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 Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 12:04 pm
This dorm belongs to:
Daiesthai and Grief and Javier.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 10:38 pm
Grief was troubled.
A massive, tall, elegant man tromped solemnly inside of a rather lavish, darkly hued room with suspicious orbs, stopping to calmly look over the large intimidating walls. Glowing serpentine eyes scanned quickly over the black and silvery curtains, every shadow and corner.. so this was to be his new home.
Compared to what he had been seeing throughout this academy's wispy and long hallways, the students here didn't seem too frightening or powerful. Of course, that was ignorant of him to think considering he had yet to really meet any of them, but humans were all the same: once you got them figured out from first glance, the weaklings were seperated from the experienced.
Uncrinkling a small piece of parchment tucked away in the demon's long coat, the "princely" magician's rapier jingled daintily as he read the two words written in pitch black ink:
"Lady Daiesthai & Lord Grief"
Repeating what he had processed before him, the Incubus chuckled at the proper way he had written the words. He couldnt seem to break the old habit of using proper honorifics, but still, who was this woman? Daiesthai? From what he had been told, this "Lady" was a prominent figure very gifted in her abilities, and this thought sent a violent surge of shivers throughout the dashing man's body. Perhaps she would be a gorgeous woman... Perhaps a complete visage of loveliness..
Dreamily staring off, a long lanky gloved finger twirled and played with his angeled chin as warm thoughts of a powerful, voluptuous, long haired, overzealously beautiful woman was swirling in his mind. Daiesthai... Daiesthai... When would he be able to be graced with such a enigma's prescence? They WERE to be room mates after all, and it was only right considering they were paired together for a reason...
Crinkled the small reminder note and throwing it over his head with a simple "psh!", the titan-like demon crashed down on a nearby bed, taking in the silken sheets with great joy. Looks like the headmaster here wasnt a complete schlub when accomidating students...
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 1:33 pm
 Daiesthai made her way slowly down the halls, treading lightly and making herself unseen whenever she heard others approaching. She didn't care for surprises and she didn't know anything about any of the other students. Until she did, she would rather not meet them. Spying on them, however, was a pure joy.
Dai paused and listened to conversations whenever she could, talking in any information that could prove to be useful later. She liked spying not only because it gave her valuable information, but because it was a complete violation of other's private space. She found it to be morbidly delightful.
When at last Dai could find no other distractions, she headed towards her room. Pausing in front of the shiny number 18 on her door, he ran her finger over it, tracing it's outline. She hadn't yet been in the room and she was taking time to wonder what it would look like and if anyone else would be inside. She hoped not. Not now, and not ever. She couldn't imagine sharing a room with someone, and she didn't even want to think about it.
After several long moments of thought, she finally reached down and took the door knob in her hand, twisting it slowly. The knob turned and the door opened silently. She liked that, it made it easier for her to come and go unnoticed. She pushed the door open fully, and took in the room, looking it over as completely as possible before entering.
She was just about to take a step into a room, when she noticed a large form in one of the beds. She froze. Oh, wonderful, she thought to herself, I've already been thrown in with someone.
She very seriously considered leaving. She came close to walking out, but changed her mind. Sighing loudly, she stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. She leaned back against it and stood stone still, watching carefully. Her hand moved instinctively to her pocket, fingering one of her daggers. She watched and waited, not wanting to move or speak until she'd assessed the situation.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 2:04 pm
A long, whispy, elegant black tail swished around carelessly as the massive gentleman of a demon was staring up at the ceiling, hands cupping the back of his head. He was comfortable... for once in his life. However, this would soon be interrupted by the shadowy visage of a woman sneaking up towards him..
Gruffly snorting and leaning up, lanky back now curved whimsically, the handsome Incubus smiled sarcastically to himself with a smug look. Not quite what he was expecting... a lean, sly looking woman of the Dark Elves.. but honestly, he wasnt about to judge such a v i x e n simply because of her race. He was still taken aback by her skillful and rather humorous stance she had, seeming almost scared with the tense, withered look in her intoxicating eyes, but to ruin the sullen air the dashing and massive man stood up, towering over the girl with i n t e n s e wolven eyes.
"Mmmm... Now now, Lady Daiesthai I presume..?
..No need to be so violent, you know..."
Stepping gracefully over to her position, long stoic cape lightly swishing behind him, the capricorn horned demon smiled weakly and placed a large gloved hand over and lifted the readied hand of hers, cupping it in his large paw. Now, why would they have to be enemies so early on..? They were each powerful, strong aura masters of magic, and it hadnt even crossed his mind to try and pick a fight with her... he was just testing her, to see how she'd react to bit of classic Incubi moves... but, the gump of that could wait. <3
Letting her hand slide gracefully out of his gloved palm, the shiny rapier hilted at his side jingled lightly as his strapped boots began to make their way back to the inner recesses of the dorm room, light, inaudible chuckles coming from him. Truly, Grief was still at peace. If this dark little vixen decided to attack him... so be it. But, to attack a T I T A N like, long horned (which symbolized status amongst the incubi race) handsome figure was a VERY foolish move.
"I suppose you dislike having another in your quarters, but really now...
Thats not the best way to be greeting your new roommate..."
Grabbing a small teacup filled with a steamy liquid, the mysterious man smiled and sipped once, quickly calculating thoughts swirling through his mind.
With a foolish child walking in here, surely the demon would not have felt so casual and calm, but she was different.
Oh yes...
Very different...
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 2:48 pm
Daiesthai didn't care in the least for the man towering over her, but she didn't have a lot of choice. His large frame filled all the space in front of her, and she rather doubted that he'd let her move to one of the sides even if she tried. It was generally difficult to make Dai feel uncomfortable, but she wasn't used to being this close to others, especially someone so massive. She forced her eyes upward to stare him in the face. She found the only good use for eye contact to be for intimidation, which she doubted would be of any use in this case, but she was hoping to show that in the very least she wasn't afraid.
"Yes, that is I," she said carefully. She had no idea who he was, or why he knew her name, but she wasn't concerned with that right now. "Violent?" she asked, head cocked to the side, genuinely confused, "What do you mean?"
Her body was stiff and tense as he took her hand. She waited and watched, breath caught in her chest. She knew it was quite obvious now that she was uncomfortable. She wanted to pull her hand back, but didn't dare. As he released her hand, she let it slide back to her side, and released a small puff of air in relief. She had thought that he was going to kiss it, and was immeasurably glad that he hadn't.
Dai watched carefully as he walked away, wondering what he was planning next. She was sure that the demon was toying with her, and it brought her very close to anger. She choked down the emotion, and tried to make the best of the situation.
She pushed herself up from her leaning position and stepped very carefully over to the chair next to the bed that the man had been lying in earlier, her every movement carefully calculated. She'd nearly lost control of the situation, and she just couldn't have that. She pulled off her hat and coat, dropping them both on the end of his bed. The hat made it hard for her to see inside, and with the coat her darkly tanned skin was becoming too warm. She sat down in the chair, crossing her legs, and looking down at her arms. The once prominent markings on her skin were barely visible now.
The time Dai had taken to make herself comfortable was also to compose herself. With her emotions back to normal and the initial shock of the demon worn off, she was feeling much better. "My quarters?" she mused, her voice now a soft purr, "What a gentleman." The last word was slightly stressed, sounding almost like a challenge. She wasn't sure that your typical human would notice, but he was anything but human. She folded her hands on her knees and sat back, waiting for his next move.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 3:20 pm
"My my, so very fiery..."
Still holding that enigmatic smirk, the massive and dashing demon with the long, wistful neck set down his small white cup and its saucer on the nearby table, walking over to the same edge of the bed he was lounged out on before, leaning his weight on one elbow as it sat propped up on his knee. For the first one or two minutes, Grief could only smile and examine the shaded elf from head to toe, looking almost as if he was about to laugh at her with such a bizarre grin.. But of course, he was planning on doing nothing of the sort...
Finally situating himself back up faced in her direction, the light rays of the dimmed source above them played and twirled on every reflection and shade of the intimidating and tall man's leather armor, which accented his figure to a point unheard of. Still... Still he felt perfectly in sync with himself with this one.
Standing back up with a sarcastic, playful sigh, the Incubus walked closer to the girl and pointed her chin up at him, locking eyes for a brief moment as his thin face was now perfectly stern. Did she w a n t to see a ll of him? That challenging flare at the end of the What a Gentleman made him simply want to lick his lips at her, and just take all of her life energy for being so... so... f i e s t y. He would have fun with this dame, and it was only a m a t t e r of time before she would fall head over heels for him... Isnt that how all the women would drop dead? Still, that unnerving feeling of uncertainty floated around him like a black cloud. She was so... different...
Pulling her up dangerously close, a peering almost DEGRADING deep demonic eye gave her a curious look, running his gloved fingers around her painted cheeks in a very c r e e p y manner. He wouldnt KISS her... well not so early on, anyway.
"...Hmm... Y o u r n o t bad on the e y e s, D a i..."
He had a strange and masculine force about him, but still, his deep, soft voice was accompanied by a completely emotionless face. A stoic frown was on his muzzle, like a puppeteer getting acquainted with a shiny new toy, looking at every edge and feature with great detail. He was breathing warmly over her face, finally a small, impish grin appearing.
"...My name is G r i e f.
Hopefully it shouldnt be too difficult to remember, my dear.."
He smugly laughed, a strange sinister aura around him now.
..I like a challenge.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 3:46 pm
Daiesthai felt utterly baffled as the man stared at her with the oddest look on his face. Is he insane? she wondered. She dropped her hands to her sides and sat back in the chair somewhat casually, quickly losing interest. He'd clearly lost it or something. Assuming that the game was over, she relaxed somewhat, letting her guard down.
Big mistake.
She wasn't sure if he'd been waiting for her to relax, or if he was just savoring the moment, but the second she'd taken her eyes off him, he was on her, grabbing at her face. Instantly she assumed that he was attacking her, and made to claw and bite at him, but before she could even move, her eyes were locked with his. She could read his eyes and clearly saw his intentions. In one quick moment of realization, it came to her, he must be an incubus.
She smiled now, pointed teeth not unlike a vampire's peeking out of the edges of her well made lips. Her teeth were mere inches from his hand and she was certain that they could do it some serious damage. Dai stood up, moving her body dangerously close to his. She could feel the warmth from him, and was certain that he could feel her warmth as well. She raised her hand to his, placing it over the top. Her long, claw-like nails easily visible. "Then you wouldn't mind if I bit you?" she asked, her voice full and deep and nearly a growl. The words sounded like a threat, but the way she said it sounded like a mild taunt at best, and she was unsure how he would take it.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 4:22 pm
Pinned now against the nearby wall, the capricorn horned man laughed in a sinister manner and placed one of his fingers carefully on her dark lips, stroking them delicately, eyes flaring with anticipation. How quickly this mere woman was to play her cards... Grief's h u n g e r was growing, and soon he would make his move...
Elegantly licking his glossy pale lips, the incubi's soft navy hair was resting by the girl's face, his body suddenly growing a bone-chilling temperature. His warmth was so strong before... now, the only warm body was the elven woman who seemed to be so in control of him, pressed dangerously close to him. Grief could only smile... smile as he placed his one loose hand behind her head, overpowering the girl with great force by holding her head back and swooping in for a very h e a t e d kiss.
Savoring the force he had over her physically weak body, Grief's breath was still warm and tingling, and very sweet smelling pouring into the girl's mouth as his face was still smug and arrogant looking, matching perfectly the look that was on her OWN muzzle just moments before. The long nailed, black gloved hand was stroking her dark hair now pleased, twirling it about his fingers as he still maintained a solid grip on her. D e l i c i o u s she was...
Grief could feel the energy pouring into his veins, the sweet, savory delicacy that his race needed to survive. This girl was overflowing with it apart in her softened lips, her fangs being lightly licked and almost polished by the Incubi's slithering, deeply warm tounge... and only with g r e a t time would she give up. This, posed a problem for the dashing demon as he slowly parted from the sudden, leeching, yet enjoyable kiss, soft chill still apart of his flesh. He needed her in his clutches... he was determined now. So quickly could a sultry minx charm her predator..
Bending down to her dark hued face, the man's own fangs began to show as his mouth parted for a womanizing whisper in her long, pierced ears:
"Mmmm... Now why would I s t o p y o u?..."
FINALLY letting go, the deep, rumbling voiced overlord left his neck exposed, smiling, taunting her right back. He was full of energy already... if this lovely dame decided to attack him, he could easily take it. His shadow was still laying over every inch and curve of her body, and as he had just displayed... he was more physically s t r o n g by a major degree.
--G o r i g h t a h e a d, my d e a r--
The words echoed throughout his swift and calculating mind, still smelling her and caressing her flesh with a satisfied smirk. She smelled strangely good... perhaps she could win this little game they were locked into simply through charm..
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 5:10 pm
Daiesthai froze at she felt the finger on her lips. It was clearly a taunt, wasn't it? So close it was to her teeth, her sharp, powerful teeth. With so little protection on his fingers she could easily bite one off. Surely he knew it.
As his body became icy, she was puzzled. She'd read a little about incubi, but not much, and she'd never actually met one before. Was this normal? It couldn't be. Clearly it was another trick, or possibly even an attack. Dai's mind began to race with all possible reasons for this coldness and a solution to her ever growing problem, when she felt a hand on the back of her head. Now it was too late.
She struggled with all her strength to pull her head back, away from Grief's face. Using all of her might, she still had no effect on him. He pulled her in as if she were a lifeless doll. She put her hands, one on his upper arm and the other on his shoulder, and pushed with all her might, barely having an effect on him. She managed to push his shoulder back slightly, but it made no difference and she wasn't sure he'd even noticed.
Panic, an emotion that she'd not known prior to this, began to well inside of her. As she felt his mouth on hers, all knowledge of magic and spells left her. She couldn't think straight and she began to shiver, but not from cold. Her body began to feel warmer, but the shaking was getting worse now and she was sure he could feel it too.
Dai had never been with a man before. Never hugged, kissed, held hands, so much as even touched one, save to end it's life. She'd actually seen very few also, being raised almost entirely by witches. The few she had seen had been very unimpressive, or toys for her amusement, mush as with everyone else. She hadn't been impressed with Grief either. He was just another life form so far as she was concerned. Then again, if that were true, he would have been dead long before this point. Maybe it was because he was an incubus...
Her mind was racing, thinking of everything and anything. She was in a panic, but it felt entirely different from the one she was having moments ago. She felt just on the verge of a breaking point when she heard the soft taunt whispered into her ear. She clutched her fists, digging her nails into his arms, eyes widening. She looked at his neck and did feel a slight desire to bite it, but not for the usual reasons. She parted her lips ever so slightly, when a sudden weakness overtook her body and she collapsed against him, now clinging to his shoulders. She felt her face turn a bright red, was she blushing? That would be a first.
She could feel his grip loosen and she wanted to run. But then he would win. She pulled herself back up, staring directly into his eyes. "You wouldn't want that," she said, forcing her voice not to crack, "My teeth are very sharp." She ran one fingernail over his exposed neck, pushing just hard enough to break the skin, but not hard enough to draw blood, "As I'm sure you know by now." She did her best to smirk, but it wasn't something she was used to. She felt it came across alright, or at least good enough.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 8:59 pm
Grief caressed the warm, dark skinned woman's thin, soothing soft flesh as she fell limply into his lengthy arms, a strong grip only tensing at the tips of her elegant, sharp nailed fingers. Placing one of his leather gloved paws on the back of the girl's head and stroking the silken locks, he smiled smugly as he saw the redness appear across her sullen, classic features, head buried into his large chest as she grabbed his shoulders for d e a r life before her. Was she frightened? Afraid to accept defeat? Or perhaps was it something e l s e?.. <3
The titan-like magician laughed quietly, audible enough for his little "nemesis" to hear, but still very hushed in the silence of the room. The air was tense, this akward, eating away scenario was tense, and thoughts were swirling like a torrential cascade through Grief's deep mind. For all the years he had spent down in h e l l... he had yet to find someone who would actually challenge his wits. The women were b o r i n g, dull, and easily broken in two... but there was something about this girl that would just NOT give up. It humored him yet made him joyful for once, seeing that he would be with this year such a complex, physically beautiful, l o v e l y creature... that wasnt too far from being e x a c t l y like him. Two spirits deeply entwined, equal in strength, mentally d u e l i n g one another and anticipating the opposing partner's moves..--! It was enough to drive a man w i l d.
Keeping his grip with his extremely long, masculine arms that completely wrapped around the frustrated yet normally powerful woman, the capricorn horned overlord's eyes were a very entrancing, tensed snake shade of night, like a sultry serpentine had just constricted around the girl's very soul... fighting your predator will n e v e r work. He was happy with himself. Perhaps from the refreshing feeling of savored e n e r g y that was gliding through his muscles from the sweet, extremely deep, enveloping kiss he had forced upon her. Perhaps from the still deep coldness and the lovely w a r m t h that was pushing on one another, clashing. There was something so very soothing about having another body defenseless in his arms... and yet, it was also so t e m p t i n g to corrupt i t...
Grinning with both of his long, handsome white fangs visible, the calm, silenced eyes were gentling up greatly at what was sitting in his arms.
Placing both hand's palms on each side of the woman's face, the massive and seducing creature of the night stared into her amethyst, almost glowy orbs: Would this lioness admit defeat? Would her eyes hit that ONE key, that one sign that he had won over her soul... and perhaps her heart? The chances were slim with this one... such a strategic, valuable mind... face turning back to be emotionless, he brushed the hair out of her face and prepared himself at the solemn yet slithering words coming from his little "minx"...
Why, this kitten still has her claws--!
In one futile, weakened burst of quick strength that was left in her, the woman that was reflected in his predator eye's dug her sharp claws into his skin, a s u d d e n, quick shot of pain moving through his upper body.
Moaning a long, deep and breathy "Angh..." at the small bit of skin that was ripped off by his "prey", the Incubi cringed and hit his head on the back of the wall, slithering down a bit from his usually powerful, unwavering stance. Yet still, his arms were around her, not moving one bit as he dragged her down with him.
Finally opening his orbs and using both of his hands still in the same position, he quickly wretched her face in to his, shooting another l u s t f u l glare into her eyes. Mumbling only a few words at the two sat completely e n v e l o p e d in one another, Grief opened his mouth for a soft, womanizing whisper once more, a whimsical and mysterious c a l m n e s s still in his voice...
"..The m o r e you s t r u g g l e with me, my s w e e t...--"
...His snakelike tounge was visible, and it wrapped around his clearly visible demonic fangs, licking them in hunger.
The temptation to claim h e r as H I S was beginning to become unbearable...
..But why on e a r t h would he even c a r e what this lovely girl was t o d o against him.. <3
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 9:34 pm
Daiesthai cringed slightly as the large man's laugh floated lightly down to her. It seemed awkward at this time and place, not what'd she'd expected at all. Was he preparing his next assault? Was he laughing at her?
She stared up at him, unable to do anything else. Her body had become limp and weak. Her legs felt like rubber and she could barely hold herself up. She was almost thankful for the man's arms around her, at least he wouldn't know that she couldn't stand. But at the same time, his large, powerful arms made her feel even smaller and more fragile, like she would shatter like glass if she fell to the floor.
The moan let out by the overpowering demon was too much. She always liked the sound of a person in pain, especially if she caused it, but the sound of pleasure mixed in with it.. she lost control.
Dai's knees finally fully gave out and she collapsed. Lucky for her, Grief was already falling, for what reason she wasn't sure. The exquisite sound he'd made was all she'd noticed. As he drug her down with him, she was sure that he hadn't noticed her moment of weakness.
As yet another taunt was issued to her, Dai regained herself and the moment of desire had passed. This was a game after all, and she simply had to win, especially if she was going to be stuck with this guy for a whole year.
Dai had already landed in an awkward position in the demon's lap, and she knew she wouldn't be getting away if he didn't want her to, so instead she got closer. All of the challenges she'd issued thus far had gone horribly wrong, but she'd already had the man's tongue in her mouth, so it couldn't get a lot worse. Or so she hoped.
Her left leg was already at his side, and she shifted the right so that she was straddling him. She was already nearly in this position, but she was sure that even this small movement would have some effect on him. "Then perhaps I should stop struggling?" she whispered, leaning over him, her lips nearly brushing his as she spoke. Her eyes were narrowed to slits, and she left her mouth slightly parted, breathing ever so lightly on his face.
Being in this position made her very uncomfortable, but she'd mastered her emotions and calmed her body. She was sure that he wouldn't be able to sense how tense she was. She was hoping that she wouldn't have just made matters worse for herself.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 10:09 pm
Eyes widening as the woman's heart had suddenly shifted, the Incubus looked on infatuated as she began sitting... right on top of his waist, elegantly straddling him with a small grin. Grief seemed to become intoxicated, like a dog being manipulated suddenly by it's master, the warm breath wafting sweetly over his lips... Had the tides changed already? W... What was she doing..?
Snake orbs sauntering down in a clouded manner, the handsome overlord brushed the hair out of D a i' s face and seemed to hover about her lips, nearly ready to completely t a k e her for his o w n, moaning a s o f t, whispering, l o n g i n g voice of being so seductively teased like this.
"Aghh..."
...Control old boy, control...
Both hands placed on her face, he stroked her silken painted cheeks entranced, intoxicated, seduced, and getting e d g y, breathy, heated voice slithering around her own, a severe tingling flowing throughout his large body. A cornered beast when being taunted by something he longed for was dangerous.. Tensing up at his fingertips now as he caressed the sides of her skin, his muscles seemed to be readied and energized to just explode. This was getting to be t o o much... this girl was thrilling, daring, d a n g e r o u s... this closely matched mental t a n g o they were in was just killing him. Usually, it would take near nothing for a lovely woman to fall deep in his clutches, all humans being so v e r y similar and weak... this was getting to be a f o r e i g n feeling for him. He was so sure he had won... but had he r e a lly done such a thing?
He was sure she could sense the weakness he was starting to feel, holding her up with a hand elegantly placed on her lower back, still dangerously close to k i s s i n g her again... but an Incubus carried a kiss of d e a t h. A kiss that was like venom, something that would h a r m the girl greatly in her current, restoring state, sending her back where she had come from. Letting out a breathy sigh, the horned incubus nestled his head around her neck, trying to catch his breath at the sudden, s t r a t e g i c move from his "nemesis."
This is just a game... a complex, weaving game of chess... do not give in. Youve truly found your mental counterpart in this minx...
Tracing the upper corners of her neck with his lips, the fanged, princely demon of a high stature was still breathing heavily... another movement from their i n c r e d i b l y close positions would drive him over the edge. He w o u l d probably just pounce her... in this state, with something he h a d suddenly been coveting and wishing to take in mind, body, and soul, his mental and emotional control over his body was weakening. Weakening greatly... like the girl had been sapping back her o w n energy..
Getting very tense, the emotionless demon was frowning, handsome fangs barren and beautiful, eyes getting shadowed over. He wanted her... but he couldnt just lose control over himself...
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 10:36 pm
Daiesthai could see and feel him losing control. At the same time, she could feel her own strength and composure returning. She finally had the situation under control. Within a few moments he would be like jelly, like she'd just been, and her escape would be made.
But then he made that sound again.
No, this time it was better. It was almost a whine. Now she could see, feel, and hear his torment. She didn't instantly lose control like she had the first time, but it did cause her body to shiver slightly.
The feel of his hands on her skin still repulsed her. She wasn't used to human contact, especially of this nature. Growing up, she hadn't learned anything about this sort of thing. She hadn't even known any men. If not for natural instinct, and the fact that she was still a woman, even if she didn't fully understand what that meant, she probably would have panicked utterly by now.
She didn't like his touching to begin with, but now it was growing desperate. She could feel his grip tightening, nearly to a painful point. She tried to shift slightly to ease the pressure of his fingers, but she felt his grip ease up as his face fell into her shoulder. His hot panting on her neck made the hairs stand on end. It was nothing compared to the pained moans he let out earlier, but it still had some effect on her.
The breathing entranced her, and her breaths began to match his. If not for the sudden feel of his lips on her neck, she might have slipped into his spell. She didn't like this new feeling though, and she tried to draw away.
In his weakened and incoherent state, this was all too easy. She could have made her escape without problem at this point, if not for the fact that her shifting caused her hips and chest to brush against his body. She could feel how close their bodies were, and she felt him tense slightly. She knew this was a bad move and she froze in her panic.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 3:53 pm
Things were getting to their peak.
Holding the overheating, completely -silken- woman caressed in his cold arms, a surging, powerful, agonizing m o a n slithered once again around the darkened room, a look of almost anger appearing on his flushed out, handsome, angular face. Was his pale muzzle being turned a e m b a r a s s e d shade of vivid pink? The interaction was getting t o o steamy, and it was apparent for both sides of the equally matched enemies that each one was getting w e a k, the heat making both of them breath quick breaths of heated steam-like air on one another.
Weak at the mere hands of the other... they were like an older brother and sister, strangling one another to the deaths in perfect unison. Nuzzling her soothingly warm painted cheek with a panting, wistful, open mouthed silenced groan in her long ear once more, the long horned dashing overlord's hooded reptillian eyes began to sharpen to unearthly lengths. As the girl rested in his arms, a low, g r o w i n g growling was coming up from his massive chest, now accenting his slightly shaken body.
..Why would a earthly woman be so good at f i g h t i n g his spell? They were normally so weak, powerless, just about ready to JUMP the demon head on for him to t a k e them then and there. For some reason, HE wanted HER... How strange that a lordly demon would be reduced to such a pile of pathetic ash..
He WOULDNT lose. He COULDNT lose... Shes too--...
A P P E T I Z I N G.
Digging his sharp claws into her cheek only as a painful threat, the smaller elven woman wasnt running. Was there a reason she was still here? Glossy lips barely a centimeter away from her visaged ones, the growl grew violent and loud, and in one burst of second...
Claws surging pain into her still, the seemingly possessed handsome devil was desperately, hungered, and d e e p l y kissing her, shoving her down on the ground, p i n n e d. A elegant gloved hand was caressing around her neck, quickly in one last burst trying to win the t a n g o they were interlocked in. His eyes were like fireballs, trying... trying... t r y i n g to make her succumb to him. But still, the energy felt like it was leaving his veins, rather than pouring in from such a passionate interaction...
"A...A-AghhHHh...!"
Releasing from the long kiss and towering over her body, the man who was her equal match in strength dug his sharp claws and dragged them along her upper chest, around her neck, releasing some light blood on her while letting out a spacial, b r e a t h y, shaking yelp. He knew she could feel him losing his fighting spirit, being PUSHED the very limits. An Incubus could only last so long using his seduction period, not needing to push himself for a long period of time to h a v e a woman in his clutches... and here, this amethyst DAME was winning over him with such a strange feeling in his powerful muscles.
She may have been closely pinned on the ground now under his massive arms and chest, but she was MENTALLY in control...
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 4:33 pm
Daiesthai felt the demon losing control. His physical and mental strength both fading, his body becoming weak and his mind becoming fuzzy. She was feeling more and more in control of the situation. She could end this now, if she wanted to, and she did. She was all too glad to be rid of his breath and hands on her skin.
As Dai made her move to escape, she heard another moan escaping him, and paused, looking into his face. She wanted to savor the moment, perhaps force him to make it again, or even try to get an agonized whine out of him.
As she was planning her next move, she saw a sharply clawed hand coming at her face, but had no time to dodge. She didn't have time to flinch, or even gasp, as she was half drug, half shoved to the floor, pinned down and unable to move. Knowing better than to attempt escape from the gigantic man, she instead tried once again to drive him out of his mind, leave him dizzy and confused.
She didn't know how to kiss, and didn't care too. The mere thought of it nearly caused her to gag. Instead she lay froze, wildly thinking of her next move, and waited for him to stop. The last kiss had caused her to grow weak and begin to shiver, but this one was having no such effect. Perhaps his powers were weakening?
The claws digging into her skin caused great pain. It took all her strength to keep from letting a whine escape her lips. She could feel blood pouring out onto her darkened skin now, and began to smell it in the air. As Grief drew his hand away, she could see it dripping from his nails, and that's when she decided to make her move.
Grabbing his hand, she drew it to her face, gently licking his finger tips. The taste of blood had never been appealing to her, and this was no exception, but she didn't let that bother her. Leaning forward, she put her hand on the back of his neck, holding his head in place. She brought her lips to his ear this time, gently whispering to him, "I thought the first kiss was better." She let one of her sharp, piercing fangs gently brush his earlobe before leaning back and looking into his face, judging his reaction.
She felt his claws dig into her again, this time harder and more forcefully. The pain was almost all she could bear. She was on the verge of tears, when she heard the yelp. It was unlike anything she'd ever heard. She felt she could withstand all the torments of Hell if she could just hear it again.
Grabbing the incubus by the shoulders, in one quick burst of strength and energy, she flipped him off of her, shoving him down onto his back. Sittig across his chest, using her weight to hold him down, she placed her legs one on each of his arms, attempting to pin him. She leaned down over his face, eyes locked with his, hatred and just the slightest bit of desire burning in them, she whispered a threat, "How does it feel? Is it painful?" The last word was sharp, piercing. She bit down into his lower lip hard, sinking her short fangs into it. She could feel blood pouring out into her mouth and his. "How about now?"
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