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Post by Jakob Svenska on Dec 1, 2012 4:20:38 GMT 1
Jakob moved his hips against the woman’s derriere. With Wynter’s face down there and Jocelyn so close to him, he was really beginning to think some carnal thoughts. Since Vampires usually associate feeding with sex, he finally felt perfectly normal. He could feel his anatomy doing just exactly what it should naturally do and he loved every blessed second of it.
Jakob hummed his approval as he released the girls vein and sat back with a satisfied “Ahhhh.” He smiled and draped his arms over the back of the couch again, hoping to get them around the two women. “That was…so yummy…err, delicious.” He almost winced at his childish statement but quickly caught himself and replaced it with a more mature word. “Shall we have seconds?” He wondered if he would maintain his state of arousal with the man. From the way he felt, he didn’t doubt that he would enjoy it just as much.
Jakob was exploring a whole new world and he was liking every minute of it. He felt so good, so confident, so important. He didn’t want it to end. He eyed the man but his eyes kept traveling from one of the women to the other. “Or shall we enjoy each other for a few minutes while our stomachs settle.” He grinned playfully but was too shy to actually reach out and touch either of them. He had seen a man look his arm by touching a vampiress that did not want to be touched.
He did not know what was in store but he had many hopes as to where this would all lead. Just being in the company of the two women with his stomach full had him so relaxed he could not explain it. Well, there was one part of him that was not relaxed but he was amazed by it, not ashamed.
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Post by Jocelyn R. Chernyy on Dec 1, 2012 23:15:49 GMT 1
Jocelyn rose up from the slave, licking her lips. Not a drop spilled, of course, but Jocelyn liked the way the blood felt inside her mouth. Her body hummed with pleasure, but her mind was still keenly in control. She had watched her dinner partners sharply under her fan of pale lashes. It was wonderful to party and live the good life. Time had been unkind to Vampires, but when the world shuttered and fell into ruin, it were the creatures of the night who saved it from total abandon. Jocelyn reminded herself that this visit wasn’t just for a young, bloodsucking playboy and a dark, gothic vixen. This trip was for business.
Jocelyn stood, smiling to the male slave as she stood on her tip toes to whisper in his ear. “Go and sate their hunger, will you?”
A wink was thrown over her shoulder at Jakob and Wynter. “Take your fill, lovelies. I mustn’t get my belly too full. Puts me right to sleep.” She gave a full-bodied laugh, something to take the look of calculation out of her eyes.
“Tell me, Jakob.” She pronounced his name with the soft ‘Y’ sound instead of the 'J' as he did earlier. “How long has your family been a part of New Vegas? I am interested to learn of your new found kingdom.” She leaned against the opposite wall, looking at the closed windows, drawn tight by the slaves before the vampires had fed.
Jocelyn was an impressive sight. Even her skin held a warm glow from the blood she had taken. More than enough to keep her strong. Jocelyn had gone much longer without blood, a horrible time that she hated to remember. Banishing those angry thoughts from her brain, she kept her smile wide as the pair of stunning vampires sat on the couch across from her.
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Post by Wynter Leonte Angelo on Dec 2, 2012 18:00:57 GMT 1
The feeling of arousal, such erotic drinking the blood of the slave. Such a sexual experience, truly a feeling that she missed much. Her body was more relax, the pain of hunger vanish. Muscles in her body relaxed. She leaned back in the booth, much satisfied. She could now think much more clear now, her mind no longer cloudy with the thought of blood. She now could pay much more attention to Jakob and Jocelyn.
She placed her hand on Jakob lap, her hand soon running up his leg. She did so in a casual way, her eyes looking at Jocelyn. She was turned on, not just from the resent drink of blood, but being with these lovely vampires. Not only that, but however it might have been in Canada when she last did such a thing, even longer when done with other vampires.
“seconds?”her eyes focusing now on Jakob. “think I shall be fine for the time being dear. Though much thanks for the wonderful offer” she let out a purr. Her hand now stopped, just before reaching Jakob groin. She wanted to do much more though. The thoughts that went through her mind, they seemed almost so real. Drinking though from a man slave could end up being even more so enjoyable. No, she mustn't be so greedy. Even though having much more blood would be nice, she would rather enjoy the company of these two.
She stood up, as she moved with grace to where Jocelyn stood. She stood behind her, a her hands resting on her waist. She moved her head close to her ear, breathing ever so lightly. “ You do have a such a lovely figure” she told her. She moved her body to the other side of her. “ a such the scent that comes off you..”she spoke lightly into her ear. She now stood in front of her, her eyes tracing down her body before looking her in the eyes. “ beautiful eyes...” she purred. She was envy, she always wished her eyes were of a green or even a blue, sadly she was given brown eyes at birth. She rested her hand on Jocelyn cheek, as she ever so softly kissed her on the lips.
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Post by Jakob Svenska on Dec 3, 2012 3:20:40 GMT 1
Jakob decided he had enough for now. He would be hungry no matter how much he fed. He pushed the woman off his lap just as Wynter’s hand brushed his bulging trousers and he growled softly at the sensation. He wanted more of them. He stood and moved over to the women, “My father is the head of the Magistrate. He runs this city and has been here from the beginning. He is Thor Ericsson.” He informed the woman, knowing that she would know exactly who the ancient vampire was.
He could tell she had something on her mind but he didn’t understand anything about business and was all about having a good time right then. He got up and moved to the two women and stared at them in awe as he watched the kiss. He was amazed by it and even more amazed by the way his body reacted. He didn’t know how to react to it but he knew what he wanted. He placed a hand on the lower back of each of the ladies. “I can have the slaves inform the desk that we have been delayed.” He purred in a sultry tone. “If you two ladies would like to engage in… another activity.” He repeated words he had heard other males say to female vampires. Always ask permission, he had been taught, in all things dealing with these sorts of things.
Jakob hoped they were feeling the same arousal and he would get to engage in an activity he had, as of yet, not had to opportunity to partake in. He didn’t know the logistics of it but his father had told him he would know what to do when the time came, even if he did tell him to wait until he understood it. Right now, Jakob was convinced he did understand it. And he wanted it, now.
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Post by Jocelyn R. Chernyy on Dec 3, 2012 4:42:21 GMT 1
Jocelyn gave in to a subtle sigh as Wynter’s lips touched her own. Her eye lashes fluttered to a halt on her rounded cheeks. The blood that settled in her stomach made her feel warm and alive. Soft lips pressed to hers, a woman’s lips. It had been many years since she had let anyone touch her without permission, but Wynter was a delicious companion and a few kisses were a nice dessert for such a wonderful feeding.
She stepped forward, her body snuggling against Wynter in a teasing way. She smiled against the kisses, giving the woman a gentle caress as her fingertips raked up Wynter’s arm. Jocelyn’s hand gathered at the base of the woman’s skull, curling strands of Wynter’s dark hair around her fingers. The blonde woman chuckled, tugging gently on the brown strands as she pulled away from Wynter’s kisses. Both of their lips were slightly puffy and the smile Jocelyn gave was brilliant and bright.
She looked over to Jakob, a purr in the depths on her throat as she held Wynter with out outstretched hand in the woman’s hair. “Come to play, Jakob? Do you have soft kisses for us?” She increased the pressure of her hold on Wynter, hopefully just enough to hear a gasp of pleasure from the brunette. Jocelyn enjoyed this control way too much. If she could feed on the high she felt right at this moment, she could live ten thousand years. Her mist green eyes fixed on Jakob as she reached out and caressed the side of his face. Stubble drug across her pale flesh as she grinned.
“Might I request a kiss from my gracious host? I fear our dinner partner is wanting sweets so soon after feeding and your lips look as if they hold much nectar from flowers.” Jocelyn leaned into Jokob’s strong form, bringing Wynter along with her. She laughed, nuzzling Jakob’s neck as she stood on her tip toes. She brought her lips dangerously close to Jakob’s, sinking to her own height. Her eyes begged to be kissed with a glimmer of excitement in her gaze.
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Post by Wynter Leonte Angelo on Dec 6, 2012 3:59:09 GMT 1
Her lips tasted so good, she wanted to taste more of her other then her lips. She would have wanted the kiss to last longer, more deep. She was disappointed when she pulled away, her hands wanted to explore this beautiful body of hers. Her skin was such soft to the touch, flawless in every way. She smiled however after the kiss, resting her hands on Jocelyn perfect waist. She felt her hands in her hair, just they way she did so made a soft moan escaped her now puffy lips. She never felt such arousal in such some time.
She walked over with her to Jakcob, but of course he wanted something as well. She wouldn't forget him. He was already aroused by the two females alone, how much more arousal could they even get him. “where is my manners” she spoke to Jakcob. “ I must thank my host for such a delightful meal” she traced her hand up his chest, lightly using her nails as she did so. She gave a innocent smile, but her eyes told a different story.
She paused before bringing her hand back down his chest as she made her way to his groin “dear Jocelyn, it seems our host might need some help fixing something” Her eyes glanced at the bulge. “ perhaps we should help him” she told her. “ unless this handsome man wishes none of that”
She stroked it lightly, “ it is though very nice..yes I am sure it is” her voice was soft as she spoke. She dropped her hand, merely once more giving him a tease. She move her head into his neck, taken in scent. Ever so softly, she bit on his neck, making sure as not to break the skin. “ when was the last time you had a female touch or even two for that matter” she spoke softly.
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Post by Jakob Svenska on Dec 6, 2012 4:52:48 GMT 1
Jakob shook with arousal as the women turned on him. He wanted this so badly. He nodded when Jocelyn asked him if he came to play. He came to play a game he was specifically told not to play until he could have that ‘talk’ with his father. He didn’t care, his libido was out of control as a newborn vampire, now that he had a libido. He closed his eyes at her caress but quickly popped them open again when someone touched his….his…he groaned and pressed against the hand that was stroking him. He went weak in the knees as the two women fondled and caressed him. He wanted this so badly.
He let his hands drag over the two women’s bodies, his lips were so close to Jocelyn’s, ready to kiss her but not having the guts to actually do it. His hands moved up their bodies, yearning to touch their breasts, again, not having the guts to do it. He was never going to get anywhere this way. They would see his hesitation and react to it. He could not let that happen. He was going to get laid, come hell or high water. At that moment, he was too aroused to care what his father had said to him about keeping his hands to himself.
Suddenly, the door burst open with a ‘BAM!’
“JAKOB!” he heard a familiar voice and ducked behind the women so the person who’s voice that was could not see him. He was so busted it was not funny. It would be forever before he saw the outside of his floor in the hotel part of the casino. Granted it had everything he needed to keep himself occupied but having to stay up there all the time was not fun when he was…grounded.
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Post by Thiojr Ericsson on Dec 6, 2012 4:56:17 GMT 1
Thio hoped his father would return soon. He knew he needed to get back to his district and oversee the rebuilding of it. He was glad he had arrived in time to be there when the city was in need of his leadership skills. For now, he was staying at the Valhalla until he had a place to stay in his own district. Today, his father had gone to the sanctuary park to check on the well-being of the legendary creatures he and his father so revered. It was so good to be back with his father again and to see that he was still the same man her remembered; strong and just. He had been asked to look after things to give his father a break from the stresses of the everyday and the stress of looking after his little brother. Jakob could get into more trouble in five minutes than he had ever gotten into in his lifetime, and that was a very long time. He was supposed to be at the front desk so imagine his lack of surprised that he was not there when he came to check on him. Jakob had left a very obvious trail, acting all high and mighty and letting people know where he was. “He’s in where? With who?” He remained calm yet people could see the displeasure in his eyes. He marched straight for the VIP lounge and tried the door. It was locked and he heard moans from inside. He opened the door with one good kick. “JAKOB!” he barked but kept a calm face. “Jakob, I see you.” He took a deep breath and kept a calm face. “Shall I fetch father then?” he asked. “No…” the man whimpered and moved into sight. Thio’s eyes could not help but go to the raging boner Jakob had and he lifted an eyebrow. His eyes went to the two women then back to Jackob. They were of no consequence and they could see by the color of his eyes how ancient he was so they knew not to meddle with him. “Change back now.” He ordered. “But Thio!” Jakob whined. “Now.” Thio demanded, “Or I will tell father.” He continued. Jakob’s shoulders slumped, his lip went out and he stomped his feet till he was out in the middle of the room. He gave the two ladies one last look of longing. “Now Jakob.” Thio remained ever stoic, never taking his eyes off of Jakob. Jakob sighed, hung his head and suddenly began to shrink. As he shrank, his face became younger and younger. Finally he stopped. His small, frail looking body was drowning in the clothing that was now way too big for him. He gave Thio a hurt look. “Don’t look at me that way. You knew you were disobeying father.” Thio looked away from him and back at the ladies. “Now go to your suites. If you are good, I will not tell father of this little escapade. And tell these ladies you are sorry.” He put his hands on his hips. Thio’s eyes went to Jocelyn, she was so beautiful. “Sorry…” Jakob mumbled, pulled up his pant legs and stumbled out of the room before breaking into a run. Thio moved to Jocelyn and took her hand. He brought it to his lips but did only gently brushed her knuckle with his lips as a man of the court should do. He completely ignored Wynter, she was not his type. “Thio Ericsson.” He drawled. “I am sorry to inform you that my little brother is the youngest Vampire on earth. He is a whopping 10 years old.” He leaned in conspiratorially, “Unfortunately, he was given a wish by a Djinn and wished to be a grown up whenever he wanted.” He leaned back and laughed softly, “If you ask me it was a smart wish.” He let go of Jocelyn’s hand. He wanted to stay and talk with her but the scene in the room and the trick that Jakob had played on the women had him needing to fall into a fit of laughter that he found difficult to hold back. They could probably see it in his eyes. He backed to the door. “Dinner is on the house.” He said as he stepped out. “I’m sure you rooms are ready.” He turned and walked away. Even though they could not hear it, his body shook with laughter.
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Post by Jocelyn R. Chernyy on Dec 6, 2012 5:24:28 GMT 1
"Jakob!...Change back now."
It was at that moment that Jocelyn was pleased that she was vampire. If she had been a human, her heart would have stopped and fallen out to lay on the floor for Thio to crush under his shoes. Sadly, Jocelyn wasn't that fragile and so the embarrassment she felt settled in the pit of her stomach and curdled with rage.
And then Thio touched her. Is was soft, gentle and full of an old world grace that Jocelyn had missed so much! If she had been that fragile human of her youth, her cheeks would have flushed crimson, very unbecoming for a woman of her coloring. One hand curled in a fist at her own hip, clenching and unclenching as a way to relieve some of the pressure in her head from the boy's childhood antics. A young vampire could have the hunger of a plague or the power of a god, but this one seemed to like older women. Who could blame him, Jocelyn tilted one eye brow as she carefully watched Wynter.
As soon as she had known who his father was, it had been about power, not love nor lust. But Thio? Well, only time could really tell. She forced her face into a polite grin, giving Wynter's back one smooth caress before bowing. "Care to see to our room? I think there is someone I must speak to."
She smiled, turning from the room as she sought after Thio Ericcson. He couldn't just spring that news on her and say, 'dinner's on me'. Oh no, if he was going to do that, she demanded a stirring conversation from the golden haired prince of New Vegas, and maybe this time, it wasn't all business.
She left the rooms they way they had come in, but Thio was nowhere to be found. She bit her bottom lip, truly smiling for the first time in several years. She found the front desk, smiling to the same desk clerk they had spoken to earlier as she tossed her hair over her shoulder.
"Could you do a favor for me?"
The clerk nodded as Jocelyn took a signet ring from her ring finger and laid it in the clerk's palm. "Will you please deliver this to Thio Ericcson? Tell him that a Jocelyn Chernyy from Prague is here to see him about dinner plans. I'll be along later to pick up my ring."
She grinned, turning in time to hopefully see Wynter. "I really love this city."
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Post by Wynter Leonte Angelo on Dec 6, 2012 7:00:01 GMT 1
She could feel his whole body quiver in her touch, she enjoyed and was pleased how little she could do to turn him on. She though didn't want to do to much yet, just tease and let him do the rest. A touch here and a touch there. It wasn't like she was a skank or anything, she always had more fun teasing and doing very little to pleasure a man or female. In the past she used it to advantage to get what she wanted or even needed. Since the huge 2012 crap, it was more complex, then humans got trained more and well even got more complex.
Her hold body froze as she heard another voice join now the room. She assumed they were alone, were they not suppose to. She gave a frown, her fun was seemly ruined by some stranger. She turned her body to face whom it was that enter. They cleared knew this man. She though was unsure why for a man like him was hiding now behind the two females. What was it that scared him to do so? Sure they were way much older in age, and strength, still though a man hiding behind females?
Her eyes fell on the fair man, his eyes were white it seems. This man was way older then either of the females put together. She stood up straight, seemly silents from both her and Jocelyn. She was unsure what happened, why this aged Vampire was even here. Either way he did run the fun that was happening here.
Change back? Change back into what? She glanced over at Jakob what was he really? Maybe this was what she was sensing off him, clearly this was not at all his true form. She was curious now what he really was. He drank blood, he had to be a vampire right? Unless there was a creature that did drink blood but took on a human/vampire form. She had never came across something or even heard yet of such a thing.
Soon before her eyes, this grownup vampire was a young vampire. She..she touched a young child? She bit her lip, she didn't want to show any emotions at the time. Not with everyone here right now. She would have her anger issue much later. Then at that time she might have to punch a wall or even find something to start a fight with. Her eyes looked down at the young male vampire. How on earth did that happen?
A djinn? She glanced at Thio curious on this now. Surely if they could grant this puny young vampire a wish, then why not her? She could wish for her daughter back if she were to seek one and find it. She wanted it to be that easy, though in a world like this now, it was no world for her daughter. It would be nice, but no should couldn't. She push back the thoughts of seeing her daughter, and let alone hold her. No, she must stop thinking of the past and silly things like that.
Jocelyn broke her thoughts, as they slipped away easy as how they came. “Yes..” she gave her a sweet smile. “ let us, surely they must be as lovely as the rest of this place “ she watched as she left the room, leaving her their alone for the moment, surprised in the events that had unfolded. Granted she had the bit of jealously, that the man took favor to Jocelyn and not her. Well no matter, there is many more out there. There will be one she could easily wrap her fingers around.
She stepped out of the room, seeing Jocelyn at the front desk.”This city is full of such interesting excitement “ she gave a soft laugh. “quite a selection of people here.” She smiled lightly “shall we?” she asked referring to the heading to the room now.
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