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Yeah, I just had a couple of assignments due at the end of last week, so I'm playing catch right now with all of my RPs. x)
Eep, sorry for the delay! I got busy with school work Dx
“It’s fine, it’s fine,” Mila laughed, as Charlie apologized about the slight clutter. “It just looks lived in. Cozy. I think I could…” her words gradually slowed as her attention shifted from the quaint apartment to the young woman’s slender neck as Charlie removed her scarf and coat. “…I could see myself living in a place like this,” she finished softly, closing the door and turning the lock.
She felt a sudden split second of intense temptation then, as the door lock clicked into place. In that brief moment, while the girl’s back was still turned, it would have taken no effort at all for the vampire to move forward, take what she wanted and be done. How fast and easy it might have been to press her roughly against the wall, tilt back her chin, and sink her fangs into the supple skin. She imagined the girl putting up a short struggle, until that overwhelmingly pleasurable sensation sank in, the one every victim felt from a vampire’s bite. Then she would go soft and limp and submissive. She might even beg her to continue. Mila could feel her incisors begin to sharpen as the scene played out fancifully in her head…
But instead she willed the temptation away. They were in the privacy of the apartment now, but that didn’t mean someone wouldn’t be able to hear them should the woman scream. More than that, if Mila struck now, that would be it. She’d have to finish her right then. And it might be satisfying for a moment, but it would be over too fast. Now that she’d possibly found a permanent living arrangement, it would be foolish to take the spoils now. There was a certain thrill in catching her meals by surprise, but it paled in comparison to the thrill of the hunt – the delight of circling her prey slowly, encouraging them to give in to her charms little by little until she had them ensnared. If blood intoxicated by alcohol was the cheap stuff, blood intoxicated by lust was the crème de la crème of her unnatural cuisine. And it was certainly worth the effort it took to control her impulses.
“I’m serious,” she added, bending to remove her high heels and place them by the door. She moved into the living room and took a seat on the dark leather sofa. “This place is even closer to where I work than my old apartment.” Mila watched as the girl began clearing a few dishes from the table, admiring her petite frame, through lazy, half-lidded eyes. “If you’re really looking for a roommate, I’d love to take you up on your offer. I’m sure it’s within my price range.” She laughed pleasantly and added, “I mean, you don’t have to decide just now, I’m sure you’ll want to get to know me a little first.”
Mila gave Charlie an appreciative look as she offered to let her use her shower things and even her PJ’s, all to make her feel at home. “You’re so sweet,” she said. “I don’t know what I would have done without you. I guess I’d have been forced to check into some seedy hotel around here.” Mila gave her a wink and an enchanting smile. “You’ve really come to my rescue. I’ll have to do something to make it up to you.”
“Oh, and if you want to eat I can make us something.”
A sudden flicker of amusement played across her features at Charlie’s offer. ‘I would love to eat,’ she thought silently to herself, her eyes becoming just a touch darker. “That’s alright, I’ve already had dinner.” ‘I’m famished.’ “I had a quick meal right after work.” ‘I haven’t eaten in two days.’
Two days was doable, but any longer than that and Mila had trouble keeping herself in check. She got lazy when she let herself get too hungry. She became too impulsive, too dangerous. She much preferred to have a snack every night, than to go on a binge after several days of fasting. As long as she played out this situation with Charlie just right, she’d be able to eat regularly for a good long while.
“But please, go ahead and make yourself something if you haven’t eaten dinner yet,’ she said politely. “And then maybe you can show me where I can find those PJs? I’d love to get out of these clothes.” She ran her fingers over the opening of her blouse and undid one more button. “There’s no such thing as casual Friday over at Avon,” she added with a grin. “That’s where I work, by the way. I’m a secretary over at that design firm a few blocks over. What do you do?”
She felt a sudden split second of intense temptation then, as the door lock clicked into place. In that brief moment, while the girl’s back was still turned, it would have taken no effort at all for the vampire to move forward, take what she wanted and be done. How fast and easy it might have been to press her roughly against the wall, tilt back her chin, and sink her fangs into the supple skin. She imagined the girl putting up a short struggle, until that overwhelmingly pleasurable sensation sank in, the one every victim felt from a vampire’s bite. Then she would go soft and limp and submissive. She might even beg her to continue. Mila could feel her incisors begin to sharpen as the scene played out fancifully in her head…
But instead she willed the temptation away. They were in the privacy of the apartment now, but that didn’t mean someone wouldn’t be able to hear them should the woman scream. More than that, if Mila struck now, that would be it. She’d have to finish her right then. And it might be satisfying for a moment, but it would be over too fast. Now that she’d possibly found a permanent living arrangement, it would be foolish to take the spoils now. There was a certain thrill in catching her meals by surprise, but it paled in comparison to the thrill of the hunt – the delight of circling her prey slowly, encouraging them to give in to her charms little by little until she had them ensnared. If blood intoxicated by alcohol was the cheap stuff, blood intoxicated by lust was the crème de la crème of her unnatural cuisine. And it was certainly worth the effort it took to control her impulses.
“I’m serious,” she added, bending to remove her high heels and place them by the door. She moved into the living room and took a seat on the dark leather sofa. “This place is even closer to where I work than my old apartment.” Mila watched as the girl began clearing a few dishes from the table, admiring her petite frame, through lazy, half-lidded eyes. “If you’re really looking for a roommate, I’d love to take you up on your offer. I’m sure it’s within my price range.” She laughed pleasantly and added, “I mean, you don’t have to decide just now, I’m sure you’ll want to get to know me a little first.”
Mila gave Charlie an appreciative look as she offered to let her use her shower things and even her PJ’s, all to make her feel at home. “You’re so sweet,” she said. “I don’t know what I would have done without you. I guess I’d have been forced to check into some seedy hotel around here.” Mila gave her a wink and an enchanting smile. “You’ve really come to my rescue. I’ll have to do something to make it up to you.”
“Oh, and if you want to eat I can make us something.”
A sudden flicker of amusement played across her features at Charlie’s offer. ‘I would love to eat,’ she thought silently to herself, her eyes becoming just a touch darker. “That’s alright, I’ve already had dinner.” ‘I’m famished.’ “I had a quick meal right after work.” ‘I haven’t eaten in two days.’
Two days was doable, but any longer than that and Mila had trouble keeping herself in check. She got lazy when she let herself get too hungry. She became too impulsive, too dangerous. She much preferred to have a snack every night, than to go on a binge after several days of fasting. As long as she played out this situation with Charlie just right, she’d be able to eat regularly for a good long while.
“But please, go ahead and make yourself something if you haven’t eaten dinner yet,’ she said politely. “And then maybe you can show me where I can find those PJs? I’d love to get out of these clothes.” She ran her fingers over the opening of her blouse and undid one more button. “There’s no such thing as casual Friday over at Avon,” she added with a grin. “That’s where I work, by the way. I’m a secretary over at that design firm a few blocks over. What do you do?”
Yep, I had to try out for the club team. It gets competitive because soccer is so popular. Try outs last a couple days, and after each day they post a list online of who ever gets called back. You have to make the first cut, then the second and then after that you make the team :) You also try out for certain positions. I mostly played right midfield in high school so that's the position I tried out for. That doesn't necessarily mean it's the only position you'll ever play in a game, but it's sort of like your speciality.
Think you'll continue dance when you get to college?
Think you'll continue dance when you get to college?
Jace Callahan
17
High School Senior
So there's basically three levels of sports you can do in college, at least here in the US. At the top is varsity, which is for the superstar athletes. Those are the players that get recruited by the school, play on tv, get tons of perks, all that stuff. Then you have the club team, which is still pretty competitive, especially for the popular sports like soccer, basketball, volleyball, etc., but it's no where near the level of varsity x) And finally there's intramural, which is just for fun and pretty much anybody can play. So yeah: varsity, club, intramural.
So which kind of dance is your favorite? Once, when I was like ten, my mom tried to get me to do jazz dance. But I was such a tomboy and thought it was too girly. But now I think it would have been pretty cool xD
So which kind of dance is your favorite? Once, when I was like ten, my mom tried to get me to do jazz dance. But I was such a tomboy and thought it was too girly. But now I think it would have been pretty cool xD
Yeah, I've always had more friends that were either younger or older than me, rather than people my own age x) That's kind of weird I guess xD I'm a couple years older than the other students in my design program, so right now most of my friends are just a little younger. I think once you get to a certain age though, a couple years really doesn't make a whole lot of difference.
Wow, a competitive dancer! That's amazing. Man, that will keep you in shape I bet? Yep, I'm a soccer player :) I played on my school's team all through high school and I play club soccer here at my university. My brother plays too, so we always make sure to have a mini scrimmage match when I visit home haha. Are you tiny then if you're a dancer?? I have one friend who does ballet and she's unbelievably petite. She calls me a giant, even though I'd say I'm only slightly taller than average x)
Wow, a competitive dancer! That's amazing. Man, that will keep you in shape I bet? Yep, I'm a soccer player :) I played on my school's team all through high school and I play club soccer here at my university. My brother plays too, so we always make sure to have a mini scrimmage match when I visit home haha. Are you tiny then if you're a dancer?? I have one friend who does ballet and she's unbelievably petite. She calls me a giant, even though I'd say I'm only slightly taller than average x)
“Charlie,” she repeated, as if the name was pleasing to her. Her gaze had settled on the other girl, calm and confident and even a little playful as she peered at her through heavy, dark lashes. “What a charming nickname. I’m Mila.”
She was standing in front of her now, several inches taller than the younger girl. Mila was close enough that Charlie would have to tilt her chin up a little to meet her eyes; the vampire noticed how delightfully innocent this made her appear. Her own eyes dropped to the girl’s lower lip as she absently chewed it in thought. Something as simple as that made the older woman feel a slight rush of bloodlust. The corner of her lip turned up into a slight smile, despite herself. ‘She’s adorable.’
"If you want a place to stay for the night, you're more then welcome to crash there."
The very words she’d been fishing for. Mila felt a thrill of triumph at the invitation, which she quickly translated into an expression of gratitude.
“Really? Are you sure? That would be great, I…I can’t thank you enough!” She looked suddenly apprehensive. “But are you sure it’s ok? I’m not interrupting any plans you had tonight? A cute girl like you, it’s hard to imagine you’re spending a night alone.” This time Mila took no pains to disguise the admiring look she swept over the girl, taking everything in. That Charlie’s blonde hair was pulled up into a ponytail was such a tease, since she still wore that scarf around her neck. Mila could imagine herself reaching out to grasp it and puling it slowly away to reveal the smooth, pulsating skin underneath. Instead, she just touched the ends of the scarf in an absent manner, gently massaging the material between her fingertips, the act bringing them a little closer together. She had a way of doing things like that without coming across as invasive. Rather her movements spoke of a kind of practiced grace - languid and poised. And maybe just a touch possessive…
“I’ve just had the worst night, and you’re being so nice to me. I really appreciate it.”
Another chilling gust of wind swept over them as they stood by staircase. “You must be freezing right now,” Mila said, her brow creasing with concern. She crossed her own arms in front of her, as if to shield herself from the cold. Of course, she was unaffected by the temperature – it was just one of those pretenses she had to remind herself to keep up. A human thing. Despite the calculated gesture, she still looked a little too much at ease in cool air, wearing only her thin white blouse and tight black skirt.
“I hate to keep you out here like this. Shall we head up?” Mila moved to link arms with Charlie, bringing them close in one effortless, graceful move. “You poor thing, you’re shivering!” Her cool body temperature would do nothing to warm her up of course, and her sweet smelling breath would be cool on the girl’s cheek as she leaned just a bit closer to murmur cheerfully, “Here, we’ll share body heat~”
Her eyes were dry by this point and her posture had straightened. She was looking less shy and more confident by the second. It was very subtle, but it was as if her entire personality was shifting into someone else’s – someone comfortable with herself, assertive even, not at all the type to be devastated by some loser boyfriend’s actions.
“Which apartment is yours?”
She was standing in front of her now, several inches taller than the younger girl. Mila was close enough that Charlie would have to tilt her chin up a little to meet her eyes; the vampire noticed how delightfully innocent this made her appear. Her own eyes dropped to the girl’s lower lip as she absently chewed it in thought. Something as simple as that made the older woman feel a slight rush of bloodlust. The corner of her lip turned up into a slight smile, despite herself. ‘She’s adorable.’
"If you want a place to stay for the night, you're more then welcome to crash there."
The very words she’d been fishing for. Mila felt a thrill of triumph at the invitation, which she quickly translated into an expression of gratitude.
“Really? Are you sure? That would be great, I…I can’t thank you enough!” She looked suddenly apprehensive. “But are you sure it’s ok? I’m not interrupting any plans you had tonight? A cute girl like you, it’s hard to imagine you’re spending a night alone.” This time Mila took no pains to disguise the admiring look she swept over the girl, taking everything in. That Charlie’s blonde hair was pulled up into a ponytail was such a tease, since she still wore that scarf around her neck. Mila could imagine herself reaching out to grasp it and puling it slowly away to reveal the smooth, pulsating skin underneath. Instead, she just touched the ends of the scarf in an absent manner, gently massaging the material between her fingertips, the act bringing them a little closer together. She had a way of doing things like that without coming across as invasive. Rather her movements spoke of a kind of practiced grace - languid and poised. And maybe just a touch possessive…
“I’ve just had the worst night, and you’re being so nice to me. I really appreciate it.”
Another chilling gust of wind swept over them as they stood by staircase. “You must be freezing right now,” Mila said, her brow creasing with concern. She crossed her own arms in front of her, as if to shield herself from the cold. Of course, she was unaffected by the temperature – it was just one of those pretenses she had to remind herself to keep up. A human thing. Despite the calculated gesture, she still looked a little too much at ease in cool air, wearing only her thin white blouse and tight black skirt.
“I hate to keep you out here like this. Shall we head up?” Mila moved to link arms with Charlie, bringing them close in one effortless, graceful move. “You poor thing, you’re shivering!” Her cool body temperature would do nothing to warm her up of course, and her sweet smelling breath would be cool on the girl’s cheek as she leaned just a bit closer to murmur cheerfully, “Here, we’ll share body heat~”
Her eyes were dry by this point and her posture had straightened. She was looking less shy and more confident by the second. It was very subtle, but it was as if her entire personality was shifting into someone else’s – someone comfortable with herself, assertive even, not at all the type to be devastated by some loser boyfriend’s actions.
“Which apartment is yours?”
A sophomore eh? You must be 15 or 16? I must seem so old to you then, me being 21 and all x) And turning 22 this summer ;_; Make it stop. xD
John Greene! Nice, I'm guessing you've read The Fault in Our Stars too? And yep, send me a signed copy once you make it big xD Actually, make that a couple, so I can make a few bucks selling them online ;)
Hmm, I think eventually it would be cool to create my own design company, or a partnership or something. But that's way down the line! It sounds like you're a very imaginative, creative person yourself. Ambitious too. Do you also do ballet, since you mentioned teaching a class? I helped coach a kids soccer team earlier this spring x) Those are the best kinds of part time jobs. Doesn't feel like work at all and you get your exercise on top of that x)
John Greene! Nice, I'm guessing you've read The Fault in Our Stars too? And yep, send me a signed copy once you make it big xD Actually, make that a couple, so I can make a few bucks selling them online ;)
Hmm, I think eventually it would be cool to create my own design company, or a partnership or something. But that's way down the line! It sounds like you're a very imaginative, creative person yourself. Ambitious too. Do you also do ballet, since you mentioned teaching a class? I helped coach a kids soccer team earlier this spring x) Those are the best kinds of part time jobs. Doesn't feel like work at all and you get your exercise on top of that x)
Back home yay xD Hopefully I'll post my reply before you fall asleep ;)
Woah, cool, do you know what your novel will be about? Can I buy a copy? xD My plan after graduation is to work as a graphic designer for an advertisement agency. So thd company would take on clients, businesses, no-profit groups, etc, and create their identity through branding, logos, ads, all that, and I would be part of the team that designs and prints all of those things x) I'm working on getting an internship for the summer so I can start making some connections. I actually started out learning traditional printmaking like woodblock, lino, screen print and stuff, but now I'm learning photoshop and illustrator, and totally in love with them x)
Aw that sucks ;_: Are you trying to find another one? My job's not too glamorous - just a cashier at a tiny grocery store heh. But they're so flexible with hours, it's a nice part time job to have while in school.
So you're in high school? What grade?
Woah, cool, do you know what your novel will be about? Can I buy a copy? xD My plan after graduation is to work as a graphic designer for an advertisement agency. So thd company would take on clients, businesses, no-profit groups, etc, and create their identity through branding, logos, ads, all that, and I would be part of the team that designs and prints all of those things x) I'm working on getting an internship for the summer so I can start making some connections. I actually started out learning traditional printmaking like woodblock, lino, screen print and stuff, but now I'm learning photoshop and illustrator, and totally in love with them x)
Aw that sucks ;_: Are you trying to find another one? My job's not too glamorous - just a cashier at a tiny grocery store heh. But they're so flexible with hours, it's a nice part time job to have while in school.
So you're in high school? What grade?
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