Thread: Vampire Corpse Haven IV ~Bunny and Ducky~

The chair creaked under the added weight of the woman. His head bent to taste her ivory collar bone, a giggle emitting like a sensual purr from her throat as his tongue darted around her skin. Even in public he was brazen, his arms wrapping around the woman's shoulders to tweak her nipples through her silken shirt. The tan of his skin suggested lower class, as it contrasted greatly with the cream of her garment. The blond woman's head tossed back in joy the affection of the rake under her large bottom more than satisfying. The round table was surrounded by woman all who seemed to be enjoying the show with not even a shameful blush. As if the scene was everyday. Dark, thick hair, tantalized his affection's skin. But, a presence settled over him, unfelt to the parties around him his concentration broke. Lush eyelashes drifted upwards as green eyes scanned his surroundings. His lips continued to tickle his companion idly as his hands slid down to her ribs absently. Deep emerald eyes connected with familiar chocolate. At first his expression remained stoic, his hands squeezing the flushed woman on his lap. All around him light filtered off the fanciful garments of the ladies who continued to chatter. He merely stared at her, perhaps in awe- but it was unlikely, for the female he was now gazing upon was forever engraved into his being. A woman he had ignored for thousands of years. A dark eyebrow arched as he lifted his head, eyes remaining steady, as unruly waves of black fell over his forehead. Slowly, a wolfish grin appeared on his face, dimpling his cheek. A devious smile, one filled with sensual promise promises that had made many women creamy under his scrutiny. Slowly the women who appeared so enraptured with him turned in curious jealousy to look upon who he had bestowed such a sought after expression. Pairs of eyes turned towards the french woman, widening slowly before narrowing together in human rage. But, the man remained silent as he bent his head again towards the female sprawled over his thighs. The voluptuous woman blocked most of the man as she arched a bit- her eyes also narrowed on the woman across the tavern a stranger... however, her attention was soon turned with flush enjoyment to the man under her again. A soft moan escaping her lips as she whispered his name, Vox... His eyes darted up again as he pressed a smile into the woman's neck his gaze venturing back to his past. There was an invitation in his eyes, though it was obvious he had little intent on moving as he caressed the woman, pressing her hips against his leather clad ones. The women watched the stranger rise, envying her lithe form as she- with what seemed to be confidence strolled over to their table. The busty blond, who's hair was tumbling over Vox's shoulders opened glazed eyes. She seemed furious at the woman's gentle intrusion. The man chuckled a bit, rearranging himself as he soothed the woman on his lap, before setting her large form aside. He wore a white linen shirt, rolled up over his forearms and loose fitting leather pants. His heavy boots shifted against the wooden floor as he reached out to the woman who had appeared. Much to the shock and distress of his company he wrapped an arm confidently around the small woman's waist, eyes traveling over her form yearningly. Vox, knowing he had the element of surprise, took the opportunity to trace the vines along the woman's collar bone to the tops of her breasts. This is new... he said huskily.