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 Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 10:20 am
As he walks through the club the only thing he can think of is getting through the club and to his apartment and scream at himself for being such a dumbass. Like the alpha male would need my help please he is very powerful and can look after himself what could a pup like me do to help him damnmit!!!!!!!((exit to apartment))
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 12:02 am
Watches the humans moves in the hot hot light.
God he was horny.
He moves through the crowd and begins to dance with a beautiful blonde in a red dress. He presses his aching groin hard against her ample bottom and growls in her ear.
Red, little red, come home with me.
The blonde turned in his arms and began licking his chest, nibbling his neck, running her long fingers through his unkempt hair. He picks her up and she laughs and he moves toward the door.
A man spoke up, a big man, he moved toward them and the blonde in his arms tightened momentarily before relaxing, molding herself to his chest. The man moved to grab the girl.
He turned his back on him and he felt the weight of the man around his neck, his body against his back. He turned and brushed his lips against the other mans.
You can come too sweety. The more the merrier.
He laughed and grabed the larger man around the waist and hoisted him onto his hip, his arm in a vice like grip around his waste. The man kicked and writhed with no success besides arousing him further. The blonde's body tightened and he smelled her fear. God he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.
He moved out to the parking lot, handcuffed the man in the bed of the truck and tucked the girl under his right arm in the front of the truck and drove on home.
Gonna have some fun tonight he whispered
He strokes the blondes hair as she quivers in fear. She hadn't expected to go home with him, she wanted a fight, wanted a little blood spilt, well she'd get that, she'd certainly get that. He chuckled and tickled the inside of her thigh moving up her dress. She began to whimper and yet he could smell that she was excited. This was one who liked danger, liked having a master, but perhaps not an abusive ******** like the one in the bed of his truck. He never fancied hurting women, and he had no respect for those who did. He'd make this one feel good, real good. Maybe even make her a wolf--the blonde cries out in pleasure as his hand continued its teasing little tour--and him...he pulled up in his driveway. Well it would be just as much fun.
He caried the blonde inside.
After she was asleep, her body going through the early augmenting stages of lycanthropy, he took the man out back and raped him, again, and again, and as he did so he slowly tore him apart from the inside out as his strength and his c**k tunneled through his body. After the man's last scream died upon his lips, his face in its final pain stricken contortion, he serenely began to eat.
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 5:33 pm
Q and Valentine walked in. Looking around, they only saw the regulars.
" Lets check upstairs. " The two walked up to the aparment.
((exit to apartment))
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 8:14 pm
Still pissed with himself, he decided to go outside or somewhere to blow of some steam. ( exit from club inside)
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Posted: Tue Sep 19, 2006 8:32 pm
Souno walked into the room, running a hand through his off-white hair. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it with his Zippo. He took a drag and felt his senses dull as his lungs filled with Smoke, the overwhelming smells of the bar dull. "Damn....that feels good....." He took another drag and walked over to an empty table in the corner of the bar. He began to feel hot and pushed his sleeves up to his elbows before looking down and quickly pulling the left one back down. He sat in the dark corner smoking and listening to the throb of the bass.
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 5:27 pm
Souno stood, his ears having heard enough. It was time for a stroll through central park. He quickly pulled out another cig and lit up. Breathing the thick smoke and holding it before slowly letting it spiral out of his mouth. "Sweet as mother's milk," He muttered as he stalked out of the club.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 7:55 pm
Valtanwar Watches the humans moves in the hot hot light. God he was horny. He moves through the crowd and begins to dance with a beautiful blonde in a red dress. He presses his aching groin hard against her ample bottom and growls in her ear. Red, little red, come home with me.The blonde turned in his arms and began licking his chest, nibbling his neck, running her long fingers through his unkempt hair. He picks her up and she laughs and he moves toward the door. A man spoke up, a big man, he moved toward them and the blonde in his arms tightened momentarily before relaxing, molding herself to his chest. The man moved to grab the girl. He turned his back on him and he felt the weight of the man around his neck, his body against his back. He turned and brushed his lips against the other mans. You can come too sweety. The more the merrier.He laughed and grabed the larger man around the waist and hoisted him onto his hip, his arm in a vice like grip around his waste. The man kicked and writhed with no success besides arousing him further. The blonde's body tightened and he smelled her fear. God he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. He moved out to the parking lot, handcuffed the man in the bed of the truck and tucked the girl under his right arm in the front of the truck and drove on home. Gonna have some fun tonight he whispered He strokes the blondes hair as she quivers in fear. She hadn't expected to go home with him, she wanted a fight, wanted a little blood spilt, well she'd get that, she'd certainly get that. He chuckled and tickled the inside of her thigh moving up her dress. She began to whimper and yet he could smell that she was excited. This was one who liked danger, liked having a master, but perhaps not an abusive ******** like the one in the bed of his truck. He never fancied hurting women, and he had no respect for those who did. He'd make this one feel good, real good. Maybe even make her a wolf--the blonde cries out in pleasure as his hand continued its teasing little tour--and him...he pulled up in his driveway. Well it would be just as much fun. He caried the blonde inside. After she was asleep, her body going through the early augmenting stages of lycanthropy, he took the man out back and raped him, again, and again, and as he did so he slowly tore him apart from the inside out as his strength and his c**k tunneled through his body. After the man's last scream died upon his lips, his face in its final pain stricken contortion, he serenely began to eat. ((Sexy *shudder* )) ((whats the point of this story... being here? Find a better outlet horny motherf***er))
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 10:20 am
She lets the heavy door slide shut behind her, looking around the club slowly as the loud bass from the dance floor beat within her ears. It looked like a normal club, nothing more. Her nose was the only thing that let her know differently. While many of the patrons were human, dancing and careless, she could smell that there were others who were most certainly not.
She tried not to tense up as she moved towards the bar, sliding up on to a stool to sit in wait, and ponder her next move.
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 9:51 pm
Another girl entered the bar behind Lexie, brushing past the few people outside of the club in an almost patronizing manner. A smug smile rested on freshly glossed pinked lips as the female moved towards the bar. She wore a full leather outfit: black jacket with a zipper opened half way to reveal a fitting forest green tank top. The same color pants were slipped into black riding boots that traveled up to just under her knee that attained silver belt buckles tracing their hooks. A midnight blue motorcycle helmet dangled in one hand as the other gloved fingers twirled around a set of keys. Deep red locks with few white streaks feel around graceful shoulders as bright violet eyes calmly scanned the club attendees.
Mmm… the race she had played on the freeway had an interesting ending, and now, the current reigning champ moved to sit down a stool over from Lexie. She swung her helmet up onto the counter, lightly bumping the other girl, “Oops, sorry about that- damn thing’s a bother to carry,” she apologized sheepishly for the action as she took her place. Envy's eyes trailed for the bar tender so she could quench the annoying dry taste in the back of her throat.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 2:16 pm
Lexie's hand clenched over the straight razor she kept in her pocket, quite obviously on edge when she's bumped into. She turned defensively but seemed to relax as the other girl apologized, relieved to see anyone in the club as apparently young as she is.
"Oh, uh...It's alright..." She pushes strands of purple and black hair behind her ear, taking a moment to think. "Cycle, huh? Wicked. Only ridden one once, an old boyfriend..." Her words trail off, searching for conversation and looking a tad desperate, "I'm erm...'New' here. Name's Lexie..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 8:31 pm
Envy’s eyes had been on the other side of the long bar when she first heard the words directed towards her. “Huh?” she paused and looked back to the other girl, thought about the conversation, then nodded lightly, “Oh yeah,” she shed a small smile, “Yeah, pretty new… I’ll probably get rid of the damn thing in a few months; when I get the money to put into my car,” she laughed, “Ah… gotta love the money shortage…” she again gave a small chuckle.
Her body pivoted slightly on the chair, turning more towards the girl speaking with her. “Again, sorry about the helmet,” she leaned a little, trying to take in the posture of the company, then glanced around them both. “New here, eh? I’d be careful who you tell that to… some… people around here are a bit… well… not exactly the right kind of guys you want to get mixed up with…” she sighed and leaned on the counter, “Where is that damn bar tender…” she muttered then cleared her throat, looking back to Lexie, “My names Logan,” she moved to take off one of her black leather riding gloves and extend the lightly tanned fingers underneath, “But most around here call me Envy, nice to meet a nice girl once in a while,” again a smile appeared, “So… speaking of which, what are you doing around here…?”
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 12:26 pm
Lexie's brows raise as she heard the girl might get rid of her bike so soon. That didn't sound like a money shortage at all, it sounded like a dream. But she nods as though she knows what that's like, instead of being familiar with scrounging for change just to get a ride on the subway.
Her hand lifts in a dismissive manner at the extra apology, it is obviously not needed, before going on to listen to Envy's good advice. "I'll...keep that in mind. I've heard things, about this place, that it can be dangerous...But...I'm not that helpless myself. As for what I'm doing here...At the moment, I'm just getting out of the cold...It's gotten so cold out there lately I was afraid I might freeze, and there wasn't really any place else for someone like me to go..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 11:27 pm
The girl sitting next to her smiled wide at the small pause that was received for a moment. Was it the comment about the bike? It got 'em every time. She cleared her throat and listened to Lexie, nodding her head.
"I'm sure your not... after all... your here," Envy smirked at her, then looked back to the bar tender that had finally come to take their order. She make a quick gesture to a bottle behind them, "Just a shot," then glanced back to Lexie. "So... you don't have anywhere to stay...? You really are new around here, huh...? Hmm... I'm not that accustomed to this place either... we're kind of in the same spot."
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 2:01 pm
Walking inside the club, Kaelin kept his hood up so hopefully nobody would recognise him. He prefered to keep himself to himself, especially when it came to people from his own race. Sitting down at the bar he ordered a pint of carling and waited for the drink to be served as he turned around and faced the crowd
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 8:44 pm
Lexie smiles vaguely, wondering if 'your here' meant more than just the obvious. Could this girl be trusted? The club was too full of intoxicating smells to tell, and she hadn't learned to trust her nose just yet, her powers still young and developing into what they would eventually become with time. "You're new here, too? How long have you been in the area?"
Her gaze turned slightly away from Envy, noticing as the male sat at the bar nearby. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she looked him over, naturally wary and curious at the same time.
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