Hmm well now we are moving into that PM territory. XD Oh whatever shall they do now?
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The kiss stunned him at first, his emotions varied from confusion to agitation but eventually it all turned back to that intense feeling of desire. His arms wove behind her back and then picked her up intensifying the kiss and having her legs around him. Her scent was intoxicating and he couldn't get enough of it. All he wanted now was her, his vampire, his black rose.
He was the first to stop the kiss, primarily unlike Trixy he needed oxygen still to live. A mischievous smirk grew on his lip as a thought came to his head."You know why don't we continue this in another room," he said hoping she would catch on with what he was suggesting.
(Well that's all folks for now but this music vid should give an idea what is going to happen XD)
youtube.com/watch?v=0Cv-tczvvDo
Eh same here. If I can it will go up tonight, if not then tomorrow night is for certain. Would do it tomorrow morning but work tomorrow.
<Snipped quote by BlackPanther>
@TalijaKey
I feel like Danilo is going to lose it the most when he finds out. XD
I'm also glad that I'm not the only one truly digging this ship, we must make a pretty good team of authors, @Argetlam350!
Indeed and I do enjoy it myself as well. I wish to post again but I'm going to hold back a few days to let the others do there thing. So I'll give two days and then new post (or get impatient and do it late Sunday XD)
His prey was in his site. A simple hare, nothing hard to catch but make a sudden sound and it would bolt. He was concentrating hard on it, he was so close and about ready to strike when something, tickled his mind, something unfamiliar yet familiar as well. Then her name, the woman he was trying so hard to forget at the moment popped in his head and he jerked up forgetting his meal which ran off when he jumped up. The odd feeling wouldn't go away something telling him to go back, why he had no idea? His mind pondered earlier to that day and dawned on him. Perhaps a link had been made but why did she want to contact him, she rejected him or perhaps there was more to it. Either way the desire from earlier that day ignited and he spun around going back to where he had hid his clothes and shifted back to human. Normally the shift didn't seem to take all that long but now it felt like hours.
Human once more and fully clothed he leaped into his car, wheels digging into dirt before shooting off. He raced back to his house as fast as he could without killing anyway. He had been gone for a few hours, and returned home earlier then even he expected to return after that day. He pulled up his street and felt his heart pause seeing Trixy's bike. The connection felt stronger now. He pulled into the driveway and got out, his sudden burst of speed turning to a crawl unsure if he really wanted to see her face to face again, was she there just tell him to forget about her, play with his head to erase their encounters. It was a troubling thought but he pushed it aside and went to the door.
He twisted the knob and entered and was greeted by her scent. As he crossed the threshold he was greeted by her site. He stood there door now shut looking at her, awkward silence hung in the air.
"Um got your message," he said pointing at his head finally breaking the silence unsure what else to do. If he caved to his desires he would of done the kiss all over again from the morning but was hesitant not wanting the feeling of rejection again.
Human once more and fully clothed he leaped into his car, wheels digging into dirt before shooting off. He raced back to his house as fast as he could without killing anyway. He had been gone for a few hours, and returned home earlier then even he expected to return after that day. He pulled up his street and felt his heart pause seeing Trixy's bike. The connection felt stronger now. He pulled into the driveway and got out, his sudden burst of speed turning to a crawl unsure if he really wanted to see her face to face again, was she there just tell him to forget about her, play with his head to erase their encounters. It was a troubling thought but he pushed it aside and went to the door.
He twisted the knob and entered and was greeted by her scent. As he crossed the threshold he was greeted by her site. He stood there door now shut looking at her, awkward silence hung in the air.
"Um got your message," he said pointing at his head finally breaking the silence unsure what else to do. If he caved to his desires he would of done the kiss all over again from the morning but was hesitant not wanting the feeling of rejection again.
Awe.... Now you left sad wolf on his own, well a wolf now seemingly gone out of town. If only things were so simple to work out.
That kiss, everything just seemed to click in that one moment. It reminded him once of how liberating to be what he was rather then feeling like a monster. While her heart might not pump, his was working overtime. Finally having a small sweet taste of her, he didn't want to let her go, all that old hatred seemed so pointless so much unnecessary luggage gone. Yet as soon as the kiss had begun it was over, leaving a confused Tholo with a slight hurt look as she gave him a glare making him question what the hell he did to screw things up? Then her glare turned to glancing at everything he seemingly owned besides returning his own gaze.
He didn't even get a chance to ask what was wrong. She was gone and as much as he would of wanted to give chase, he couldn't out run a vehicle and he doubted he would get a free pass shifting in the middle of the city. He was alone as if everything had been a mere figment of his imagination.
It took a moment to process what happened and when he did an unsettling feeling sunk in. One that he definitely hadn't felt in centuries. He felt rejection, something that stabbed him even sharper then the knife from the attack of earlier. It made him look at how alone he was and for once after all the time being alone, he hated it, hated being fear, hated the one night flings, his cold view of the world. The wolf in him whined in sorrow, ears flat, tail drooping at the feeling. He stood up and took his cup to the sink and returned to grab the one Trixy left behind but decided to leave it. For what seemed like hours, he stood there unsure really what to do for once and thought about the kiss. It had felt so right but the way she had looked at him made him wonder if he had done wrong. He made an attempt at looking at the silver lining, on the plus side he didn't get stabbed again. Thinking positive didn't help. He growled in annoyance at himself, what was he thinking, him and a vampire, it would never work right? Plus he was the Big Bad Wolf, the monster of fairy tales.
It didn't matter how hard he tried at that moment the walls were damaged and the feeling of rejection kept seeping in. Maybe a day of tension would of been better then this shitty feeling he was now stuck with. He went to the fridge grabbing a beer and proceeded to head up stairs, going to the war zone that was his room. He picked up the two knives and went about cleaning them, finding anything to do then think about the kiss, any way to just try and forget Beatrix de la Croix. Perhaps he would go clubbing that night, find a way to suppress the desire that assaulted him for one woman. Have his fun and go for a run in the woods to clear his head.
Before he knew it he had cleaned up most of the mess that had happened that morning. The floor needed to be redone to which he finally decided to go hard wood along with replacing the banister for the stairs. As he passed the table once again his mind traveled to Trixy as he looked at the cup. Damn it all, he couldn't get rid of her and damn no woman was going to be the same after that kills. He wanted to shatter the cup, do something, ignite the flame of his old hatred again, curse her for what she was and spit on her name but he couldn't. Once again he left the cup.
He grabbed his keys and left his home. He needed to be away from the house, away from the city. He left a note, primarily if Danilo came around again, saying he was gone for awhile, and not sure when he honestly would be back. Maybe he would return that night, maybe a week. He needed to be out in the woods alone for awhile, human or as wolf, did not matter. He got in his car and drove to his usual hunting grounds and territory.
He parked the car off an old trail and covered it the best he could before wandering off. Once feeling he was far enough in, he stripped down putting the clothes in the hole of a tree to find them once he was done with whatever he was going to do. He fell to all four as the feeling of pain took him. Skin fell off him, teeth feel from his mouth, his skin tore and ripped as it was replaced by fur and new skin hidden beneath. Bones cracked as they sculpt and shaped themselves anew with organs shifting to accommodate the changes. It was only a few seconds before he was out running. Running from the pain that still in him. Finally where no one would hear him he howled in anguish and pain.
He didn't even get a chance to ask what was wrong. She was gone and as much as he would of wanted to give chase, he couldn't out run a vehicle and he doubted he would get a free pass shifting in the middle of the city. He was alone as if everything had been a mere figment of his imagination.
It took a moment to process what happened and when he did an unsettling feeling sunk in. One that he definitely hadn't felt in centuries. He felt rejection, something that stabbed him even sharper then the knife from the attack of earlier. It made him look at how alone he was and for once after all the time being alone, he hated it, hated being fear, hated the one night flings, his cold view of the world. The wolf in him whined in sorrow, ears flat, tail drooping at the feeling. He stood up and took his cup to the sink and returned to grab the one Trixy left behind but decided to leave it. For what seemed like hours, he stood there unsure really what to do for once and thought about the kiss. It had felt so right but the way she had looked at him made him wonder if he had done wrong. He made an attempt at looking at the silver lining, on the plus side he didn't get stabbed again. Thinking positive didn't help. He growled in annoyance at himself, what was he thinking, him and a vampire, it would never work right? Plus he was the Big Bad Wolf, the monster of fairy tales.
It didn't matter how hard he tried at that moment the walls were damaged and the feeling of rejection kept seeping in. Maybe a day of tension would of been better then this shitty feeling he was now stuck with. He went to the fridge grabbing a beer and proceeded to head up stairs, going to the war zone that was his room. He picked up the two knives and went about cleaning them, finding anything to do then think about the kiss, any way to just try and forget Beatrix de la Croix. Perhaps he would go clubbing that night, find a way to suppress the desire that assaulted him for one woman. Have his fun and go for a run in the woods to clear his head.
Before he knew it he had cleaned up most of the mess that had happened that morning. The floor needed to be redone to which he finally decided to go hard wood along with replacing the banister for the stairs. As he passed the table once again his mind traveled to Trixy as he looked at the cup. Damn it all, he couldn't get rid of her and damn no woman was going to be the same after that kills. He wanted to shatter the cup, do something, ignite the flame of his old hatred again, curse her for what she was and spit on her name but he couldn't. Once again he left the cup.
He grabbed his keys and left his home. He needed to be away from the house, away from the city. He left a note, primarily if Danilo came around again, saying he was gone for awhile, and not sure when he honestly would be back. Maybe he would return that night, maybe a week. He needed to be out in the woods alone for awhile, human or as wolf, did not matter. He got in his car and drove to his usual hunting grounds and territory.
He parked the car off an old trail and covered it the best he could before wandering off. Once feeling he was far enough in, he stripped down putting the clothes in the hole of a tree to find them once he was done with whatever he was going to do. He fell to all four as the feeling of pain took him. Skin fell off him, teeth feel from his mouth, his skin tore and ripped as it was replaced by fur and new skin hidden beneath. Bones cracked as they sculpt and shaped themselves anew with organs shifting to accommodate the changes. It was only a few seconds before he was out running. Running from the pain that still in him. Finally where no one would hear him he howled in anguish and pain.
I'm done with the final edits to my CS. She all good?
You're good.
@Argetlam350 AHH! I just read the post. They kissed!
THIS IS SO BIG FOR HER.
Sorry, I'm super excited, she is my favorite OC and every rp I've done with her, I've wanted her to find love, but it's never worked.
I have another OC like that. I've debated bringing her in here to see how it goes but keep going back and forth with it.
"We all need a hobby, especially those with long lives," he said upon hearing Trixy's love of painting.
“It is good to have an art that you are proud of. The blades weren’t so beautiful when they were in my chest, or your back, but perhaps I should take another look.”
"True," he said ",but sometimes the most beautiful of items are also the most deadly," he responded with a slight smile. Of course then he noticed the next few things Trixy did that got his mind to shift topics. He kept his eyes focused on her face rather then dare look down. He knew what she was doing but old traditions of being a gentleman kept his eyes from wandering to the site that rested now only about a foot away. He gave a smirk at her question thinking it over briefly. Of course she added the fact they were both predators, he couldn't hide that fact and watching telltale signs of emotions or slight ticks were something that they both watched for before they struck.
With her so close to him, he could take in her scent. Of course his shampoo was on her but her other scents lie beneath the surface, adding to the intoxicating aroma that assaulted his senses.
“Je sais ce que le loup veut.”
His French knowledge was still poor but he got at least wolf out of it and maybe what he thought was the word want. Two out of seven wasn't bad. He smirked when she moved away from his ear looking into her eyes that seem to be perfect sapphires. Screw control, he thought to himself as he let the next words come out of his mouth.
"Actions always speak louder then words," he said and seized his chance with her face still close to his and gave her the kiss she had asked for those few nights ago. Now of course in the back of his mind came the warning that one of those silver blades might find its place back inside him but for that moment he didn't care. Screw the past hatred, the vendetta for now. She was right, the wolf wanted something indeed, as much as he wanted to try and deny it, the wolf and he were one and the same mostly. If he wanted something, he was determined to get it and right at that moment it seemed he did indeed perhaps want her.
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