just in case.
Thread: Roommate Surprise (HotTexasCowboy & Sumi)

Cole laughed at her reaction, and even more so at her request for some sort of proof of his identity. Maybe I should demand proof from you, Charlotte. You're even more lovely than you were the last time I saw you, Miss Daniels, he answered, slightly exaggerating her last name playfully. He took a step through the doorway, closer to her, his eyes dancing over her figure, her face and hair. But those same green eyes, lovely hair... Charlotte, I have missed you! With that, he put his arms around her back and drew her into a hug. His arms were strong, and he nearly lifted her off her feet. Releasing her, he stepped back and grinned, examining her reaction. Well, do I pass muster? Am I allowed entry into the guarded chamber of my queen? he joked, showing some of the same playfulness he'd always had in her presence. Even after the babysitting days, he had hung around with her, and she had let him, often, because of he always had a way of making her laugh. Seriously, he added, his eyebrows raised in question. I have some bags and stuff in the car. Where should I unload? He was enthusiastic as he was presented with his room. Wow! This is terrific! So much room! He sat down to test the bed, bouncing slightly on the mattress. Oh, I'll sleep good on this. I was worried about having to put up with some lumpy piece of near-wood in a dormitory room. This will be so much better! I just hope my late study nights won't be disturbing you. He had other hopes for late night activities, but he kept that to himself for now. Something in the kitchen smells really great, he added, suggestively.
Thread: from an innocent sister to a sexy slave (lexxiradke41 x haloherowolf)

Mariah hutch was just a normal 16 year old girl. she went to high school, had friends, had boyfriends in the past, and like, every teenage girl, drama. She lived with her older brother in New York, he was her best friend. she thought nothing of him sexually. Mariah was exhausted, all day she had been running around on the soccer field with her teammates, so now it was her time to relax. She said hello to her brother then went upstairs and started rummaging through her drawers for something to wear that was comfy. She figured it was alright to just wear her baby blue thongs with pink lace and her bright pink laced bra with small blue hearts on the nipples, after all, she trusted her brother and knew he wouldnt think anything of it. She laid down on her bed, picked up the remote, and turned on cartoon network seeing that adventure time was on. She pulled all of her long, silky blonde hair to one side of her head and rested it on her left shoulder and giggled at the tv.
Thread: from an innocent sister to a sexy slave (lexxiradke41 x haloherowolf)

RE from an innocent sister to a sexy slave lexxiradke414 x Xenosage I know I said I would wait for the Okay but on the off chance you meant comment here here's the response I talked about. I'll delete it if you've changed your mind. Micheal or Mike as he was called normally gave his sister the merest of nods from the desk that sat in the living room their home to small to have a regular office. Mike ran a hand through his short dirty blonde hair and scratched at his goatee which was odd for being red rather than matching the hair on his head. He sighed as he put down the bill he had been looking at while money was not a large issue he had not been prepared for the sudden weight of responsibility that had come to him with his and Mariah's parents passing away. He wore a black t-shirt with the Metallica Logo on it, faded jeans and shoes a belt held his pants in place and had a buckle with the green lantern logo on it show casing his slight geeky side. Mike decided to leave the bills for tomorrow sense it was his day off and he wouldn't be so tired, standing up from the desk he contemplates what to have for supper choosing to ask his sister if she had any thoughts on the matter. His grey eyes look down for a moment back at the stack of bills but again dismiss' them as work for tomorrow, turning toward the stairs he climbs them and turns down the hall continuing to his sisters door. He knocks on the door but doesn't wait for a reply before opening it, stepping into the room he opens his mouth to ask the question he had meant to ask before what his sister was wearing caught his attention. He was struck by the sexy lingerie and on his sisters body it made the stirring in his jeans all the more awkward as he remembered who it was he was looking at. Mentally shaking himself he scratches the back of his neck and speaks, Hey sis, I was wondering if you had any thoughts on what to have for supper? he said his tone hiding the awkward emotions flaring inside him.