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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 6:23 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 8:30 pm
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Shayla | Anderson Luciel's comments about them about to have sex agitated Shayla, beyond her anger at being wrapped in chains. She struggled against them, hissing. Then, the humiliating bite to the shoulder with its pleasure-pain fired through her mind, dizzying the woman's concentration. She heard what else Luciel had to say through a fog of bubbling pleasure that shot straight down her body, pulsing madly as her heart pumped faster. Vampires. If it had lasted much longer, the girl would have lost her inner struggle to resist those lovely feelings and begged for more.
When the crazed girl released her to speak, Shayla was still in a fog, only weakly struggling against the chains now. She wasn't even aware of the other person in the cemetery. She was aware of a pair of cold hands slipping none-to-casually into her shirt, grabbing at her breasts. Gasping, Shayla tore open her eyes and snarled with feral rage, "Get off of me, right now or I'll rip you a new one!" The pleasureful feeling was still there, making her protests that much harder to conjure. 20 | Barkeep
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 8:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 9:05 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 9:56 pm
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Sayyid of Arabia
Paul Bilson, Ghoul in Disguise
Sayyid regained his control when he heard the stranger use some sort of magic to summon a torrent of water. The excess water splashed to the ground. He looked down at the drop lets as they disappeared into the earth. The vampire mentioned his hunger, making it clear she had an idea of his identity. He would rather keep his personal life and private life separate. He looked up at the vampire, her captive, and the man. He did not appreciate taking orders from anyone, especially a woman.
"I don't take orders, especially from a woman," he said, and narrowed his eyes, making it clear he did not like it one bit. He could let her go away with the cat girl, or he could put a stop to it to spite her. Decisions. Now, did he care about the cat girl's well-being? At the moment, not much. Heck, he might even take a nibble since he was so hungry.
He felt his stomach growl, but he focused himself. "You know, you won't get far with a live one, especially if she is registered," he said, and smirked. If he killed Shayla and ate her, it would be worthwhile just to piss off the vampire. He took a moment to glance at the guy. Those chains were nasty. Sayyid approached and bent down to take a sniff of the guy. Unappetizing. He stood up and looked down. "Please, go home."
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