Bloodmoor: Chapter 1 "Anything Goes..." [[Closed]]

[Thorvir]

Ares came up behind her, leaning into her body. His mechanical right arm would wrap around her waist. Gently holding her waist in place as he would nuzzle into her neck and shoulder. Ares liked his slow dancing more than anything. I guess thats what Ares gets for being the hopeless romanticist.

"If.. I make you uncomfortable, just say so... Miss Maxine.", said quietly into her neck. Trying not to whisper into her ear to cause unrelated excitement. Though it felt odd not to cause normally out of instinct he would never hold back.

[xXSweet_WhisperXx]

She felt him behind her as she smiles. Her right hand dropping down resting it upon his hand. Though she felt the touch of a slight coldness,but it didn't bother her. Leaning back into him as her left hand reaches back. Her hips began slowly swaying to the music. This was something she found enjoyment in. Yet she never could remember doing it this close with someone before. She was liking it as she glances just enough as she looks at him through the corner of her eyes. His breath upon her neck giving her a slight shiver.

"Just one thing...Just call me Max. Miss Maxine sounds so...creepy."

Smiling again with a blush as she sways.

[Thorvir]

Ares casually swayed with Max. The scent of her blood and skiin wafting over him and he began to enter a state of 'the hunt'. A common phrase for when vampires stalk their prey and pick a key moment to feed.

Lifting his chin so his lips would brush her ear he replied softly, "Yes.... Maxine. Max you shall be. But only because you asked so nicely."

[xXSweet_WhisperXx]

She shudders from his breath brushing over her skin. Her eyes drawing closed as she takes the moment all in. The touch,and feel was something she was missing out on in life. That was until now. Her body feeling light as she leans back against him. Her hips pressing back against his as there bodies swayed. The night felt so perfect in itself.

"You dance....very well."

[Thorvir]

Ares sighed a bit. "Its been years since I danced... centuries even." Ares figured the statement would throw her off, but if need be he was pretty good at explaining himself. He would draw in a breath slowly. The scent of her... intoxicating.

"Thank you though.... all the same."