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 Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 8:17 am
Seth
Seth straddled the bike behind her, his arms wrapping around her waist slowly. Her question reached his ears just over the rumble of the engine. Seth smiled and leaned in so he could whisper into her ear.
"Well I was thinking about inviting Angel, so you could rip her head off, but if you want Vincent to go instead, I guess he can have the invite." Seth chuckled as he leaned back prepared to go as fast as Libby wanted to, even blindfolded.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 10:15 am
Aimee Lynne Cox
Aimee shook her head, accidentally whipping her hair into Vincent.
"Don't. Short of killing (and you are not killing them) you'll just aggravate it further."
She giggled as Vincent made his way down her side; her flanks and tummy were always a little too sensitive, making for an interesting time whenever she made love.
"That tickles; stop that. So I take it that Vassili is a bit of a psychopath? Are you as well? Should I warn Lilly?"
Aimee gave a little sigh of pleasure when he bit on her.
"That feels divine. What are you, a demon or a vamper?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 10:46 am
Vincent
Vincent persisted with his hand moving across her stomach, the wiggling she did as he teased her was quite enticing.
"Wasn't going to kill them. Just torture them." He bit now on her neck again and sucked the skin lightly, not enough to mar it, but to make her moan.
"Aren't all demons psychopaths? Just how much of a psycho we are." Vincent stopped moving his hands and just rested his lips against her neck, breathing slowly.
"Vassili is a vampire. The first. He had a b*****d son, we weren't sure how. Hellsing, one of my masters tried to kill Dracula, I am the one who did it though." Vincent closed his eyes remembering that night. Hellsing had died from injuries.
"I've also been know to suck some blood. For some reason it is pleasurable for some women. And oh so sweet to me. Not as good as your, nectar, but makes a good drink with a green salad and a some bread." Vincent chuckled as his hand slid down to her leg and began drawing intricate patterns there.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 1:05 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
"Only a bit of torture? Well then I suppose that's okay. I think I'm growing fond of you, Vincent; I don't wish to have you be freed under my reign, not just yet."
Aimee smiled gently; she always did love a good story. It didn't matter if it was vrai ou faux, just that it held her attention.
"You don't know how he had a b*****d son? I imagine it was with a human girl. Maybe he was trying to be like Zeus? Running after an tail that would give him the time of day?"
She made a small face at the mention of drinking blood being pleasurable.
"With a salad? No thank. You know what, no thank just in general. I like my blood just the way it is: in me."
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 2:33 pm
Vincent
"Never planned on being free, not till I want to, more fun being with you than living free, at least for now." Vincent kissed her neck and then kissed it again.
"We are sterile, at least we thought we were. Luna and I tried to have a child. We figured out she didn't have a menstrual cycle like humans. Took six hundred years to figure that out." Vincent chuckled lightly as he started running his hand closer to her body again, long lines up and down her legs, closer to her quim.
"So I tried to concieve a child with a human who resembled Luna. That didn't work. Vassili though managed it, in Romania. A countess, who he killed later. His son went on a rampage after maturing way to fast and I put him down. I nearly cut Vassili's balls off." Vincent chuckled again. He was now running light circles along her lower stomach, his hand brushing through the tiny landing strip of hair there.
"I meant it was pleasurable when it came out. Usually masochists love it, though Vassili anyone can enjoy the drinking." Vincent flicked past her c**t, just barely grazing it and down her folds.
"I have told you what he can do, why he was made?" Vincent wasn't sure what she had told her anymore, the days were running together as he didn't sleep at all. Well he would have to sleep here soon, to process all the new information he was amassing.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 7:17 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
Liar. A silver tongued liar. Amelia smiled, and shifted her legs so that they were a little wider, giving Vincent better access to her most private parts; an invitation, if ever there was one.
"Maye you're not sterile; maybe your sperm is just lazy."
She giggled, but made a face when Vincent slowly stroked along her carefully waxed mons pubis.
"I'm jealous of Lilly sometimes; she's got blond hair, down there, you know? She doesn't have to shave."
Her protests mutated in her throat into a low, guttural moan when Vincent's cool fingers brushed across her sensitive bundles of nerves. It took nearly all of her will power to focus into coherent thoughts.
"About Vassili? Sure, a little...you told me he was the first vampire...and that's about it."
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 8:24 pm
Vincent
Vincent kept teasing her, liking the sound of her moans. Her joke about his seed was funny, but he knew he was sterile. He was twenty degrees cooler than humans, and Luna had been just as cold as he was. Libby and Vassili were almost the same temperature.
"Libby controls emotions, easy enough, any human can do it with words, she just bypasses that and does it with her power. I can move water according to my will. Vassili can control the mind to a near minute degree. Not your actions per say, but how it reacts." Vincent replaced his fingers with his now hardened member, he didn't slide in, just sliding back in forth, her lips wetting his pulsing organ.
"He can make you feel fear, on a physical level. Adrenalin pumps into your system, endorphins release and usually you see your worst nightmare. Or he can make the pleasure neurons fire off in your mind, inducing a orgasm so strong that it would make your heart burst." Vincent slowly, very slowly inched his way into her.
"He can shut your lungs down, your heart off, make your liver fail, or stop your kidneys from functioning. He is a physically genius, knowing every muscle, bone, lobe and nerve in the human body. He is also the scariest. He can manipulate his glamor much more effectively than Libby or I. So with a thought he could seduce you, making you c** with a look and then leave you wanting more." Vincent bottomed out and held himself there.
"So he uses this power to feed on virgins, he doesn't ******** them, he makes them climax till they are dry of blood, cause the climaxing forces the heart to pump double time, so he can pull blood faster. I've seen him drain six girls in forty seconds. They did it willingly and unwillingly." Vincent started to pull out now.
"I nearly killed him once, he tried to steal one of my charges, and I ended up back in the jewel, she ordered me there after being ordered to do it, but then at the last second I was forced out and had to attack him." Vincent stopped just before exiting her velvet soft hole and then proceeded back in, just as slow.
"So there you go, you know what a monster he is. Though I admit, I am biased." Vincent chuckled as he finished his spiel and when he bottomed out again, he increased the pace.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 8:48 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
Aimee whimpered as Vincent just teased her and did nothing else for what felt like forever. She tried to focus on his words, but failed miserably; only key phrases and words pierced through the growing fog of arousal. See your worst nightmare...make you c** with a look...drain six girls in forty seconds...
"Sounds like...sounds like a swell guy."
She began to move back against him, eager for more and more pleasure.
"Although I have to say...it sounds like you're a bit jealous. All you can do is control water."
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 6:53 am
Vincent
"He's a jerk really, lauding his skills over all of us. Doesn't help he killed his sister so she couldn't fight against his ways." Vincent used his iron grip to keep her from moving. He was enjoying torturing her with his snail pace.
"I'm not jealous, just hate him. Anyways he can't do this." Vincent pushed his whole body through her as he pulled her onto the bed onto her back. He was now on top of her, having never disconnected from her.
"Or this, well he can sorta do this, but I do it better." His already above average manhood filled out till she was stretched to just below uncomfortable limits. He pulled all the way out and then slammed back in, setting a pace only a supernatural being could maintain for any length of time.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 6:19 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
Aimee whimpered again when Vincent slowed down. He's such a tease...
"Why her and not you? Does he not consider you a threat? Or are you two demons too...equal in your own elements?"
Her whimpers turned into sighs of pleasure when Vincent began to quicken his pace; those in turn evolved into down right moans. All thoughts of comparing the demons went out the window and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Only after she'd had her pleasure multiple times would Vincent allow his own release, squirting deeply inside her. Aimee lay back in her afterglow, not wanting to move for a long time. But move she did, disengaging herself from Vincent...eventually.
"I need to pack..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 8:44 pm
Vincent
"Oh, but come back to bed lover. Its cold without you." Vincent chuckled as he grew clothing from his body.
"Well I'm packed." Vincent picked up her phone and dialed a number. It connected on the second ring.
"What kinda of car should we take? Exotic, Classic, or sensible." Vincent was on the phone with a rental agency.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 9:15 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
"It's cold with you, Vincent."
Aimee rolled her eyes. She pulled herself into her jeans and a long shirt, not bothering with underwear just yet. She grabbed an apple from the kitchen before going off and collecting her things; she called back to Vincent around a bit of apple.
"Something that can carry two surfboards, comfortably. Hey, can you make the water warmer? I don't want to wear my wetsuit."
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 6:40 am
Vincent
"One surfboard, I'll make my own once we get there." He told the lady to give them a F-350. It would be delivered to him, the payment was already sent. He walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter.
"I can make it warm enough you'll want to go nude." Vincent chuckled as he grabbed a apple and bit into it. It was good, not like the one from the garden but it would do.
"Fun tidbit, the forbidden fruit wasn't an apple, it was a Date fruit. Eve picked one from the tree, where the four rivers met. Let's see, who did the seducing? Oh Vassili." Vincent laughed lightly as he took another bite.
"Then I said ******** you Vassili and dried out two of the rivers. The Garden died and the people scattered. Good times." Vincent set the apple down and looked at it, then looked up at Aimee.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 11:11 am
Aimee Lynne Cox
"Not for you; Lilly. She surfs too, you know. Just...not very often. Like, at all. But its better if we have her board, anyways."
Aimee raised an eyebrow at Vincent. Nude? No, thank you.
"Lilly won't eat the fruit. She was read too many fairy-tales when was little."
She took another bite of her apple and disappeared into her room again, to find an empty bag and begin to shove clothes into it haphazardly. On top of them went two towels, a one piece and a two piece bathing suits and a trio of dog-eared paper-back books. She didn't think she'd have much time to read, but it never hurt to be careful.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 12:00 pm
Vincent
"Damn, ruins my evil plot to give her a poisoned apple to drop her into an eternal sleep till her prince charming kisses her. Oh wait it might have been a Princess for her." Vincent chuckled as he finished his apple and tossed it into the trash can with unerring accuracy.
"Time's almost up my red head fiend. You have what, another two classes and Lilly only has one, if I remember the schedule from this morning." Vincent needed at least half an hour with the girls who were harassing Lilly.
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