This is where Daniel lives. It's modest, but well decorated for a studio.
Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2015 8:32 pm
Abilities on: Queen Creature of the Night(master)
Inventory: Phone {texting: Melanie, Janus }
Health: Energy:
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They arrived a little after eleven, the magic hour Daniel called it, and were greeted by the smell of faintly stale booze and freshly old paper. An old typewriter lay in the corner sulking, barely noticing the two come in and giving nothing but an old man's cough--in the form of a random click--to Melanie as she would be leaving soon enough and not coming back. The streetlight was the moodlight, its weary yellow melding with the crisp silver of the autumn moon, and its panes became the stage, on which Daniel, condom in hand, would perform for the greatest audience never assembled.
"I know it's not much--the place I mean--but I try to live modest." A lie. Soon Melanie's phone would ring as Daniel went in for the first kiss to Melanie's neck.
"If you're going to let him in you have to make him need it! Make him yours by making it impossible for you not to be his!" Meanwhile the boy smiled and pulled away slightly.
".... You ok?" This was her chance to make it a real cat and mouse game.
Melanie Du Coteau Sacred Gear:Vritra's Tail: Devil's spine.
Stealthy, strong, long reach and flexible. The black dragon's tail was one of it's many deadly assets. The tail itself is a wonderful yet terrible weapon. You see, the tail feeds on the host's spine until it completely devours it and takes it place. This not only grants the bearer full use and potential of this gear, but if the tail breaks... well you may get an Idea of that would happen to your body.
It it said that the tail holds a personality of it's own, vicious and vindictive, it requires constant dotting and spoiling to keep it at bay. Legend tells Vritra made people squirm and screech their lifes out of their lungs to ease it's tail and lead it to a tranquil slumber.
While the place had a rather vintage scenery, it was mostly the scent of old paper which made Melanie feel sort of nostalgic, selling her the place at once, much to her liking. Nonetheless, Daniel seemed a little pushy, smooth tho, but not enough for the redhead not to notice. While she had fun talking and cuddling a bit at the club, she wasn't as fond of intimate interaction. Quite ironic considering her starting days as a succubus. Perhaps this camp with Janus helped in most part to it.
As Daniel sneaked his lips upon her skin, the redhead giggled, gently pushing him away as she looked at her cellphone. Reading the demon's advice she was sure to tease the boy a little. But still, she felt lost. As if most of the playground remained hidden for her. Sure she knew she was at Daniels place, and that the chance to get a little intimate was rather high on such conditions. But regarding the whole getting a contract thing she was the same as a few hours ago, completely blank.
Closing the cellphone, she would then trap Daniel's neck with both arms around it as she nodded.
"My friend run into an unexpected visitor so she didn't make it to the club in time."
Stated the redhead before stealing Daniel's lips within a provoking kiss. Of course given her posture and how easily she swayed around him, She placed herself on a close position, but even so kept control of the situation since if there was a motion she didn't like she could just rotate a little. To remain within a hand's grasp but not keeping the momentum in her favor should she need some space. Or simply to cause an interruption by rotating her body while keeping the closeness between them.
Corvo Bianco
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2015 6:25 pm
Daniel studied the moves Melanie made as he advanced. There was something about the chase which excited him more than any night at the club could ever manage; the only irony being he wasn't really ever sure what it was he was chasing--notches on a bedpost, sure--and in that he might have just been chasing that simple knowledge; to target, then, was to give worth to himself. They were on the couch now, Daniel over the guarded Melanie. Her face showed more than she knew. He held himself up at arms' length, diving headlong into her unrippling eyes.
"... Do you trust me, or do you need your friend to text you again?"
Melanie Du Coteau Sacred Gear:Vritra's Tail: Devil's spine.
Stealthy, strong, long reach and flexible. The black dragon's tail was one of it's many deadly assets. The tail itself is a wonderful yet terrible weapon. You see, the tail feeds on the host's spine until it completely devours it and takes it place. This not only grants the bearer full use and potential of this gear, but if the tail breaks... well you may get an Idea of that would happen to your body.
It it said that the tail holds a personality of it's own, vicious and vindictive, it requires constant dotting and spoiling to keep it at bay. Legend tells Vritra made people squirm and screech their lifes out of their lungs to ease it's tail and lead it to a tranquil slumber.
With her delicate figure cornered between Daniel's arms, Melanie smirked deviously, finding intriguing the distance between the two of them. Melanie found herself easily swayed by Daniel's constant approach, but nothing she wasn't willing to risk. As he approached and asked about her texting fried she giggled, drawing circles on his chest while staring intently in the eyes. "I don't know... should I?" She asked teasing the boy once more before she lift her head barely so that she could reach his lips. It was an addicting sensation.
Corvo Bianco
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2015 8:24 am
Daniel was glad she was able to come up with this, this spontaneity. For the entire time they'd been talking, it seemed, she was checking in on her friend, talking about her friend... He was suddenly interested, but first thing's first. Now smirking into a kiss, Daniel slid his hands up the girl's shirt. The sound of a bra coming undone in the middle of the night was something from heaven.
"Of course. I'm a professional," he said with a wink as he raised up to remove his shirt. For a human he was certainly built, and there was even a scare on his midsection which hinted at a stab wound. His shirt landed on the floor to announce Melanie's choice: copulate and lead the man by the short hairs into a contract, or hold out; make him beg for it for the first time, and have that as a reward. Really, it was a matter of how much Melanie valued her virginity. That, or she could have another term in her contract. If she stuck around to figure out what the man wanted, she might lose his interest. Timing was key here, and Lamia seemed to be away.
Melanie Du Coteau Sacred Gear:Vritra's Tail: Devil's spine.
Stealthy, strong, long reach and flexible. The black dragon's tail was one of it's many deadly assets. The tail itself is a wonderful yet terrible weapon. You see, the tail feeds on the host's spine until it completely devours it and takes it place. This not only grants the bearer full use and potential of this gear, but if the tail breaks... well you may get an Idea of that would happen to your body.
It it said that the tail holds a personality of it's own, vicious and vindictive, it requires constant dotting and spoiling to keep it at bay. Legend tells Vritra made people squirm and screech their lifes out of their lungs to ease it's tail and lead it to a tranquil slumber.
Being by the lightened moment, his confidence, or just everything around this dance between giving and taking. The moment she heard her bra coming undone, she knew there was no way back.
Was it about the contract? Was it to get to know what it felt like? Was she doing this because she wanted to? Was she just curious about it?
Many questions would spin around her mind. Yet the sound of his belt unbuckling by her hands brought her into this moment. Would she really do it? Few days ago she would do it without thinking, she craved for it. But was this really what she wished for. Her leg would crawl gently to his side, stroking the side of her knee against his waist, her devious smile seem to be convinced by Daniel's statement. Without a second thought she would take her arms around his neck and pull themselves together.
She would claim his body, whispering between moments. "Do you like this?... would you like to keep it this way?" It was hard to tell how was she talking... or if he was just imagining her voice. "would you bind a contract with me?...would you let me take you?" The questions kept spinning swiftly into his mind at the same time as the demoness would embrace his body and make him a man.
Between twists and caresses there was a deeper bond. For none of them actually copulated, but were rather trapped between their minds. This way she could try whatever she pleased on the boy to satisfy her curiosity, by linking her mind with his. And so it would work the other way around, as Daniel would satisfy his deepest fantasies, yet Melanie would also be able to watch. To be entrapped in this Illusion. Learned on her visit at the training camp.
Corvo Bianco
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2015 3:52 pm
For obvious reasons I won't delve into the ways in which the female virgin was infinitely better than a male of the same predicament, but it should be noted that this was no small part of the cool electricity coursing through Daniel's veins, bathing every cell, sparking every chemical signal on full, feeding each switch through and up his spine: Sensual Nirvana.
It appeared as a smirk, and felt with ravenous hands, the demon inside every club crawler. It's eyes were closed and could not be opened after a certain point; just to see with perfect, unabated clarity the glory of Melanie's moonlit figure. He whispered something in her ear.
"You'll be fine."
Something generic, but necessary nonetheless. This went until Daniel got to a certain point--you know the point--and found things were going a little too smoothly. This didn't set well with him; he loved what was happening thus far, but that was only under the assumption Melanie was a virgin. So, as this reality began to collapse in on itself, so too did the illusion. Daniel stopped, a single sweat drop on his temple dropping on the empty couch before him. He followed it with quite a delay, and eventually looked at Melanie.
"... You're just another--another one of these demons who ******** with people!" He was more sad than angry, but it was clear Melanie needed to come clean and own her demon-ness, as thinking of another alternate would be incredibly hard, and perhaps work with it to snag this contract. The way Daniel slumped to a facepalm would certain agree this night was not over yet. He brushed his hair out of his face with a rough, quick stroke and took another look at the girl he barely knew.
Melanie Du Coteau Sacred Gear:Vritra's Tail: Devil's spine.
Stealthy, strong, long reach and flexible. The black dragon's tail was one of it's many deadly assets. The tail itself is a wonderful yet terrible weapon. You see, the tail feeds on the host's spine until it completely devours it and takes it place. This not only grants the bearer full use and potential of this gear, but if the tail breaks... well you may get an Idea of that would happen to your body.
It it said that the tail holds a personality of it's own, vicious and vindictive, it requires constant dotting and spoiling to keep it at bay. Legend tells Vritra made people squirm and screech their lifes out of their lungs to ease it's tail and lead it to a tranquil slumber.
"Maybe so... maybe I'm different. But who are you to tell? Or who am I to tell?" Melanie replied with a giggle, her hand would extend gently to take off the sweat drops which laid on his face, staring intently into his eyes, she could see the disgust and sickness she provoked him. Closing her eyes she smiled gently before pushing him aside so that she set some distance between them. Walking away from the sofa she observed the cozy apartment.
"Such a shame. I really liked this place."
Back with her disturbed patron she would stare at him briefly. Swirling her finger in the air he would see the bra beneath her shirt locking itself in place, and shortly after, Daniel's clothing doing the same for the boy, dressing him up.
"You are free to return to your club, snag a lady or two. I would not interfere. And please, forgive my intrusion in your life."
With that, Melanie took her eyes away from the boy and headed towards the exit. Even now, Janus's lessons were following her. Keeping track of what happened just now, made her wonder just what kind of demon was she?
Corvo Bianco
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2015 11:22 am
The bluff was strong with this one; the fact Melanie had picked up this habit was yet more evidence for her being a student of the wily GoD. Daniel, club man Danny-boy~ was straightening out his belt as Melanie approached the door. He still seemed out of it. At this moment the redhead would get a text from Lamia.
"Just made a deal~! What are you doing!?" About the time it was opened Daniel would be there, as if cued, to say, "You're just gonna leave? You can go back to the club and pick up all the little humans to be in your house; I find it a little---offensive that you passed me up." A drink in his hand, Daniel looked at Melanie with somewhat renewed resolve.
"... But you want me to go back? No. I don't see a point in it anymore. The only thing I can do is look for the one human left in the place. ... What if I had help? You could sense humans, right?"
Melanie Du Coteau Sacred Gear:Vritra's Tail: Devil's spine.
Stealthy, strong, long reach and flexible. The black dragon's tail was one of it's many deadly assets. The tail itself is a wonderful yet terrible weapon. You see, the tail feeds on the host's spine until it completely devours it and takes it place. This not only grants the bearer full use and potential of this gear, but if the tail breaks... well you may get an Idea of that would happen to your body.
It it said that the tail holds a personality of it's own, vicious and vindictive, it requires constant dotting and spoiling to keep it at bay. Legend tells Vritra made people squirm and screech their lifes out of their lungs to ease it's tail and lead it to a tranquil slumber.
As she read Lamia's text, the redhed smiled, pausing her exit while replying. "As expected from Lamia sempai. Good job! I'm heading back, this guy is not interested. Not worth to waste time with the unwilling. Perhaps I may found my first contract somewhere else." She was about to send the message when Daniel suddenly arrived. Making yet another swift approach at the demoness as he addressed his feelings towards being let out. The demoness lowered her cellphone, after all she had the right to keep her private affairs. Turning at Daniel, the redhead smiled softly, but this time there was a little punch to such smile, as if something cunning laid beneath those rosy lips of hers. Extending her had she would reach for Daniel's cheek. Her warm embrace spreading across his skin the moment they reached one another. "As you stated, it's just good business dear. But I am not taking anyone by force. Everyone has the chance to choose." She giggled mischievously, her seductive aura running out of her control. Still as she released it she felt, relieved, as if having more room to breathe. Feeling more confident. "You know, I also find offensive to be compared to other demons... to be just this ******** toy that snatches people away. You don't even know me yet you already labeled me as one of them. I may be a succubus, and that might be the common flag my species waves around. Still, I didn't force you to do anything you weren't willing to do. Did you not fancy me? Weren't you unsure I was the delicate dish you were craving for? I gave you the chance to "try out" the merchandise before buying. No compromise to it. Should you not like it you wouldn't be charged within my illusion, but if you happened to like it, we wouldn't start negotiations until you "finish" your field test. I may be a succubus but that doesn't mean I'll give away my virginity away to the first pretty boy I meet."
With that, she would claim Dany's lips, absorbing them within a soft embrace. Breaking away as she smiled, now addressing this little human hunt affair.
"I would love to dear, but I only serve those whom I have a contract with."
She added, her tail slowly but surely awakening because of the constant stimulation received from the environment.
Corvo Bianco
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2015 6:07 pm
Daniel seemed to relish the way Melanie rejected his earlier opinion of her. The feeling of enamorisation mixed up with new confidence in his eyes to produce a dazzling twinkle.
"You don't like me treating you like an object? TOO ******** BAD!" He downed his drink and welcomed her hands on him. "You're a Succubus. That means you'll outlive me a thousand times over easily; how could you possibly be hurt? Wake up, girl. You've got a lot of work to do." The kiss was sour as it was sweet.
"You think I don't notice you demons running yourselves ragged? Take me. Make a contract with me? I want this town's night scene on lock... More than it already is..." His eyes shifted away at that, but soon returned to look a Melanie with confidence and just a touch of trepidation.
Melanie Du Coteau Sacred Gear:Vritra's Tail: Devil's spine.
Stealthy, strong, long reach and flexible. The black dragon's tail was one of it's many deadly assets. The tail itself is a wonderful yet terrible weapon. You see, the tail feeds on the host's spine until it completely devours it and takes it place. This not only grants the bearer full use and potential of this gear, but if the tail breaks... well you may get an Idea of that would happen to your body.
It it said that the tail holds a personality of it's own, vicious and vindictive, it requires constant dotting and spoiling to keep it at bay. Legend tells Vritra made people squirm and screech their lifes out of their lungs to ease it's tail and lead it to a tranquil slumber.
Things would usually be labeled as too fast for Melanie. however her tail could sense the potential contract, along with all the more power they could collect out of this. And so, the tail bit Melanie's low guard, causing an adrenaline rush to take over her senses.
For Daniel, all he would feel about it was a sudden tremble from the redhead's body, as even now, her face remained calmed for the most part but the glitter in her eyes which called up she was intoxicated by the tail's play.
Without a moment of doubt, she would hold onto Daniel, she wouldn't give him a chance to make up his mind again and with a soft twist, Daniel would feel his world going upside down. Or more likely sideways since gravity seemed to be shifted from the floor to the wall he had his back against, leaving him laying on the new floor with Melanie sitting on top of him.
"Very well Master, name your price. And I will fulfill this contract."
Her voice was soft, gentle, yet the actions around them were not. A gentle stroke from her index would run from his chin down to his collarbone undoing any button, belt or lock on its way down.
"So, what would it be?"
This time she would jump straight into business, if he wanted her as an object this badly then a "cold" negotiation would be what she'll deliver.
Soon, the room temperature would begin to fall drastically, leaving their bodies as the only heat source they had. Cutting loose ends one by one.
Corvo Bianco
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 3:58 pm
Before Daniel could reply he had to react, his system in shock and struck to two channels of which neither "talk" was a part. There on the couch a nectar of joy mixed with the more pathetic feelings of regret and self-assurance to produce a slightly weakened but more invested look on the man's face. With eyes frosted dull, Daniel began to play with his new contractor.
"I want all I just asked for: this town's night scene, plus ten percent of whatever you pull in; and for that I need to live long enough to enjoy it, don't you think?" This was quickly turning into a win-win when considering how much Daniel could pull for Orino House. Sort of makes you wonder what else was at stake, doesn't it?
At this point a certain familiar flash could be spotted coming from the half-spilled bag in the intersection of the coffee table walkway and couch-foot shuffle space. Daniel wouldn’t be able to see it--unless of course he looked at the reflective soul-mirrors Melanie held in her head as eyes--but the Succubus sure would. It was an old friend, a former crush, and one helluva business partner.
“.... So what do you think?” Daniel seemed transfixed on this moment, a nexus of his entire being(s); the epitome of the empirical life and the essence of what was real in those saved for “dreams.”
Melanie Du Coteau Sacred Gear:Vritra's Tail: Devil's spine.
Stealthy, strong, long reach and flexible. The black dragon's tail was one of it's many deadly assets. The tail itself is a wonderful yet terrible weapon. You see, the tail feeds on the host's spine until it completely devours it and takes it place. This not only grants the bearer full use and potential of this gear, but if the tail breaks... well you may get an Idea of that would happen to your body.
It it said that the tail holds a personality of it's own, vicious and vindictive, it requires constant dotting and spoiling to keep it at bay. Legend tells Vritra made people squirm and screech their lifes out of their lungs to ease it's tail and lead it to a tranquil slumber.
For a cute face, Daniel was really greedy, something Melanie took in account. Perceiving a familiar presence, she was aware of it but decided to ignore her for the moment as she had a deal to seal. Illusions could wait for another day.
Smirking deviously as she took his hand, she stroked her cheek with Daniel's hand as she stared at him. Soon a mark would show on the oposite side of his palm as she stared at her contractor.
"As you wish, master."
She commented on a sweetened voice before he would put Daniel into deep slumber, after all she didn't knew if she was allowed to take people away. Also she needed help to fulfill this contract but couldn't let Daniel see her ask for help, it would ruin the mood. And such, a pleasant sleep was induced onto him as she took out her cellphone, her eyes finally adverting Yuri's presence.
"I thought you couldn't get away from the camp"
Said the redhead before her eyes returned their attention at the current business. Texting Lamia about the latest details and how she was unable to fulfill this guy's contract without help.
"Would you help me out?"
She recited as she wrote this last line on her message and finally sent it to Lamia's cellphone. Finally turning her eyes back at Yuri.
"I'm listening..."
She replied calmly, but it was clear she wasn't that happy to see Yuri. After all it reminded her of her own idiocy displayed in the form of ignorance. Unconsciously or perhaps on purpose, Yuri's presence was forcing Melanie to mature on radical speeds.
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