|
|
Post by river on Aug 22, 2011 3:56:05 GMT
David Othello Corgan had a pretty easy life. Calm, peaceful and normal. Then the supernatural beings started coming into his life, although the vampires had been the only ones coming out of the closet (or coffin) so to speak. It wasn't that he had a problem with these beings existing, just that fairytales were for books and film. Next thing people would be telling him that Humpty Dumpty existed and DID actually fall of a wall. Now that would be creepy. Maybe Little Red Riding Hood or Hansel and Gretel were real as well, or perhaps, just maybe, a bunch of seven dwarfs were living in the forest; Dopey, Grumpy and Sleepy to name a few.
Now David was sat in some club in a small town, his butt on a stool bar the bar with a bottle of beer in his hand. Sighing slightly he took a quick sip of the liquid, wondering if it was going to meet someone tonight. It had been a while since he had even attempted to try get a girl but right now even a one night stand was looking good in his eyes. He couldn't even remember the last time he had been with a girl, and that sadly wasn't because of all the drinks he had been through. He just hoped he didn't meet a wolf. They were scary in the sense that an old woman was when you had been caught wearing a hoody. They were all talk but no action, well, all snarl... But that wasn't the point. right now he just wanted someone that stayed human and didn't turn into a lump of fur at the full moon. Even a vampire would do. |
|
|
|
Post by MAGGIE RENE EVANS on Aug 22, 2011 4:45:44 GMT
Maggie was furious. She didn't like how thing had been going. First the king had butted into her life and then he had sent his little witch guard after her the night of the ball only to teach her a lesson...that lesson being he now owned her life. She hadn't feed in days...well at least probably. She was hungry, angry, and well a little bit lonely. As Maggie burst through the bar door she tilted her head slightly inspecting the lonely bar bums that insisted on drinking their troubles away. She needed to find a good one if she was going to survive the night."You will do." her hand reached for his arm as she yanked him off the barstool and firmly planted a kiss on his lips. "My place, no questions." she smirked as she looked into his eyes. Rarely did she have to use her powers to glamor humans considering her beauty worked just fine. She wanted him badly. She was desperate. "I hope you have a lot of energy..." her fangs extended as she kisses his neck as she dragged him out of the bar.
Hailing a taxi her eyes raced to him again. She didn't know whether to feast on him before or after. Maggie's mind was a mess. She pulled him close once more kissing him before pulling him into the back seat Luke was all she could think of as she kissed him, unbuttoning his shirt as she did so, not caring if he wanted this or not. The driver muttered a few things and that only won him a very stern finger that maggie gladly held up for him to see. When they reached her apartment she lead him up the stairs and to her room. "My name is Maggie...I'm a vampire. I used to be a flapper. I don't like dogs or puppies and I'm a horrible cook. I think that does it." With that she pinned him to the bed as she looked deeply into his eyes. Her emotions were now on fire as her excitement began to rise. Each kiss made it harder to control herself. |
|
|
|
Post by river on Aug 24, 2011 8:54:57 GMT
"You will do." There was the sound of a female's voice, followed by a firm grasp on his arm and then a kiss. Soft lips pressing against his. "My place, no questions." Was he going to argue? No chance. Not when a female this hot wanted him. "I hope you have a lot of energy..." Fangs had been extended as she kissed his neck, then the next thing he knew he was being dragged out of the bar and into a taxi, where the kisses from the seductive vampire just kept coming. David was in his own world now, believing he must be dead to meet a woman as beautiful as this. Then suddenly they were going upstairs to her room. "My name is Maggie...I'm a vampire. I used to be a flapper. I don't like dogs or puppies and I'm a horrible cook. I think that does it."
Did he need to know that? Probably not. Did he care that she told him? Not really. David found himself being pinned to the bed, the female's lips kissing his more. He had to wonder if this would lead to anything. The female was the one in control, after all. Never-the less, one of his hands grabbed onto her ass and the other slipped under her top and took a firm grasp on one of her breasts. At laeast he'd get some action even if it didn't last. The female was clearly desperate though so the chances of them having sex were pretty high. Score one for him, he figured. |
|
|
|
Post by MAGGIE RENE EVANS on Aug 25, 2011 4:07:38 GMT
It wasn't long before Maggie had him where she wanted him. Her lips explored his body roughly as she began to tug and rip various things off of him. She supposed he won't care, if he did she could always give him money to buy new clothes. She had more then enough, you seem to save up a bit when you have been around since the 1900's. Maggie of course didn't bother living anywhere fancy...she preferred her small apartment. The king was about to drag her out of there within a few days. She was supposed to be reporting to her new room in the Halloway mansion. That wasn't happening anytime soon.
Maggie pressed up against David as her kisses got rougher down his neck, her fangs graced his skin once more before she bit into him. With each bite she got more aggressive. She wasn't sure what was going on but all she could see now was Luke and it angered her. "I need a drink..." she muttered before pushing off of him and downing two bottle of strong whiskey. She hated the taste but she needed to get him out of her head. When she returned only seconds later she was ready. This night was going to be something he probably would never forget. "I hope your not sour in the morning." she smirked before she pinned him back down to the bed. |
|
|
|
Post by river on Aug 26, 2011 23:14:49 GMT
Apparently the vampire was in need of some fun. His eyes stayed fixed on her as she ripped off his clothing. Not that he cared. There were always spares in his car for some reason. He figured that there would be some time in life where he would need to change. Perhaps it rained and he got wet? A quick change in the car would be ideal. Back in this moment though, the vampire was grazing his neck with her fangs and although he wasn't usually a fangbanger, he enjoyed it. Perhaps he should go with vampires more often. Then again, he didn't like the idea of death that much. Oh well. Fun was fun and if he died after having sex with a beautiful vampire then that was a good way to go out.
"I need a drink..." David sighed as she pushed off him and then downed two bottles of whiskey. Was that good for vampires? He guessed not. Still, alcohol always seemed to block everything out for a few moments. Seconds later she was back on top of him, pinning him to the bed. "I hope your not sour in the morning." He'd never heard that before. It was quite a funny phrase. To him at least. Unless she meant sore? In which case that meant she was good in bed or was going to drink his blood? Perhaps that's what she did. Perhaps she was a woman that couldn't keep her pants on. To be honest he didn't care right now. He wanted her to hurry up and start with the sex. |
|
