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Thread: Bloodthirsty

The car pulled away, and Istillo chuckled. You're cute. He bent, scooping the boy up. I suppose I must though. Can't have you catching a cold. You'd die much to fast. He laughed, striding up the stairs and over the threshold, into the opulent foyer. Welcome to your new home. He whispered. A high vaulted ceiling with several chandeliers. A large fireplace with many interspersed couches and lounges to their left, window panes overlooking the lit gardens. To their right a piano and a swinging door where a human had just exited, carrying a gilded serving tray of champagne glasses- filled with what looked to be a dark red wine. Straight before him loomed a grand staircase it's marble steps leading up and away to both wings of the estate. Marble statues of naiads, frozen in mid-song guarding the start of it's bannisters. All much too lavish for Istillo's taste. Then again, he never really had taste... All eyes turned to them, all chatter stilling. The air was deathly still. Behind him, guards closed the doors, locking out the wind. Istillo! Came the lilting croon. The man's brows knotted, a low groan in his throat. What's this now? Another skilled one for the servants? Or a meal? The ethereal woman gilded over to them as talk returned, a glass of red liquid held in her elegant fingers, and her eyes fixated on the boy. Neither, Selena. He grunted, continuing his path towards the staircase. Mhm. Stay and share, won't you? Her bell-like laughter would enchant any mortal. Fortunately, he had no mortal blood. I could smell him from across the room, her graceful hand reached past him to grasp for the boy, I just want a tas- In a flash, a hand was wrapped around her neck. Switching the boy to one hand on the other side of his body, he growled. Her eyes went wide, dropping her glass and clawing at his fingers as they tightened, He's not normal rabble. My orders are to keep him intact. The man's dark tone was polite, but vehemently guttural. A sharp cracking sound came from beneath his fingers, the crowd falling silent again, looking up to watch them. You know I kill those who delay my duties. The woman's blood seeped past her teeth, but she didn't bare them. He released her. Keep your claws out of things that don't belong to you, lovely Selena. Istillo murmured with a smirk before turning, righting the boy in his arms, and carrying him up the stairs and to the left. Behind them an angry, hoarse female voice shrieked at a servant to clean up her spilt drink and bring her another. They walked down a series of corridors in silence. Irritated, Istillo set the boy down outside of a heavy oak door, unlocking it, and then pushed him inside. Russet eyes regarded the shivering boy, clothes have been sent for. They will arrive soon. He pulled a chair from the writing desk, picking it up, for now, if you are cold you may try to find what warmth you can under those sheets. He pointed to his bed, unoccupied during the night hours. The man took a seat on the carved chair near the door, keeping watch over his charge and waiting for the polite knock that would come with the boy's garments. He held out his hand, now, may I have my jacket?
Thread: Bloodthirsty

A deep blush came to his face when he was told that he was cute, only adding to flush that had appeared from being outside in the cold. It was strange, he had always wanted to hear that from a male but coming from this vampire it seemed more likely that he would be eaten than develop a romantic air between them. As he was carried into the grand house he couldn't help but look at everything around him, thinking it was all just so beautiful. His eyes managed to make him believe that all the man was carrying was wine, unable to believe that someone had willingly given the blood, and refusing to believe it was taken. Will hadn't completely realized that it had grown silent until he heard the voice. It was beautiful, harmonious, and yet something about it wasn't right. He hung onto every word but when he actually listened to the words it was less than comforting. It felt like watching something in slow motion, when they froze the movie to show more detail during the fight scenes, watching the arm dart out and a hand enclosing around the woman's neck when she had reached for him. His heart was pounding as he watched, his eyes huge. It was scary being around creatures who survived on people like you to live, especially when you couldn't fight them off. Will suddenly lost the beauty in the things around him, finding that this place was much less than desirable but was glad that, Istillo she had said, had been there to protect him, even if he didn't want to. He blushed again when the other asked him for his jacket, forgetting that he had had it, and wondering why he had gotten it in the first place. Oh. Yes, thank you it came off his smaller frame easily and he handed it up to the male, not wanting to run into the bed but he surely didn't take his time, wrapping himself in the sheets and blankets, all the way up to his chin. After a few minutes his shivering slowed and finally stopped, watching the man from across the room. You know, you could have just let me dressed at home and we wouldn't be in this situation he said, the calm speaking denying the way he actually felt. He believed that he would die here, but also refused to show them fear if he could help it, that would only get him killed faster. Can you really smell my blood from that far away? he asked the other, fearful that even if he was there, if he wasn't being guarded and someone got a little too hungry, he might not make it for someone to find him. Also, if they could smell him he couldn't escape without them knowing exactly where he was at. His hair was tousled lightly, looking as if he had just woken from sleep, wondering where he would be taken once he was clothed. Maybe he would find out why he had been brought here, since he wasn't to be a servant or a meal, at least that was what Istillo had told the woman.
Thread: Bloodthirsty

Istillo lent back in the chair, draping his jacket over the armrest and regarded the huddled boy with a steely gaze, I could have done many things, he remarked, indifferent. Be thankful you are in this situation at all. Istillo glanced down at his watch. Where is that vexing- Istillo looked up at the boy, quirking a brow. A hint of a smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, as if he found the question to be particularly funny. As you've realized, I am not entirely human. He grunted brusquely. He'd already shown the boy his fangs, and Selena had made it fairly clear as to what they were. We can smell blood, yes. He held the boy's gaze for a moment. But your blood is particularly poignant He paused, chuckling slightly, though it seemed forced. And It doesn't help that you absolutely reek of innocence. A light knock on the door. He looked away from the boy with a sigh, Enter. The handle turned, and it opened, revealing a thin young-looking man carrying a bundle, Captain, the stranger acknowledged Istillo as he shut the door, bowing his head respectfully. Istillo grunted. The man's red eyes searched the room, until they alighted on the mussed blonde hair amidst the sheets on the bed, Will! He called, delighted. Then his face fell. Istillo... He turned on the sitting man, red eyes flashing and voice darkening. Did you-? What? No! The bronze-haired man growled out at the confrontation of his redheaded counterpart. He was cold! The redhead was not convinced, I explicitly said not to touch him. He said- Istillo's fury cut him off, the larger man leaning forward and dropping his tone. I know what he said! Do you think me as daft as yourself? I know everything Amador says. I'm his right-hand! The bigger man was fuming, eyes locked on the thinner of the two as he tried not to crush the armrests in his grasp. The man simply shrugged, turning away from the hot-blooded captain, Well, if you say s- I do. Red eyes looked down, unamused. I'll have a look for myself. He sniffed, infuriating the captian further. The newcomer turned to the boy in the sheets, offering out a hand and as non-threatening a smile as he could, Come, Will. Let me see you. He gestured for the boy to come forward from the sheets, don't be afraid, I'll protect you from him. A snarl of annoyance came from the chair behind him. The man grinned.
Thread: Bloodthirsty

Will had found his body had relaxed the longer that he was around the man, which concerned him. He didn't want to be comfortable here or around him. He shouldn't be comfortable, he had no idea what he wanted or why he was there but his lack of interest made him feel, safer, for some reason. The knock made him tense appropriately, watching as another red eyed male came into the room. He felt as if his eyes were as big as plates when he was spoken to as if he were a close friend. The mortal glanced back to Istillo, wondering if this was the one who was supposed to be bringing him clothes. Will felt bad for the little red-haired male, Istillo was a frightening when he wasn't happy, as he found out, though it didn't seem to faze him in the slightest. There was no greater difference in character than that of Istillo and this new man. Where Istillo was quiet and reserved he was bubbly and talkative, and Will could find himself responding positively to him. A slow smile crept onto his face as he came near, pleased that he could so easily get Istillo mad and then brush off the encounter like it was nothing. He didn't do anything. I was freezing because he took me when I was completely asleep and didn't bring any of my clothes or anything he said, only teasing the male, looking at him with a shy grin. Do you have clothes? 'Cause I'm not climbing out of this warm bed for a freezing room unless you've got something warm for me to wear. I guess it's just me but I don't get how you guys don't freeze to death mumbling the last sentence but climbing out of the bed reluctantly, his body shocked yet again from the cold. The hair on his arms and legs stood on end, and his nipples hardened, getting closer to the red head, seeing as he was trying to be more friendly than his previous companion. How do you guys know my name? he asked, arms wrapping around his chest, suddenly self conscious of his lack of clothing and size compared to the others. He had never been tall by any stretch of the imagination, but the men in the room towered over him. His blue eyes searched the others face, realizing his was handsome, though not as much as Istillo. He remembered the woman being beautiful as well, as far as women went at least. If they were vampires, then that would be two things Stephanie Meyer got right blood red eyes, and handsome men, though he had to admit that the men in front of him blew 'Edward' out of the water. While the thought was stuck in his mind he blushed a little and asked them you guys don't sparkle in the sunlight do you? A little ashamed he even asked it, but for all those out there who hated Twilight, he had to solidify their reasoning.
Thread: Bloodthirsty

Didn't bring any of your- The red head turned back with a hmph, glaring at Istillo. You brought him here naked ? The captain merely groaned, bringing a hand that rested on one of the chair's arms to his face. He'd have more than a headache with the two of them, he was sure of it. The smaller vampire catching sight of Will sliding out from under the sheets stopped his death-glare to look back and smile. Oh good. So he wasn't completely naked. Red eyes swept over the pale youth's torso, pleased when he found no bruising. The boy stopped before him, piping up. Know your-? Red eyes softened with sadness, a sort of pout working it's way strangely onto the sharply angled face. Don't you recognize me Will? The man sniffed. Of course he doesn't you idiot. You were swathed in clothing. Istillo growled from his chair, not at all amused with all the talking and no doing. He had a set deadline after all. The redhead took no heed, still looking sulkily at the boy. I followed you all day, even sat across from your lunch table for that bloodless meal... James, will you shut up and get on with it? He's waiting. The thinner vampire bristled. My job here is a lot more important than your fetish of always being early, so deal. He spat back, the last part of the sentence soundly strangely modern in his formal way of speaking. James coughed discreetly into his fist, turning back to Will as if brushing off an annoying insect. Behind him there was a cracking sound of wood being broken. Will, I am the one who found you. He said smiling, as he placed the bundle down on a nearby bureau. All the research, everything... He unpacked his things, looking back over to Will. You're special, that's why we need you. Picking up the folded clothes, he stopped to blink when the boy asked about sparkling. James burst out laughing. Istillo remained stony silent, staring, confused, as his eyes flicked between the two slightly disturbed. Oh, haha... No, no we just.. I guess you could say we burn, James finally replied. The captain shook his head, deciding not to ask. It would take too much time. Now Will, please take off your... clothes... and put these on. The red haired vampire offered up the garment- a thin, white cotton shirt and soft linen pants. He turned away respectfully, not wanting to make the boy uncomfortable, and readied the instruments he brought with him. Istillo's gaze didn't waver, choosing to make sure the boy did as he was told, You're a servant now. You aren't allowed your own clothing, only what you are given. The remark was cold and blunt. James scowled but didn't say anything. Will, I'm a doctor. I'll need to give you a simple check-up, nothing strange. James waited, hearing the rustling of clothes behind him. Tell me when you are dressed... And if you have any other questions. Don't be afraid. Istillo huffed out a short laugh, the doctor shooting him a sharp glare in return, to which the Captain only shrugged.
Thread: Bloodthirsty

Will looked up at the other, not remembering him in the slightest but Istillo's comment was rude. He did seem to be in a hurry though, and he was glad for the red head who was giving him time and being extremely nice. He wasn't a fan of the man watching him but he didn't say anything, turning away from him, though he didn't think about the fact that he was completely exposing his ass to him, as he slid the underwear off and pulled the light pants on, feeling awfully, open. Okay he said softly, thinking that if he was going to give him a check up it would be easier without the shirt on, and having the pants already started warming him up. He smiled as the other came closer, speaking softly you know, I think I might have seen you that day. Although I remember it being eerie and weird he told him, teasing him a little. He licked his lips, thinking of the crushing sound of the wood in Istillo's grip. It sent a chill through his body, thinking of him being able to crush his skull easily. I'm not special. I'm not even the smartest one at school. I'm really not anything spectacular, especially for you to go through all this trouble to get me here. Though I thought that one man was going to crush my ribs if Istillo hadn't said something to him he said, shivering a little. It was cold in the room, and the house for that matter. It was crazy, even if they didn't feel anything, they still had humans there that felt the cold. He wished they had brought him a little bit more to wear, but he was pleased that they were warm. The cold fingers of the other touching him didn't help either. So who is this guy you keep talking about that Istillo gets really defensive about? he said softly, clearly speaking only to James. When the man had finished he thanked him softly and kissed him on the cheek softly, his lips barely even brushing his skin before he turned and pulled the white shirt over his head. He started feeling a lot warmer, sighing audibly as he looked at the two men. A sense of dread began to fill him, knowing that everything that was standing in between him and the reason he was here was slowly fading, leaving him face to face with it and it scared him to death. His eyes looked even larger with how pale he had grown, looking lost in his thoughts as his mind wandered to think about everything that was changing forever, things that he would never get to do now that he was a 'servant' to a group of hungry vampires.
Thread: Bloodthirsty

The shadow watched the boy eat, not moving from his position on the terrance. It was fascinating, a mortal eating. He caught the way the boy unfurled himself, the hesitation with which he stepped down onto the marble. Ah. The human was cold. He nodded when the boy asked to look out over the estate, stepping out of his way. Red eyes framed by black lashes perused the boy's smaller figure, gliding over the back of the boy's neck where golden strands brushed, to the comely waist and round-... The boy turned around, retreating back inside. The vampire followed after him, turning to shut the glass-paneled doors and lock out the night air. He drew the tassels that held the curtains on either side of the doors as the boy mumbled, watching them fall into place, blocking out the moonlight and dimming the room further. He turned. Call me Amador. The Lord spoke, smoothy taking a seat in one of the table's high-backed chairs. He laced his fingers, searching the boy's face. He was now in full view. Sharp, strong features on a pale regal face, hair black as a raven's. A youthful visage, perhaps of one in their mid-twenties, yet with an air of someone who had seen far too many years. Deep red eyes burned into the boy. A smile tugged slightly at the curve of the man's lips, You are not out of line, Child. It is a fair question. A hand reached out leisurely to grasp the small package on the table, unwrapping the brown paper. When he had, he glanced over the contents, lifting a short letter, his narrowed eyes flicking over the cursive. The Lord's lips settled into a hard line, before returning the note. Setting the contents within his jacket pocket, his eyes rose back to the boy's. Amador re-laced his fingers, eyes raking over the boy's face. Despite the dim lighting, he did not fail to catch the burning cheeks. A vampire's senses were heightened far more than a human's. Before I give you an answer William, I have a question of my own. His eyes traveled over the boy's face, Why do you blush? For all he knew, he had done nothing to the boy to garner such a response. A human action that intrigued him. There was no embarrassing factors within the room. Therefore, the answer must reside somewhere within the human's mind. A stray thought perhaps? Churning eyes regarded the boy, their curiosity piqued.
Thread: Bloodthirsty

Every move he made was graceful and confident, though it didn't seem that he made any special effort. His eyes looked over the other now that he was in the light. Age wise he looked younger than Istillo, but he seemed aged, finely aged, like cheese. He was a little ashamed that that was the only comparison that he could make to this powerful, centuries old vampire. He stiffened slightly when the hand reached out, a soft breath escaping him as he picked up the package. A whole new wave of blood rushed to his cheeks when he was called out. Hands covered his cheeks as if it would make it go away a thought. Of sleeping....In one of your men's arms he finished finally. He couldn't lie to him even though it was a little awkward, it felt disrespectful to not tell him the truth about something so minor. Thoughts couldn't be controlled, at least not in his mind. His hands finally left his face, wondering if that would make the other upset. Will wouldn't look the man directly into his eyes, but they did search the face, finding it beautiful. It was beautiful in a way a lion was, dominating the space with just the air around them, commanding attention and yet not calling it to themselves intentionally. James nor Istillo could have said anything about manners and he wouldn't have changed the way he acted in the least. It was only because the smell of night air didn't reach him that he noticed the closed doors, making his body temperature rise only slightly, still chilled in this cursed house. He licked his lips slightly and looked away from the male, grabbing a couple of grapes and putting one in his mouth, setting the others down on his plate. Will was waiting for the answer to why he was here after answering the uncomfortable question about why he was blushing. The boy expected more questions from the large male, seeing that it didn't seem that he knew much about human emotions, or things they did, and according to James he didn't plan on killing him for some reason, unknown to him. He eyed the fire several times, wondering if that was some ridiculous type of fire that didn't give off heat. Nothing would surprise him after what had gone on already. My mom's going to wake up and wait for me to get up, and I'm not going to be there. She's going to call the police and they'll come looking for me but they're not going to find me he said softly, unable to help himself. It was the first time he had allowed himself to think about his mother. He covered his face with his hands and tried to keep the tears in his eyes, shaking his head. What is she going to do? I don't have a brother or a sister and my dad is dead. She's going to kill herself over this he said, biting his bottom lip again, apparently a nervous habit he had recently developed.
Thread: Monsters Lurk

A girl strode down the hall, her leather boots clicking on the cobblestone castle floors. Her long blonde hair flowed freely behind her- she was dressed suited for adventuring, as it was her favorite activity. As she approached the exit, one of the guards called out to her. Princess, be careful! It's mating season for the monsters they get much stronger this time of year! Nia rolled her eyes, and gestured to the longbow strapped to her back. I'll be fine! she called lamely, not particularly listening. Nia waded through the tall grasses, a smirk on her face. Finally, her escape. The castle was far behind her, and she had no intention of return. She was avoiding main roads to avoid being found, even though the forests were suspected of having monsters. Naively, she continued on, the forest becoming increasingly thick and dark. Hearing the sound of a river, she approached a quiet brook, where she sat down, taking off her leather boots and rolling up her pants, letting her legs dangle in the water. The girl was unaware of the creature that lurked, watching her closely from within the brush. Monster fuck please. First come first serve.
Thread: New and Looking, Searching for both Males and Females

I think I'd be interested in a short term smut role-play. I'm interested student x teacher, siblings, cousins, or popular guy x school slut. My number one kink is breast expansion, but not many women are interested in that sort of thing, so we can do a role-play without it if you wish. My other kinks I like multiple women on me, I like to cum a lot, I liked to be forced be the submissive. I prefer to play a guy, but I'll do f x f too.
Thread: Desperate for roleplay!

I'd be interested in the studentstudent plot if you're still looking.
Thread: Desperate for roleplay!

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Thread: Desperate for roleplay!

Hey, like another partner for the studentstudent?
Thread: Desperate for roleplay!

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Thread: The freaky things of Nature

Read this article. I never knew males had so much variety to them... Dang. Some of those male appendages sound outright scary s Yet they're all very interesting if taken out of context and placed on a human. I found myself laughing at some imagined scenarios. And cringing at others. Like that dagger-pirate one. But some sounded interesting. Can you imagine if a man's appendage just disconnected and wormed its way to an unsuspecting girl? XD Sounds like a strange hentai scene.
Thread: The freaky things of Nature

ha! Swiveling penises... if only. This was interesting, thanks for sharing!