Night Time Dancing [FINISHED]

[AMORETTE BIBI LUDIVINE]

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Amorette moved with barely audible movements. She could see the doors of the libraries from here. She had been exploring all day, and had stuck her head in earlier. She hadn't seen any sign of life so had decided to sleep here tonight. Stupic people with no fucking beds, this place was extremely stupid, if you asked her. She had only seen a couple of supernaturals, and they all seemed nice enoug, so she wasn't worried in the least. There was no time for worrying, she had to find a way out of this hell hole. Pushing open one of the double doors, she waited at the entrance until her eyes ajusted properly. Stupid darkness. After that long trek, she wasn't even tired any more. Pulling out her prized ipod, she used the light to look around the room, it wasn't very interesting if you asked her. Someone was obviously bad at furnishing these rooms. Stupid humans. Amorette was in a bad mood, she was tired and goddamn home sick. Something she hadn't been since she was 14 years old. She felt like a child, so naturally it was everything else's fault.

Finding her way furthur into the library, a smile flickered onto her lips. She was here, alone, she should be having fun. Throwing her bag under one of the table, she set up her ipod on a table with its built-in speakers. Even though the msuic was only coming from a little ipod, the music blasted through out the room. Turning her hat so the brim was facing forward, she began pulling off her clothes. First came off her black sweater with the black cat ears. Throwing this in her bag, she quickly changed into black jean booty shorts and a white beater.as she heard the start of her favorite song, she jumped ontop of the nearest table. It was time to dance.

-music- You'll never meet my mom,
Dreams will never be attached,
We'll always get along,
Cause it doesn't have to last,
And any time I call,
You don't have to call me back,
I'm never gonna fall,
But I'm never hard to catch,
She said she's cool with it,
She's down with it,
There's nothing wrong with it,
Cause its easier this way -music-

Her hips started moving with the beat without her even realizing it. Her head started to bop with the beat, her whole body moving with the music. This was how it always happened, her body always just reacted with the music. She felt as if the music was flowing through her. The bass meeting the thumping of her heart. Her face looked angelic in the dim glow, but was complimented and disgraced by her wicked smile. The red glow of her natural ability surrounded her whole body as she lost herself in the music once again. It was times like this, with her own lusting power swirling around her and the music flowing through her veins, that she felt truly felt alive.

-music- Its just your typical hardcore casual sex,
Single but we're lovers,
Crazy for each other,
Just your typical hardcore casual sex,
Wild under the covers,
Crazy for each other-music-

Her lips moved silently to the lyrics, she knew this song by heart. Her body moving in rythum with the music. Occasionally, she would run her hand over her body or touch her hat to accentuate the lyrics. But mostly, she just moved her lips and hips with the music. She couldn't stop herself from loving this dancy kind of music. Music has helped her through so much. She couldn't notice anything except the music at this point.

-song by My Darkest Days, its called Casual Sex, they own the song, just saying-

[AMRI DUKHKIN']

There wasn't anything Amri was scared of in this camp. He'd killed vampires and he'd killed werewolves, what were considered the two most dangerous creatures here. Amri offered a third option though: himself. He was sure he would be the only borka obaba for years to come, unless there was some other big, tall, Ukrainian guy descended from Cossack warriors. But he didn't think so, and it was great being unique, it meant he never had to worry about running into someone with the same powers as him. No one would ever be an even match for him.

And it was because he wasn't scared of anything that he found no harm in waltzing wherever the hell he wanted to go. Nothing was stopping him. This camp was his bitch. If anyone tried to stop him he could just shoot them with the gun at his side, and even without the gun he could take on most anything. It was with a smirk on his face that he slipped into the library, wondering what kind of supplies he might find.

But what he did find was a girl dancing on a table with loud music playing. He crossed his arms and leaned against a wall with both his eyebrows raised amusedly. It was not everyday he saw someone so willing to let their guard down, his guess was that they were new. He could easily kill her right now, she didn't seem to be paying much attention to anything other than dancing. He could just shoot her and go through her bag to see if she had anything useful, but since she was new, she probably wouldn't have anything good, just a few things from home that would be useless for him. So he decided not to kill her yet. He could get some amusement out of this.

“So are you just going to keep dancing or are you eventually going to put your guard up?” he asked loudly, cocking his gun and tossing his head to get his bangs out of his eyes. She was pretty dang hot so he might be willing to give her a few tips on how to not get killed, and lesson one was to always pay attention even when you thought you had all the exits covered.

[AMORETTE BIBI LUDIVINE]

The appearance of another should have surprised her, shocked her, anything. Unfortunately it did not. Withmusic flowing through her veins, she found it nearly impossible to get riled up. Her hips still swinging in time to the music, she turned on the spot. Crystaline eyes clouded with lust finally landed on the boy. He seemed confident, maybe too confident. Although, on the other hand, if he was confident, then he had to have somethin to be confident about. The red haze around her slender curvy form seemed to surge as she dragged her eyes over the boy,no, man's form. He was attractive, and obviously strong. A wicked smile worked its way onto her angelic lips. The music continued to blast and move her hips withouther consent as she looked him over. She didn't careif he noticed her wandering eyes. If he was going to kill her, he would have already. Speaking about death, her eyeslocked onto the gun in his hand. Dangerous.... Sexy.

With her wicked smirk in place, she gently jumped from the table. Swinging her hips in her suductive stroll as she advanced towards him. Stopping about two feet away, she looked up into his eyes. Blue. Like hers. His hair was darker than hers though. The red haze-like smoke that surrounded her seemed to be reaching out for him. In usual cirmcumstances, she would already have her arms wrapped around the male's neck. He was playing it cool now, but once she touched his bare skin, her ability would take control. Sometimes, she truly loved being a demonium septum of lust.

"Nice gun" she murmured softly, her voice nearly a purr as she spoke to him "is thatthe only heat your packing?". She graced this remark with a wink, before she turned her back on his once again. He was right,she had to be more careful. If he was in this 'place' he had to be dangerous. "I was hoping to merely keep on dancing" she said softly, barely audible above the music, in answer to his sarcastic question. Clicking the mute button on her ipod, she turned, leanin against the table her ipod resided on. "But your much more interesting" she purred softly, giving him a suductive wink. She should probably not be trying to seduce someone so soon after she was trown in her, but it was his fault, he interupted her.

Pulling herself easily up onto the table behind her, she crossed her legs, becoming slightly more serious. She was playful at heart, but she didn't want to die because of her playfulness. "Whats an obviously strong man doing here? Come to watch me?" she joked gently, giving the stranger a sweet smile. She had a ton of questions to ask, and it wouldn't do to turn him into a puddle of lust before she got those questions answered. Silly boy.

[AMRI DUKHKIN']

Well she definitely wasn't shy. Amri had to wonder if it was the power of his own seduction or if something else was at work. He wondered what was with that red glow about her, but then again, everyone here had something a little different about them. Except his sister. She was sent here because of a mistake., and he came to protect her. He supposed he should be a little more wary, she really could be anything. She could be a telepath reading his mind or a telekinetic about to throw things at him or a vampire getting read to bite him. But that wouldn't happen. She was a girl and girls hated to hurt him. He was sure he could handle her.

“I agree that I'm interesting,” he said as he used his elbows to push himself off the wall as he took to pacing around the table she was sitting on. He could be humble and pretend he was just another plain old Jane, but that would be simply ridiculous. He wasn't one of those silly “nice guys” that were into reading and cooking and playing soccer on the weekends. He was the best. He'd been varsity football, basketball, and track. He had one of the fastest motorcycles in the world. He was one of the best fighters here and he was hella rich. The only interesting thing about him he wasn't keen on sharing was his sister. She was a secret. As far as anyone knew, he was a complete loner and an only child. The less people who knew about her, the less danger she was in.

“Nah, just got distracted,” he said in response to her questioning if he'd come to watch her, “Just looking for supplies, which you should be doing too.” Maybe she didn't know, but food didn't exactly get handed out at the mess hall. You had to find it, and often you had to fight for it. She was obviously new and he wondered if he was in a good enough mood to help her out, though he never took on partners. Partners put his sister at risk. He'd had a few flings now and then since he'd gotten here, but attachment was always quickly forgotten once death became an issue. Now that he thought about it, no girl he'd ever been with was alive to this day.

She was flirting with him pretty hard, so he had to wonder if she was looking for some tips on surviving or if she just wanted a piece of him. He wouldn't mind giving her a piece of him, there was plenty of him to go around as long as no one got too greedy. She could be a fun little thing to play around with until she got killed, a lovely piece of eye candy. But he could let her decide.

[AMORETTE BIBI LUDIVINE]

Crystaline eyes watched the male with interest as he moved. She wanted to reach out and grab him. She liked it when confident jerks turned to puddy in her hands. Although if she told him that he would probably be offended. Smirking wickedly at his last coment, she jumped off the table. Following him around the table. Reaching out, she attempted to grasp his waist, to push him against the table. "You move around far too much" she murmured. All the haze around her body would suddenly focus in on her hands. She wanted to shock this male. The last time she used this much power on a human, she had been able to sue that man for sexual assault. That was always a good way to get money when she was down on her luck. This memory brought a soft giggle to her lush lips. "Why don't you just relax and do something we will both enjoy" she teased, leaning in closer.

If he allowed her to touch him or not, she would spet back, out of his personal space. "So tell me my handsome companion, why are you in this hell hole? Were you being bad, like I was?" she questioned, as the glow surounding her hands hazed over her entire body once more. Smirking wickedly, she moved slowly back to her ipod, grabbing it and pushing it into her back pocket. Looking back at him, she winked at him, before leaning over to fetch her bag from under the table. She made sure her bum was toward him and even wiggled her hips a bit, to tease him. She hadn't yet figured out what female body part he was most attracted too, so it was worth a try.

As she set her back pack on the table, pulled out a black beater. Turning away from him, she made a show of slowly pulling her shirt over her head, before pulling the black tank top on. A directly flirty move, but she already considered to have won tis little battle. By the end of the night, if things went well, she would be the owner of a gun. She would bet it would look ten times sexier in her hand than his. Poor boy didn't know he was on the verge of being used. She almost felt sorry for him. But not enough to change her plan.

Turning back to the male once she was dressed once more, she watched him with mischevious eyes. Since she had stopped dancing, her own ability wasn't affecting her any more. Any physical activity always heightened her awareness of her ability. But with a clearer head, she had more of a chance of getting what she wanted. She just hadn't decided what she wanted yet. His gun. Some of his food. Or maybe just a kiss. He really was cute. Not as cute as her, but cute for a boy.

[AMRI DUKHKIN']

He wasn't expecting to be suddenly shoved against the table, but then he wasn't really expecting anything with this girl. What he did feel was a sudden urge to grab her and kiss her and throw her down on the table behind him, like her touch had electrocuted his senses and made him realize how much he wanted her. Why was that? She wasn't his type, not at all. The only girl who had ever really drove him wild before was the curviest and tallest dark-skinned, dark-haired girl with the greenest eyes and the nicest legs...mm, legs, there was no better part to a girl. He didn't really care what kind of girl he got with...but normally he didn't need to have them, they needed to have him. And suddenly he felt a need he hadn't had before.

Then she stopped touching him and the effect dulled slightly, but not enough for him to realize immediately she had said something else. It took him a moment to gather himself. “What? No...well yes. I did kill people, but I never got caught. I came here of my own accord,” he said in his Ukrainian accent. That wasn't the truth. The truth was that his parents had demanded his sister be sent and he snuck into the facilities to be evaluated too so that he would be sent with her. He knew this place wasn't what they said it was. He knew that even if it had been a rehab center that Yuliya still would have needed him. He knew there wasn't a world in which they could exist without each other.

He stared at her, thinking it was unnatural for a female body to be able to wiggle that much. What was he here for again? Had he come for her? No...he'd come for supplies, right? Yeah, no...he wanted to touch her, to feel that shock again. He licked his lips and then shook his head. No, this wasn't him. He was the one with the power of seduction, he wasn't the person who got seduced. Girls fell for him, girls wanted to put their hands all over him, not the other way around.

He swallowed and tried to pull himself together as he put his signature smirk on his face. “So do you have a name or are you just the bad one?”

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OOC:: ooc notes here
LYRICS:: From Yesterday - 30 Seconds to Mars
CREDIT:: by Goldy for Yules and the awesome character Amri

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[AMORETTE BIBI LUDIVINE]

That slight stutter was all it took for her to realize what was happening. He was nearing that puddy-like state. Her smirk widened with misvhevious glee. God she loved her life. "Why would anyone want to come here? My lustful blue eyed prince" she asked softly, forgetting what she was doing as she sauntered closer. The only thing she wanted right now was to tease him. He was turning out to be more fun than she thought. "You know my demonic prince, we should be..... Allies" she purred softly as she got closer. Reaching out, she gently dragged her finger along his arm. A simple flirting motion to some, but that was for people without her abilities. "You help me.... And I can help you" she murmured, moving closer. Her smaller more slender body was only a few inchs from his, her fingers still drawing designs on his forearm.

Leaning up slowly, she aimed to press her lips against his cheek. An innocent movement, but one that would intensify his attraction toward her. She wasn't sure why, but the tender flesh of her lips upon their skin always brought a more intensified reaction from her victims. "You can call me BiBi, in means toy in the language of love" she whispered, staying close, so her soft breath ghosted across his skin. She felt the urge to kiss his lips, but refused herself that comfort, just yet.

"Want to play a game? Every question of mine you answer, you'll get a kiss" she purred softly, suductively. Her ability was surrounding them both, but she kept it on a tight leash. If she let him feel the full intensity of her abilities in the first place, it left nothing to be desired. Of course, most men always came back for more, apperently her kisses were addicting. Although those stupid humans could never figure out why. Although she had a feeling this male was a bit more suspicious of her than humans usually were, she felt she could get what she wanted. She knew she could.

"What species are you? What should I call you other than my demonic prince?" she asked, in a slightly more urging tone. Humans wouldn't be able to say no, when having her this close. But hehad to be a super natural of some sort if he was here. She had never tried her abilities on a super natural. She could only hope it had a better effect. Although she had once knocked a male out after blasting him full on with her abilities when she was angry.

[AMRI DUKHKIN']

He froze, yet started shaking at the same time when she touched him again. He wanted her to press up against him and to feel her body all over him, and it took all his willpower to stop himself from making it happen. “I...I didn't want to come here,” he found himself saying as he looked downwards at her body, at all her delicious curves, but no, he forced himself to look upwards into her eyes. There was a predator in her eyes and he didn't like it. He was the predator, not the prey. He was never the prey...so why did he find himself wanting to be caught by her...

“Allies? Sure...” he said questioningly. He didn't do allies. Why did he say that? He forgot that when she put her lips against his cheek though...they were so soft, and he could think of much better places for them to go and he stopped himself from letting out a slight whimper as he thought about it. Why did she tell him what his name meant? Was she offering to be his toy? He could do that. He could totally do that. They could have all the fun they wanted together. He almost forgot everything right then when she said she'd reward answers with kisses. Yes, definitely, that was what he wanted. He could give her all the answers she wanted.

“I'm a...” he licked his lips, “a borka obaba. Strong. Stronger than anything. Seduction. Good fighters.” He gave her more information than she asked for in hope that she would reward him even more. No, why would he do that? He didn't like people knowing what he was. If people knew what he was they'd know the exact weaknesses...well, only if they knew what a borka obaba was and what weakened them. Most people didn't know anything about them, they were a rare Ukrainian species who grew even stronger the closer to the Steppes they were. “Name is...Amri, means power.” He almost squeezed the trigger of the gun hanging loosely in his hand in his tension. He just wanted her and it was time for her to give him his reward.

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OOC:: ooc notes here
LYRICS:: From Yesterday - 30 Seconds to Mars
CREDIT:: by Goldy for Yules and the awesome character Amri

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[AMORETTE BIBI LUDIVINE]

So willing to comply. Just the way she liked it. Her crystaline eyes sparkled with wicked joy at how he stuttered. It was like music to her ears. She was in control here, and she was sure that he knew it. Stepping forward once more, she molded her curvy body against his, teasingly slow. Pressing her hips against his gently before apllying more force as she pressed her chest against his. He was taller then her, sadly. But that was only a small obsticle to over come. Her fingers slowyly dragged up his arms, before easing down his chest. Her eyes never left his, as she finally eased her hands under his shirt. Pressing her bare palms against his flat stomavh. Focusing her energy for a second, she sent a shock through out his body, as she leaned up, gently licking along his neck. She was on her tip toes as she did this, but she didn't mind.

Letting her energy settle, so she didn't overwhelm the poor body, she gently scratched her nails over his chest, under his shirt. Pulling away from his neck, she whispered softly "good boy", she already knew this would normally anger him, but she was curious to his reaction while under her 'spell'. Just to make sure he didn't get overly mad about the comment, she leaned up and pressed her lips against his. Contentrating her powers on her lips, she let the lust roll over him as she deepened the kiss.

She nearly got lost in the kiss herself before she pulled away. Licking his bibottom lip gently before pulling back completely. A borka obaba? What was that. Seduction? Hmoh, ya right. He obviously wasn't good at it, sinve he was her play toy at the moment. Of course she did feel an odd attraction towards this odd male. Hmm, maybe he was telling the truth. "Want more my demonic prince?" she purred gently, grinding her hips against his for effect. Her hand slowly eased down his shirt, scratching lightly. One hand grabbed the wrist that held the gun, and slowly attempted to pry his fingers from it. The other hand gently brought his free hand to her waist. "Come on, Amri, don't you want to hold me" she urged, trying to pull the gun from his fingers. If she did managed to take te gun from him, she would put it on te table top behind him, if not, she would give up, for now.

Dragging her hands to wrap around his neck, she pressed her hips against his once more. "Tell me why you really came here Amri and I'll give you more pleasure than you could ever handle my deamonic prince" she purred softly. Leaning up so her lips were only a breaths width from his, teasing him. Opening her lips, she gently dragged her soft tongue across his bottom lip once again.

[AMRI DUKHKIN']

He closed his eyes so he could concentrate on the feeling of her hands against his bare chest. God he hoped she never took her hands away, he could stand like that forever. God it was like her hands were made out of silk velvet massagers, stroking the contours of his muscled chest. Dammit and her tongue against his neck was...god he could barely think. He barely remembered anything. He knew what was happening right now though, and he liked it, so it didn't matter, he could stay here for as long as he wanted. They could just live here. They wouldn't need food or anything. He just needed her touch to keep him alive.

Good boy? Wait, what? He frowned. He wasn't good. He'd never been good. Sure he'd been the golden child of his parents but that was just because they were proud of having a strong and popular boy, but he'd never been good. He'd done everything wrong practically his whole life. Was he being good now? God, was he? He couldn't be good, he hated people who were good, they were so boring and annoying. He was about to get angry and tell her this when her lips pressed against his and he forgot it. Had he been angry? No, not at all. All he wanted was more of her. His lips reached out for her and he let out a soft whine when she suddenly pulled away. Now why did she do that? Did she want something else?

He could barely think of anything when she pushed up against him more. He didn't know what was going on at all but he wanted more. “What?” he asked dumbly, “Oh yeah.” He tossed his gun aside in what was supposed to be a light motion be he ended up chucking it across the room and he quickly put his hands on his waist, caressing her skin slowly and taking in the feeling of it. He wanted to touch every part of her, but he could reel in his hands for now.

But she asked him why he really came here and he knew he couldn't that. There was a reason he couldn't answer that. Yuliya. She had to be safe. She was safe now, but he couldn't tell people she existed. No, he couldn't, people would hurt her. That was bad. “No...” he said although it hurt him to say something like that to her. He wanted the pleasure, he wanted her to be happy with him, but he couldn't say why he came here. That was off limits. But maybe she'd be happy with him anyway?

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OOC:: ooc notes here
LYRICS:: From Yesterday - 30 Seconds to Mars
CREDIT:: by Goldy for Yules and the awesome character Amri

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[AMORETTE BIBI LUDIVINE]

Leaning back in surprise, her powers faltered in her surprise. She had never been rejected before, it was deffinantly something sge instantly disliked. She wasn't so worried abiut the answer to his question, more about the fact that he had actually denied her. Her anger flared, in union making her abilities highten considerably. Her powers were nearly at the point now, that had physically knocked that human out. But she doubted this male was as weak as a human. Leaningforward once more, she let her body old completely against his. Looking up into his blue eyes, her bottom lip sticking out lightly. She pouted sadly as she she batted her eyelashes up at him.

"I didn't know you didn't want my pleasure" she whined softly. Her hands running over his body, her fingers soon came to play with his belt. Whimpering softly, she gently hooked her fiinger tips into his belt and tugged gently. Using her power over lust, she let go of his belt and ran her fingers down his clothed thighs teasingly. All the while letting her feirce ability to run from her fingers. She doubted he realized it, but they were now both surrounded in her red haze.

Although she didn't particularily want too, she stepped away from him. Although, as she crossed the room back toward her things, she could still feel and see the connection her abilities were creating. If he actually let her leave, he would still be lusting after her for at least 24 hours. She honestly hoped he didn't let her leave though. Amorette had always been into the demanding, powerful/strong type of male that would take control, of course she would never admit it. "I guess I will just get out of your hair then" she said in a soft sad voice.

Keeping her movements slow, she reached for her bag. She wanted him to stop her from leaving. To kiss her hard. But no, like most guys, he was pleading and gentle. Stupid males. Inwardly sighing, she resisted to urge to shake her head in exasperation. She should just give up on the male gender.

[AMRI DUKHKIN']

He frowned and shook his head to himself. Something was wrong. What was he supposed to be doing? Why had she stopped. That wasn't right. He wanted her, and she wanted him, she had to. He wanted her to continue. But he'd said no to her...that was the problem, she didn't like being said no to but he had to. Some things only belonged to him so even if it hurt him to say no to her he had to. Didn't she see that? Did she want to hurt him? No, she'd never be that cruel to him. She was just bluffing. She was trying to get him to change his mind about telling her.

“I just can't tell you...” he said, knowing that was true. Even if he wanted her he had to protect someone and nothing would ever let him forget that. It was in his blood. That's what borka obabas did, they defended the homeland, and here, the only thing from home was his sister and therefore he needed to protect her.

That didn't mean he didn't want her though, he did badly, and god dammit if he wanted her then he would have her, who cared if she tried to walk away. It wasn't her choice. She couldn't tease him like that and expect to just walk away. With a frown, he walked forward, grabbed her arm to pull her up, and slammed her against the wall with his own body. “But that doesn't mean I'm done,” he snarled before kissing her roughly. He couldn't let her think he didn't want her, that would make her sad and that was a horrible thing. She just had to forgive him for not being able to tell her what she wanted to know. He pressed himself against her and held her waist in his hands with no intention of letting go.

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OOC:: ooc notes here
LYRICS:: From Yesterday - 30 Seconds to Mars
CREDIT:: by Goldy for Yules and the awesome character Amri

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[AMORETTE BIBI LUDIVINE]

Her heart beat raced, as she was pulled up in a smooth movement. She hadn't even realized that he was now behind her. Her complete heart stopped moving, in surprised shock. He seemed to be reading her mind as she was pushed roughly against the wall. A soft genuine moan slipped from her lush red lips. Feeling his lips crush bruisingly over her own, she gave over the sensations her body was dazzling with. Her hips pushed forward against his hands, as she kissed him back with force. She wasn't sure why she was enjoying this male so much. He was deffinantly going to be one of her favorites though, if he liked it or not.

It took a couple minutes, of her body reacting instinctively, before she realized what was going on. Her brain seeming to click into high gear, her eyes reopened. This male shouldn't be affecting her in such a way. Every time he touched her in any way, it made her lustful haze crackle and sizzle around them. She fely as if her lips were on fire as she crashed them againdt his own. She wanted him, unlike she had wanted any human. She would have him. He just wouldn't know about it.

Nibbling gently on his bottom lip, she gave his soft lip a tender lick before pulling away. "I'm supposed to be the one in control here" she murmured huskily, dipping her head to lick and nip at his neck. She blamed his species for her attraction toward him, either that or her own sub-species. Lust Deamons, as they were sometimes called, often had a hard time ignoring their own abilities. Since the lust ability could work against other lust demons their was no resistance stopping it from working on themselves. One of her hands reached up, pulling his shirt to the side so she could get at more of his skin. She could feeling the sizzling lust falling off her tongue as she licked her way teasingly up his neck. She could play with this one all day long. Her other hand went back to playing with his belt. She made sure to keep things interesting, so she kept going from dipping her fingers into his pants to play with the soft skin that was out of her reach along his hips (upon his waist basically), to dragging her nails gently over his hips.

Pulling up from her wonderous torture upon his neck, she attempted to look jim in the eye. "Will you be my pet, my demonic lover?" she whispered softly. There was a slight whimpering yearning to her voice that she refused to recognize. " It basically means, that this doesn't have to be a one time thing" she continued with shining eyes, her hips wiggling in his hands. She had only had one other 'pet' in her life, the billionair, but this one, was far more entertaining. "Ya know, you help me, I help you" she finished at last. To tease him furthur, she dragged her fingers gently over the inside of his thugh, smirking in triumph.

She would get what she wanted. She always did. A gorgeous, powerful lover. If she played her cards right, she might even be able to convince him to give her some of his food. That would be a bonus. Of course, she had a feeling he was already taken. Maybe another lust demon haf got to him first. Why else would he risk coming into this dastardly place? It must be someone he was in love with.

[AMRI DUKHKIN']

Ha. She wanted him. She had to. He could tell in the way she responded to him. She was gleeful that he didn't let her go, she was hoping for it, she was playing a little feminine mind trick and she didn't even care anymore that he hadn't answered her question. Of course she didn't care, she was too wrapped up in him and his what people called cocaine lips. He just needed to regain his own senses, but it was easier said than done. It was easy to get lost in the feeling of her, to forget that there was a world outside and he was in this place. He could easily be with some girl in the dugout or in the back of his car, they could be anywhere, anywhere but here.

He smirked against her when she said she was supposed to be in control. Who said that? He may have let her make the first move but he always let the girl make the first move, and that was when he took over. It was more interesting that way. He liked to see girls' different methods of wooing him and the desperation in their eyes until they realized they couldn't help themselves anymore and they just slammed themselves against him, and then he'd reward them by giving them the experience of a lifetime, but he never called back. He wasn't interested in anything more than flings.

Then again, things could change, he thought, as she began going at his neck. Good thing she wasn't a vampire or things would be starting to get awkward. He still didn't like relationships, he'd only been in one...but they could definitely be friends with benefits or something. She was driving him crazy and he couldn't just let go of this feeling, He lifted one of his hands from her waist up under her shirt to grope her a bit and then used his other hands to quickly pull off his shirt, just to get it out of the way, and then returned his hand to her waist, but then he moved it further back and down to her rear.

Hr smirked again when she asked if he wanted to be her pet. He could go for that, meeting everyday just to have fun, he could do with some more fun in his life right now, but he wasn't so sure about the wording. “Depends on if you're holding a leash or not,” he whispered back, inhaling a bit as she went further into his pants. Maybe he could let her think he was the pet, when really he was in charge. At least he felt in charge now, even if he was simply overcome with his want, no, need for her.

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OOC:: You should look up the song "Body Language and Bad Habits" by Just Surrender, I think it works well for these two
LYRICS:: Bad Reputation - Freedy Johnston
CREDIT:: by Goldy for Yules the super awesome person

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n"Of course I would be in control" she murmured in slight confusion. What was he thinking? Did he think she would be under his control. Ha, hilarious. There was no way that could or would ever happen. A smile flicked upon her face as she paid attention to him. Leaning away from him, she arched an eyebrow at him. He was deffinantly interesting, but she would figure him out. Leaning up, she brushed her tonge across his lips before kissing him roughly. She would have him begging for more by the end ifthe night.

'Like i said, you help me, i help you" she purred softly. Batting her eyelashes up at the taller man. Her fingers splayedacross his shirt, pushing her ability to the maximum. She wanted him to loose control. Loose control in a way she didn't think she ever could. Dipping her head once again, she licked her way slowly down his chest. He tasted like sugar upon her tongue. Her body felt jittery without her lips upon his.

Her nails slowly scraped down his chest, as she kissed and licked her way to his belt buckle. Smirking, she kissed the spot just above his belt. Licking his tummy, she slowly kissed her way back up his chest. Just to tease him. "Do you agree? You help me, amd I give you anything you could ever want" she murmured slowly.

Her nails dragging over his thighs, she slowly reached for his belt buckel. She wasn't sure how he would react to such a bold move, but she doubted he would argue with her about it. "Tell me my deamonic lover, what are your fantasies?"she urged gently, grinding her hips roughly againat his. Using the same motions she had used earlier to dance, she ground against him.