Lunar Cycle (werewolf/romance/action rp)NEED GUYS

[Sin Delicious]

When mister tall, dark, and handsome walked into the club Alice fought hard not to fall from her perch on the other boy toy's lap, nearly salivating over his large build. The thick muscles, broad shoulders, long golden locks, oh god the things he could DO to this man. Visions of chains and ropes, whips and various other toys within his arsenal danced behind his eyes on a backdrop of red and several different locations around the house including the bed, the counters, the couch, the gardens. Oh he was delicious just to look at. He couldn't help but wonder what that blonde hair would look like fanned out across a pillow, drifting in a tub of warm water...

It was a wonder the boy wasn't drooling where he sat as he watched the man's every muscle ripple deliciously underneath that dashing coat. God, the man was sex on a stick AND could dress himself.

There really was a god.

And oh boy had he answered his prayers. Or hot midnight fantasies anyways. He didn't think men like that existed anymore off the screen of a well edited pirate porno. Luckily, with no cameras around he knew they couldn't be doing a location shoot at least. Ah, his little rambling mind, but he couldn't help such thoughts with that vision standing so close by. Oh to run his hands over those muscles just once, to run a hand through that hair and see if it was as soft as it looked. The piercing eyes, the cold air. Sheesh, it was a god damn ******** shame that he was more than likely to be straight. All he could do was flirt and that would do too much to fry his self control that he'd end up abducting the man and holding him against his will. Hmm, not such a bad thought after all. Though people might notice if he dragged this man out of the door. The smaller ones were different. Damn.

It would raise too much suspiscion if he was seen carting this man over his shoulder unconscious too. Damn the god that had granted his wish but made it impossible to get with. She tapped on the bar to call the earlier boy's attention, now a little put out at the turn of things. "A triple shot of all of your finest alcohols darling," she purred. "I think I've jsut broken heart," she sighed ruefully, looking longily towards the delicious man before mentally slapping herself and turning away again, downing the first drink he set down easily. Well, he could TRY to get drunk couldn't he?

[l Eternally Sadistic l]

[[ OMG. lmao. Your post made me laugh my a** off. Haha, I'd reply but my room mates got back from the states and one wants on the computer to play WoW. Figures. But I'll be on tomorrow hun. Haha, your character is the best. ]]

[l Eternally Sadistic l]

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Finally a handsome young bartender came by and smiled at Gabriel, waiting for him to order a drink. "Vodka. Straight." Gabriel said simply, tearing his gaze away from the dancefloor.

There were a couple of people that caught the young werewolfs eye, but they were still pretty mediocre. Considering what he what he had to choose from, they seemed better then nothing. He had made eye contact with a pair of ladies who were staring at him from across the dance floor, giving him very specific invitations, giggling as they batted their eyelashes at him shyly. Gabriel chuckled, his white teeth gleaming. Perhaps they would do. But were where the bold women? Or head strong males? Gabriel may have preferred women but he also loved a good romp with men when he could find one that pleased him. But they had to be wild and fun but exceptionally sexy. Someone who Gabriel could break but not easily.

On cue, he caught sight of a gorgeous looking female who sat at the other side of the bar, looking absolutely miserable. His green eyes slowly looked her over as she drank, licking his lips in thought. With red hot pants and a fishnet shirt that only covered half of her chest, she wore elbow-length gloves and black knee-high boots. Gabriel let out a soft growl of interest and a playful smirk crossed his face, quirking an eyebrow. She was begging for attention. And she was going to get it, from Gabriel. Whether she wanted him or not.

The bartender came back with his drink and Gabriel nodded silently, drinking it slowly as he looked at the girl again, his lips moist from the alcohol. He wondered what she sounded like when she screamed and his eyes narrowed slightly. Perhaps he should try it out. Gabriel didn't like waiting. Especially for something he wanted.

And he definitely wanted her.

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[XHoshi_no_HikariX]

In Human Nature...

“Of course I’ve been good!” her laugh ran like water “I’m a good girl and you know it...” Lupe slid along his shoulder as he tossed her over. Some parts of her body still hurt, even for lycan standards it could take a few days to heal those sores. Her eyes were lit, yet he would not see them given their position, maybe he did sense by other means that she was happy, it was not like Lupe was putting any effort in hiding it. She found it amusing to be carried this way, and also the contradiction of usually telling her that she was a spoiled princess while being the one who pampered her the most, even bringing her jewelry or little presents when he went abroad.

He made her feel such freedom, in private they could do anything they wanted to, there was only one taboo: never spoil the moment by talking shop. They shared a bubble, and while they were in it, the world could collapse that neither would move a finger to stop it. That was one of the main reasons why they kept their relationship concealed, given that they were both lycans, whatever they did closed doors was none of the packs’ business. It was a way of creating that needed isolation, it would be a bother if they were sought when they wanted some privacy, and also keeping it a secret did spice things up a little. Lupe and Kei had met in a rather informal way, and some time passed until they found out who they really were. Needless to say that on the council meeting were the Demos alpha finally showed up and they were introduced, poor Lupe did not know where to hide. It had been a very awkward moment, at least for her.

Downstairs they went and into the kitchen. By the door still was Lupe’s purse, left on the floor with a few of its contents spilling out. She had left it there last night when she arrived home, and would only check her phone when they decided that it was time to be serious again. Nothing like bad news to spoil a tasty meal, and good news could always wait until they were done.

He started walking around the kitchen and making preparations without dropping her. What an odd picture they made! still undressed and parading around the house with him carrying her like some hunted deer or strayed lamb. Good thing that she did not have live-in house help or bodyguards, they could not share this sort of moments if that were the case.

Lupe could not see what he was doing, she only knew for sounds and space references if he took food from the fridge, opened the cabinets, perhaps even cut some things and lit the stove, but they were all more guesses than certainties. She felt like giggling, it was funny how he handled her without worries, and that he had not let her go before starting to cook.

“It’d better be good, I’m starving” she teased him. Whatever Kei was preparing, it smelt delicious, and she was indeed very hungry due to last night’s fun.

just how much nature is there?

[sabrina100]

Elizabeth listened to Serenes' request without a single emotion displaying on her features." I can try Serenes, but he will be on trial for the evidence, just like you will be and of coarse on the code...which so far picking a fight with a sibling is not against the code as you know, but threatening a human's life is...but all we have is your word on it Serenes and unfortunatly...with your cercumstances..." her wording drifting off as she looked to Serenes. The situation she had put herself in was pretty bad, breaking the code did not place you in good favour as a wittness, since the code was everything that held the packs together in this area, it was their law and breaking that law was loosing the trust of all those who honour the code. She sighed as she turned to look out the window. She smelt the blood from Serenes' hand, but didn't mention it as she thought on the words of both Serenes and Ayame. Ayame hasn't helped much in this situation. She thought as she watched the city fly by. The sun was comming up alread, slowly making its way above the trees of the forest. Slowly she licked her lips, feeling the weight of these problems pressing down on her shoulders and even her wolf who always seemed to have energy was exhausted. Returning from her assignment given to her by the council of elders had already worn her out, but comming back to a rogue and then her beta betraying the code that Elizabeth held so dear. She closed her eyes for a moment, feeling what little strength her wolven half could give her.

Dominque looked to Leon beside her in the car." I'll be with you..keeping watch, so no...you won't be alone" She said as she drove through the city towards the west end of the forest. She stayed at a reasonable speed and kept to secluded roads since she was instructed to, otherwise Dom was a lead foot racing kind of gal. She might of lived in jersey for most of her life, but she had spent some time in New York and Miami enjoying the street life of a racer, but when it came to her job, she did it. She respected the Metrios Alpha like she respected no other wolf. She trusted her with her life and would give her life for her Alpha, besides her loyalty deep friendship resided between them and thus why Dom had been chosen to do this perticular job. She glanced over to leon her eyes hidden by the dark glasses she wore." You'll be comfortable too... despite what you are" She said as she glanced at him, wondering how a man seeming so demure could be a hunter, but she had seen and smelt the silver blades and even smelt silver now, it was located around his neck and she wondered if Serenes had given it to him, considering she had recognized the necklace dangling from his neck. She turned her eyes back to the road as she turned a sharp right and headed down a dirt road into the forest.

[Tomb robber Bakura]

Lykouleon sighed knowing that she didn't like him too much. "I'm sorry for causing such a problem. " He turned his head to the side. He then thought a little to himself. He was an inconvenience that appeared at a time of a bigger crisis. It was definitely a bother to the packs. Lykouleon just wish he could fin the killer and dispose of them and be on his way. He then felt his heart sink. he was taking away from the killer actually taking from the force looking out among the crimes. This wasn't a good thing in any way he thought. "but if there is an after for me i hope that you may use my skills to track down this killer you have one your hands as well." he spoke lightly maybe she would not be so cold to him.

[blight lionheart]

Noir Tryle Demos

One breath followed by another deep breath and so forth for several minutes till His eyes shot open taking his surroundings. Noir stood to his feet from the trail he’d been following and took a few steps forward oh so slowly. He crouched a bit so that he was low to the ground as he continued forward. His ebony and ivory bangs falling into view as he walked. I’ve been at this all day and still nothing. The Demos wolf continued to glance around with golden eyes till he could locate the source of this scent. He weaved in out of trees constantly his pace picking up as the scent did. He soon began to pump his arms for more speed but as he did he ran out into the open and towards a crowd of people. He skidded to a stop and looked around. “Damn....I know I had it’s scent....” Glancing around the crowd he bit his bottom lip and shoved his hands into his pockets just before he walked into the crowd. The human stench was everywhere and it was beginning to get to him. Although most humans didn’t bother him these businesses class did. Ink and all sorts of scents lingered on them and it drove him mad. It was somewhat funny to him though because he had no problem with oil and grease. He let out a sigh reached his hands out of his pockets to button up his shirt so his chest wasn’t bare. He’d have to work the next day but there was talk about a trial coming up so he may have to skip his human duties for the day. Most of all he couldn’t bring up what he’d been tracking, not yet.

((sorry I havn't posted in so long.))

[Empress_of_twilight]

Serenes nodded as Liz cut off, and she quiety said, "I know I'm in a bad spot... And I know that given my... situation... my word isn't very valuable unless he slips up. I know he is planning somthing, I just know it..."
She stopped and had a suppressed memory enter her mind, and she shook violently for several moments: It was the memory... of her children. She had a daughter she sentimentaly named Luna, and a son named Dusk, as both of them were born during a new moon. She cried as she remembered her godmother taking them from her, saying she was an unworthy mother, and at this point perhaps she was. She remembered how Luna had her (by her, she ment Ayame's) golden fur, and their father's crimson eyes, while Dusk took her brilliant blue and had, strangely, the coat of a Malimute dog, which amazed her. She felt tears fall from her eyes profusly as she remembered that there was a certain pattern to get to the village that her Godmother left her children, though it seemed that now it would be impossible to see them after so long. How could she have forgotten about her own children? At thsi point, even SHE didn't know. All that was ahead of her that she could see was the dark, engulfing abyss.
"Liz..." she said softly, her bronze hair copper in the sunlight, she had made up her mind about her children, and she hoped to god that Liz would even think about it.
"Liz... As a... personal request... There... theres supposed to be a little square of Cabins... You'll find a little girl with... with Crimson eyes and she has a brother with eyes like mine... They.... They are my children... Their names are Luna and Dusk... If the trial doesn't go in my favor... Could you.... could you please take them into the pack...?" She asked, her blue eyes filled with fear of rejection, and anguished at the fact she was really asking Liz, her alpha, to take in children she hadn't seen for nearly sixteen years, when she was awaiting trial, and possible death. Frankly, she really wasn't scared of dying anymore. Serenes realized that Death is part of life, if its early or late, Death itself doesn't care when he comes to reap his next soul, as long as he fills his quota, he doesn't mind waiting for the sick to pass, or the coffin dodgers to finally lay to rest. She turned to the window momentarily and looked at the shadows darting past, though one scared her white: It was the Shadow of Death, and he was looking at her, oiling his Scythe in waiting...

[sabrina100]

Elizabeth looked away from the window as Serenes spoke." It seems to are suprising me much today" She said softly." I will take them into the pack" She said as she looked to her with her glacial blue eyes." for now...you need to worry about yourself. Try to remember everything, because you will be facing the council of elders soon and you will need a good arguement, since my support will only carry you so far Serenes" She said as she looked out the window to see the mansion in the distance. The house had been her home since the early 1850's she had built it with some saved up money and the revinue from the cotton farm she had owned. To the town, she was the great great great great grand daughter of the original Elizabeth Malcom, but as every werewolf knew in this area, she was the original and had only returned around a hundred years ago when the packs had begun to grow in this area, from then on she had to portray herself and ajust her looks so that she looked to be ageing and eventually she would disappear and return as he own daughter.This serade became a bit tedious, but she loved the town and was part of the council that kept the packs at peace, so now she was the third Elizabeth in the so called family and worked as the local historian and history teacher at the local collage and University. Often feeling like she is a CIA operative playing at being a person that she was not. Cause in truth she had lived the history that she taught in school and has watched so many dear friends wither as they grew older, as a matter of fact before she had been sent on her mission by the other council members, she had been at the side of one of her oldest friend's death beds. Harker MacTavish, he had lived for one hundred and five years and has just passed away from old age, his body unable to support him anymore. He had never known her secret and had died thinking that his best friend's granddaughter sat by his side. She sighed softly as they entered the gates to the mansion and drove up the long road to the front doors.

Dominque kept her eyes on the bumpy road as the car jumped and jostled along the path, going deeper and deeper into the forested area." Don't worry about it, we can deal with our own without help"She said in a montonous tone. She had delt with hunters in the past, she had even been captured by one at one point. Which caused a very large distaste for hunters, but she kept her animosity to herself as they finally reached a clearing where a fair sized log cabin sat. It looked old and abandoned as Domique parked the car." Welcome to your home for the next few days" She said as she opened her door and stepped out of the car. Making her way to the passenger's side. She opened his door and pulled him out by grabbing his arm.

[Kairos Destynee]

Shilo feeling a bit groggy from just waking up decided she needed to go for a walk. Just to clear her head and see what new books were at the library. She was still a bit stiff from her recovering injuries and her skin felt a little tight but she felt free and relaxed.

Out side in the fresh air her hair swirling around her in the light breeze she felt like all the wrong was behind her and only good things could come her way now. As she was walking up the steps of the library she smelled something, it smelt good. But she couldn't pinpoint the location of it. And
so forgetting her mission at the library she went in search of this delectable sent.

Not even paying attention to where she was going she just followed her nose, and as she wandered she found herself creeping farther and farther from familiar grounds and into a darker more sinister area of the town where she was. Wandering wasn't a good thing she decided. But the sent was just so good she couldn't help it. Feeling like she just couldn't stop she wandered farther into the unknown streets. But when she stopped to take a good look around it only seemed sinister because the shadows of the older buildings were getting longer and the darkening sky made the moldings of the windows on the older buildings look down right evil. But she still saw the beauty and then the smell over took her again.

Finally turning the last corner she saw a small shop. It looked closed but the smell being emitted from the building was just too tempting. She walked up the three steps to the door reached out her fingers to tap on the window when she noticed it was a residence.

Realizing where she was, she pulled her hand back and turned to leave. Walking back down the stairs she tried to retrace her steps, but found she couldn't find her way back to the university.

She was lost. In a large town. With the dark creeping up fast behind her.

[fenrirswolph3]

Feori really didn't want to wait for anything else, but felt a bit guilty for a moment as he saw the sun beginning to rise.
"Gentlemen, please take care of the Fiora. I need to go out for a bit, but I won't be long." he said, trotting over to his room and shifting back to his human form, and getting dressed. He then walked to the kitchen, grabbed a plastic bag and collected some food items. Feori intended on paying a visit to the kids in the forest he met a few months back. Both of them looked strangly familiar, but he took no notice when he stopped by, since both of the children knew not their parents.
He reay found it strange on why he felt he needed to provide for them, but did so every few weeks just to keep them going. The little boy he saw there always treated him like a danger, and kept his distance, but the girl there was warm and openhearted.
He grabbed his car keys off of his dresser, and went on his way to an old pick up truck, its paint falling off in chunks and its engine tempermental.
He turned on the engine and it didn't start at first, but when he started swearing at it, it roared in retalliation and veered forward. He turned onto the street, and went on his way to the forest and the cabins in them. The cabins were set about several miles away from the Malcolm house, and it wall surrounded by frangrant flora and different plants, which the girl named Luna tended to daily. Her brother, Dusk, however, was never there uness he was caught off guard, and always alienated him, no matter what he tried to do.
Shaking himself to get sleep out of his system, he kept his eyes on the road.

[Tomb robber Bakura]

Lykouleon was taken out of the care by the woman own strength. "I guess there is no way of you getting not so cold to me one bit." he sighed at he looked at the cabin he would be staying at. Lykouleon gently rubbed his arm and he looked at where he would be staying. "Not too shabby." he spoke.

[Empress_of_twilight]

Serenes smiled solemnly, and murmured, "Lz... Don't pull for me. I don't want to be a burden anymore." She mouthed the words, I don't want to be alive anymore.All i do is ruin lives... She turned to the window, and thought of her children, and how they would fit in to the pack. Last time she saw them, she could tell that her daughter is strong, and intellegent, while her son was equaly strong, though he probaby was a better hunter. She rested her head on the window and was nearly hit by exhaustion. Ayame took advantage of the weary body to shift and gain control of it for the medium amount of time. She streached in the car and set her amber eyes on Liz.
She might as well make light convorsation with the weary and clearly tired alpha while she coud. Who knew? This might as well be the last day she has alive.
"You know Liz..." she said softly, seeing if she was even awake.
"I know you really don't want to talk to me, but I wanted to tell you a bit about Serenes' children. Quite a surprise, isn't it? But when Serenes was asleep, I observed them. Luna would be good for a hunter, and Dusk would be good defender. But they are her pups, not mine." She paused, and said, "Liz... Serenes... I'm beginning to question both of our sanities." She stopped with that, and used her claws to scratch her throat as she awaited Liz"s response.

[Ouzomi]

Kei could not deny it. Part of the fun was keeping this a secret between them. Kei still remembered the how they started to be this strange couple. The beginning was of course… unusual. It would’ve been a mess if anyone found out the two Alphas were seeing each other like this. They started out without knowing the other was a Alpha. Somewhat of star-crossed lovers, but Kei did nothing to hint at their secret relationship. Kei was a man used to dangerous political games. More so than anyone else. He came from a time when corruption in the imperial court was very rampant. His political background made him a great leader. He used to dealing with situations where the terms friend and enemy could change with a single word and where one slip-up could mean total defeat. Kei was born into, groomed for, and lived in that world.

Kei could not also believe that he would be in a relationship with a pampered brat like her. The first time they met, she annoyed him so much that he couldn’t hold back. His icy personality snapped and well… things got rough between them. Yet here he was making breakfast for them with her still slung over his shoulders. Kei wasn’t cooking anything yet, he was gathering up all the ingredients he could. The princess certainly had a lot of good stuff in her kitchen. Kei had times where he ate as well as a king and others where he had to forage for food so that he wouldn’t starve.

Kei gathered all the ingredients he needed and set Lupe back down on her feet again. Even though her weight meant nothing to him it was difficult to go through all of the cooking motions while having to hold her up. After setting her down Kei went on to continue cooking breakfast. He found some flour, egg, bread, spices, and other things. Kei decided to make something little special this morning. He set out a pan with oil on the stove and brought it to heat. Next he cracked some eggs into a bowl and whisked them. After that he added rum, brown sugar, cinnamon, spices, and a bit of flour to the bowl. The next step was to dip the slices of bread in this mixture, fry them up, and powder them with some more brown sugar and cinnamon.

Kei set out a plate for her and a plate for him. Now Kei wasn’t one to care about modesty while he was with her in private, but eating breakfast seemed kind of weird. His clothes were ruined from last night. There was good news though. Kei was a man who liked to be prepared and since their affair was several years running it would be foolish he didn’t make any preparations. Kei always had a extra set of clothes at her place. It was useful since his clothing seemed to lose their durability whenever the two of them were together. “Lupe, my spare set is where I left it right?” He asked, gave her a smile, gave her a kiss on her ear, and sauntered upstairs to get dressed.

[XHoshi_no_HikariX]

In Human Nature...

Lupe sat on a stool by the kitchen island and watched Kei prepare their meal. He took a special care of everything he did, whether he was lighting up a fire or simply taking in the scent of the spices. It seemed as if cooking was some sort of ritual, the way he moved around did have a mysterious solemn flavor.

The smell of cinnamon was seriously tempting, and he had managed to get the bread in a perfect golden shade. No wonder he took pride of his cooking, this French toast was superb! His kiss on her ear made her shiver all over; nuzzles and great food, this promised to be a great day.

“Yes, it’s right there where you left it... and... well... we could say they are wearable...” Lupe answered. She was holding the coffee mug with both hands and placing it just below her nose. Lupe liked how it kept her fingers warm, and how the scented vapor rose with tickles. The mug did hide her smile though, but it framed her grinning eyes. “I’ll find a way to get yesterday’s things dried and presentable for next time, don’t worry about them.”

At times she was tempted to leave him presents among his clothes, like a box with his favorite chocolates or a long stemmed feather, yet she always restrained from doing so. Lupe did not like to mingle with other’s belongings, and even if the idea seemed sweet, for her it felt like invading his privacy. The most she did was leaving a small bag of coffee beans or sticks of sandalwood near his space, so Kei would sense something nice while he got dressed without carrying on the scent in his clothes for the whole day.

Lupe watched him leave the room and she sneaked upstairs to get dressed. She kept her clothes in a medium sized room that acted as a walk-in closet, not because she was a fashionista that had a lot of garments, but because she had learnt the hard way that her bedroom was not a safe place if Kei was around. Before them, she used to have an armoire, which literarily turned into ash one of the times their fun got out of hand. Obviously, Lupe could not waste the time to purchase full wardrobes as often as their accidents happened, thus sacrificing one of the guest rooms had been the best solution.

Today’s choice was dark denim jeans and a black sleeve-less shirt. Most times casual, always elegant, and never flashy. Clothes for her were a way of silent communication. Even though it is impossible to manipulate how others perceived her, she could determine how she presented herself, and right now in her life she had to be both an alpha and a non-threatening diplomat: “avant-garde couture” was banned for the moment. Lupe took off the jewelry he gave her, got dressed and ran back downstairs where she would wait for him sitting on the stool and glancing at him over the coffee mug.

just how much nature is there?