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Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

Yea we had fun, you know just hanging out and enjoying our summer, telling stories, you could have tagged along if you wanted to, they all seem to like you. He said as he sat there and twirled a pen in his fingers. He did a good job keeping himself in control but the back of his mind was filled with images of what he saw. Every time he looked over at her face he could only see it dripping in cum. Even her voice was making think about it as he recalled her loud moans and groans. He had to stay relaxed though or else he might accidentally become around and that could be bad.
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

Well....I'm glad you had fun.... Rukia was rather relieved that Ichigo seemed to be acting like he hadn't seen anything, though she was unsure just how to proceed. Surely they couldn't just forget about it could they? After all, it was kind of a big deal, at least for Ichigo. Human women weren't like that....and the sight was almost certainly shocking to the human boy. So um....I guess...maybe we should have something to eat? Or did you already eat while you were out? She needed to try and divert their attention, get something else to focus on.
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

He leaned back in his chair while they made small talk. His mind would drift off slowly to memories of what he saw and he would quickly get lost in them. It would take a minute form him to snap back to reality. Part of him wanted to just blurt it out while the more rational side told him to keep it inside. After all as far as he knew he got away with that free show. He cleared his head and then looked over at her. No I am actually rather hungry now that you mention it, what are you in the mood for? he asked but not even time was helping him as he could just simply not look at her the same way.
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

Oh well.....y'know....I'm in the mood for more or less anything really I guess Rukia shrugged, then slowly stood from Ichigo's bed. Why don't I head for the kitchen and just see what's there? I'll whip something up I guess. Unless there's something you're in the mood for? She glanced back at Ichigo as she was walking out of his room, then turned to head downstairs, exhaling a slight sigh as she walked down the stairs. How long could she keep this up? She couldn't act the same as before now.....things between them just weren't going to be the same with this.....tension.
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

Actually yea that sounds good, just get what you can find down there.. he said as he moved over to his bed. He laid down and looked out the window and then looked over at the closet. This would be impossible he thought. What could possibly happen that would make this better that he knew Rukia was so different. Not only that but it made him want her more...
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

Rukia went to the kitchen, rummaging around as she started to cook something, just grabbing whatever was at hand in the fridge. Damnit....what am I supposed to do now? Sleeping in that closet was awkward enough....but now.... She sighed and shook her head, continuing to cook, so deep in thought she wouldn't even have heard Ichigo coming downstairs if he did. I can't believe I got so carried away I let him see me like that.....god it's just....
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

Ichigo did not want to make things any worse then they were so he figured avoiding her would just not be right. He went down stairs to try to help her out with the food. He got half way down the stairs and he heard her talking. He stopped dead in his tracks as the words hit his ears. She had seen him watching her! No this only made things so much worse. What was he supposed to do now. He knew her secret and she knew that the whole time. Should he talk to her about it? Should they keep trying to pretend nothing happened? He sighed heavily to himself as he went the rest of the way down the stairs into the kitchen.
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

Rukia was so busy cooking she didn't notice Ichigo coming down the stairs, or notice the sound of his footsteps stopping halfway. It wasn't until he actually came out of the hallway and into the main room that she was able to glance over and spot him. The food wont take long to finish, you can just sit down and relax or something until it's done if you want She shrugged, then returned to cooking, still going over things in her mind. Would talking about it be the best thing? But then even if it was, how would she bring the subject up? God it'd be so embarassing.....but still, this tension, it was going to kill them. They had to do or say something before they went nuts. Still, Rukia just wasn't as outgoing or spontaneous as Ichigo was, he always had been the more strong-willed one. She couldn't just blurt things out without thinking like he could, she always took her time, thinking carefully, considering her options...
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

He sat down on a chair at the table and watched her cook. He couldn't help but catch himself checking her out. He tried to stop it but this new way he was seeing her would be hard for him to control. He wondered what would happen if he were to just blurt it out. Now they both knew that he had caught her but neither would bring it up. Would things get more awkward? Would avoiding it kill their friendship? There were so many questions, none of which he could find an answer to. Maybe if he steered the conversation in the right direction it might make bringing to topic a bit easier on them both. So I have always wondered what is it you do when I am gone, it must get pretty boring just staying in that closet looking at your phone.
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

Rukia couldn't help but blush when he asked her what she did when he was gone, memories flooding back of earlier. She knew he had seen her but....why was he asking her something like that? Well, she needed an excuse pretty fast, something to try and distract herself more than anything. Oh well I just....read y'know? There are plenty of books here so....I like to sit and read them when I can, learn a little more about the human world y'know....? She laughed nervously, trying to focus on the food.
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

Oh yea sometimes I forget our human customs can be a little strange for you like your confusion with the juice boxes he said as he looked over at her. While the conversation sounded normal enough for the two of them, they both had stomachs full of butterflies. He couldn't look at her without picturing her naked and she knew he was watching her earlier. So which books did you read?, maybe I can help you out more on some different human customs your confused on..
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

Oh um....I....don't really remember what they were called, I was just....picking books out at random that's all, I wasn't really paying that much attention so long as I was passing the time.... She tried to think of something to say, some way to answer the questions, even if it was pointless. God why was he keeping up this charade? Was he trying to make her even more uncomfortable? The way she was shifting showed she was uncomfortable in this situation. God they needed to say something, they needed to talk about it in some way if only to relieve this tension.
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

Oh well did you at least learn something, I mean you have a decent excuse but sometimes you can be stranger then Orihime he asked her as he stared at her from across the room. Such a small slim body she had it was so cute and petite. Because of her height difference his sisters cloths did not quite fit her right making them seem tighter or more revealing. He could not believe in those little pants hid a very big secret. The tension only grew, but it could not last forever.
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

Rukia could feel him watching her, and it caused her to shiver visibly. God he wasn't just watching her, he was staring at her, quite likely remembering what he had seen, imagining her without the clothes. Rukia closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down. She couldn't get excited, not here, not now. While she was calm it was easy to hide, but if she got excited....god there was no way she'd be able to keep it hidden. She shivered again, placing her hands on the kitchen counter, trying to act like she was just waiting for the cooking to finish, though she was actually doing her best to just stay calm.
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

He wondered if this was the first time she had ever done something like this. How often did she get horny. He was staring at her cute little ass and the slight midsection of her soft white skin that was shown as her shirt rose up while she leaned over. Sure this was not the first time he had checked her out. But now he could not control his lust for her. He began to get aroused again slowly. His horniess grew at a slow rate and without his knowledge his spirit pressure patterns change slightly. She can feel them on her body in a much more soothing way yet on that applies slight pressure and stimulation to certain trigger points on her body.
Thread: In the closet... (Yaiocest x shadoweclipse)

Rukia suddenly started feeling....warmer....like something in the air was just doing something to her....though by the time she realised what it was it was too late. Her eyes widened as she still had her back to Ichigo, he was getting aroused, but it was somehow mixing with his spiritual pressure, creating an arousal in the atmosphere, and oh god it was starting to affect her. Rukia could feel movement in her pants, and she could already feel her cock starting to slowly grow longer and thicker as it began to harden. Her panties were bulging, and soon the front of her skirt was bulging outwards aswell, though Ichigo still wouldn't be able to see. No no no! Rukia closed her eyes tightly as she tried her best to suppress this, but it was too late. The tightness of her panties was killing her as her erection continued to grow, and a few moments later, a loud ripping sound filled the room, her erection literally ripping through the front of her panties and pushing out of her skirt, 10 rock hard inches pointing right up at Rukia's face. She just stood there with her back to Ichigo, not daring to do or say anything.
Thread: The Kiss of Moonlight (For Drum and Menarae)

It was a lovely summer night, the warm air sweet with the scent of the groomed, well-flowered garden. White gravel paths twisted through the three-acre garden, bordered by hundreds of silky, fragrant lilies and glossy greenery. A half-moon hung overhead, but the garden was better lit by strings of fairy lights and flickering torches. White-clad servers drifted between the groups of guests bearing silver trays of finger food. Two bartenders offered the cocktail chosen as the night's signature drink, as well as an assortment of high-end wines and beers. The music, heavy with songs by the likes of Sinatra and Manilow, kept many of the guests on the dance floor near the house. Long tables draped in white cloths and decorated in blue and silver held the items up for auction, including a spa package, a round of golf and dinner at the city's most expensive resort, and a weekend ski trip in the Rockies. They'd be auctioned off at midnight. Carlotta arrived around ten, well after the party had started, but the host was all too pleased to see her. This was one of the few events Carlotta regularly attended the annual fundraiser for police officers injured on the job. Carlotta greeted Edgar James, the host and owner of the home and magnificent garden, and spent a few minutes on idle chatter with him before excusing herself to mingle. She got herelf a glass of red wine and made a quick loop around the clusters of guests, speaking to those she knew. She smiled often, but it was a small, quiet, polite smile that barely touched her green eyes. Compared to some of the other women, she was dressed simply. Her sleek, black silk dress hit just above her knee, and she wore plain black leather heels. But the dress hugged her body just right, accentuating the soft curves of her hips, and dipped low in the front, revealing just enough of the pale bust beneath. At her throat she wore a gold chain with a gold ring on it. Her dark blonde hair was loose, framing her pale face with its bright green eyes, full lips, and strong jaw. Finally, Carlotta wandered toward the garden, following the familiar trails to a small pear tree and the marble bench at its base. Some kind of bright yellow lily flourished all around, its long, narrow green leaves bursting from the dark soil. In spite of all her time here, Carlotta had never bothered to learn flower names, aside from the most obvious ones. Somewhat of a shame, she thought, rubbing a petal between thumb and forefinger as she sat on the bench.
Thread: The Kiss of Moonlight (For Drum and Menarae)

Carlotta returned to the party shortly before midnight, her wine glass empty. After seeking out a fresh glass, she went in search of Edgar. Instead, she saw someone dressed in ridiculously out of date costume. And then she realized it was another vampire. Jealousy flared through her this was her city, had been for decades. But other vampires had to share. She knew it would happen eventually, another noble moving into her city. She just wasn't used to sharing. Curiosity quickly replaced jealousy. She hadn't seen a costume quite like his for a couple centuries. Was this one old enough to wear it while in vogue, or was he a youngling flaunting newfound immortality? Whatever he was, he was popular with the ladies in attendance. She joined a small group of women she'd known for a few years. They were all gossipping madly about the new arrival. Who is he? Carlotta asked cooly, sipping her wine. Viktor Krauss. He just showed up and charmed his way in. Interesting.
Thread: The Kiss of Moonlight (For Drum and Menarae)

He hadn't missed the return of the blonde vampiress, despite being across the room when she walked back from the gardens, but he discreetly kept his eyes focused just off of her. Sooner or later, she would certainly notice the ridiculously dressed newcomer and surely she'd be able to peg him for what he was. Unless, of course, she was fairly new to this life. Viktor could feel his characteristic curiosity tugging at his eyes, drawing him to look directly at her. It had taken him centuries to gain a modicum of patience, but he was well practiced now. He didn't need to stare at her to keep tabs on where her eyes lighted, though he couldn't resist moving slightly in the circle he was in so that his feigned interest in the current speaker also provided a better view of Carlotta. He didn't have to wait too long her eyes were evidently sharp enough. A look passed across her face so quickly that even he wasn't sure he'd seen it, but it had definitely not been a pleased look. Far from discouraging or worrying him, he'd weathered more than one spot of trouble with humans and vampires alike, the evident distaste only intrigued him further. Who was this creature? He'd never met her before, and he thought he knew most of the vampires, well the nobles at least, in all of the surrounding states. Perhaps more interestingly, why did she seemed annoyed by him? The effect was almost intolerable, and would only be abated by meeting her. He checked his watch, there were still a few minutes before the auction began. Pardon me, Mrs. Kinkade, but you said you have met this... Miss Carlotta is it? Would you be so kind as to introduce me to her? There is, I'm afraid, no vampire 'club' or 'association' you see, and it's always nice to meet a fellow crimson connoisseur, as I sometimes call my kind, he smiled with mock hunger and threat, making sure his fangs just came into view as his lips curled, and watched Mrs. Kinkade react with a blush at the reference to blood. A veiled sense of danger, he knew all too well, was exciting to anyone who enjoyed a comfortable lifestyle. Mrs. Kinkade was, of course, all to happy to make an introduction and latched onto Viktor's elbow to guide him across the room. Carlotta, there's someone you simply must meet, Mrs. Kinkade said, somewhat flustered, as she pulled Viktor into view. This is Viktor Krauss. He's a vampire like yourself, and he has been telling us the most interesting stories.
Thread: The Kiss of Moonlight (For Drum and Menarae)

Carlotta watched Mrs. Kinkade practically drag the new vampire over to her. She didn't know the Kinkades very well, mostly from brief interations at events such as this one. She resisted the urge to gulp down the rest of her wine to steel herself against the impending interaction. She dipped her head to Viktor and allowed a small smile, but her eyes narrowed a little. Carlotta DuCharne. A pleasure, Mr. Krauss. I didn't realize another noble had moved into the city. When did you arrive?
Thread: The Kiss of Moonlight (For Drum and Menarae)

Viktor smiled broadly and bowed his head with a formality from another era in response to her terse body language. Ah, the pleasure is all mine Miss DuCharne, he said pleasantly, deciding with some amusement that that was probably an all too true statement at the moment. I arrived quite recently, actually, though I've lived nearby in Massachusetts for several months. This is a coming out event of sorts for me. I've always found it surprising that this city seems so devoid of nobles, myself. Though clearly it's not completely without the pleasant grace of an immortal and an incredibly graceful beauty of an immortal at that, if you don't mind my saying so, he finished, flashing a smile that was almost a challenge.
Thread: The Kiss of Moonlight (For Drum and Menarae)

Carlotta held her wineglass lightly between her fingertips. She crossed her other arm over her abdomen and hooked her fingers into the crook of the opposite elbow. Her eyes glittered with amusement. You flatter, Mr. Krauss, but you know how light affects our kind as well as I do, she purred, pausing to sip her wine. In truth, I've always been...territorial. I moved from Georgia because there were too many nobles, and I've never turned anyone. A few have come to visit, but none have been tempted to stay. She gave his suit a long once-over. I must say, your manner of dress is...interesting.
Thread: The Kiss of Moonlight (For Drum and Menarae)

He laughed politely at her comment about light, waiting until she'd finished to respond to it, Truly, we're all blessed that Mr. James didn't choose to hold this benefit as a beach party, or you and I would make quite a different impression. His smile broadened, and in contrast to hers, absolutely filled his blue eyes. For the moment, he avoided commenting on her less than subtle turf protecting. This was truly an unexpected surprise. She seemed to be an irresistible challenge, and he hadn't had this much fun in more than a year, despite his active lifestyle. He made a show of turning around for her and the rest of those in the circle saying, Do you like it? Would you believe that I actually danced with Jane Austen once while wearing it? She was a charming woman, though I think she was less than approving of my reputation. I, of course, won't comment on whether or not her view of me was accurate. One of the younger, and possibly more tipsy, of the women in their circle giggled at this comment.
Thread: The Kiss of Moonlight (For Drum and Menarae)

Edgar is a very dear friend of mine. He would never hold this benefit during the day. Another sip of her wine. Her gaze flicked away from Viktor, wandering slowly over the guests. They were readying themselves for the auction, which would begin any minute now. A beach party wouldn't be very classy, either, chirped one of the other women. Agreed, Carlotta purred. Jane Austen, really? I've read one of her novels. Pleasant thing, overall, but not much to my liking. She turned back to Viktor finally. So, Mr. Krauss, are you a supporter of our men and women in blue, or are you just here to network?
Thread: The Kiss of Moonlight (For Drum and Menarae)

She was most definitely a tough nut to crack. She wasn't even allowing him to kid her a little, and she certainly wasn't going to be impressed. She had even managed to impugn his motives and she'd said only a few sentences. Viktor, on the other hand, was far less discouraged than she probably intended him to be. But of course, Miss DuCharne, he began, careful to keep any sense of being affronted out of his tone. He continued, keeping his Moice light, my apparent impression on you to the contrary, my skin is not actually made of veneer. Still, should I deprive myself of the opportunity to gain a few new friends in the process of supporting New York's finest? Viktor watched with disinterest as they brought out the first item for bid. He had every intention of making a sizable and, truthfully, a hopefully memorable donation tonight, but he was quite indifferent as to the nature of the item he purchased in the process. His plan had been to simply wait for an item that wasn't getting many bids and then make a sizable raise in the current bid, but another idea was occurring to him, as Carlotta was surely going to bid on something. Why not kill two birds with one stone?
Thread: The Kiss of Moonlight (For Drum and Menarae)

Carlotta excused herself to refresh her wine. But once she hadn, she didn't return to the group of women with Viktor. Instead she sought out the police commissioner. Commissioner Owen, she purred, giving her first genuine smile of the evening. She worked closely with the commissioner, and he was one of a very few people she liked and respected. Carlotta, always a pleasure to see you, dear. He kissed the back of her hand. Commissioner Owen was the type of man to greet women he knew well with a kiss on the cheek, but he was never comfortable with allowing Carlotta so close to his throat. Will you be coming by the big building tomorrow? Another execution? He nodded slowly. Later in the week, yes. Come by around three so we can work out the details. Of course. He paused, watching the first item sell. Then he added, The new one hasn't been by looking for work. I wasn't worried. She'd been working with the police for far too long to be threatened by a newcomer. They turned their attention to the auction. The spa package was up, and the current bid was 400. Carlotta raised her hand, calling, 600.
Thread: The Kiss of Moonlight (For Drum and Menarae)

He watched her walk away, and had to restrain himself from following her. He wasn't exactly sure why she was so alluring. Could it be as simple as the fact that she was a challenge? Well, she was lovely, he had to admit, but he'd been around a number of unattached and interested noble women of late and hadn't been tempted for more than some temporary amusement in quite some time. He returned his attention to the other women around him, but didn't lose sight of Carlotta as she moved off in another direction. He recognized the man she greeted as the Chief of Police that he'd met earlier. The two seemed to know one another quite well. That was an interesting fact. He was so engrossed in observing her while carrying on a meaningless whispered conversation that he lost track of the action near the auction table. He saw Carlotta raise her hand and call for 600. He turned abruptly and with a smile and his eyes deliberately trained only on the auctioneer called out, One thousand, if you please.