<blockquote><div><cite>Forgotten_Wolf wrote:</cite> Michael was restless, uneasy. He was hungryâ€¦ not in the normal fashion one might think but rather a manner he received from his father. He needed a soulâ€¦ or someoneâ€™s lust to satisfy his hunger. The full moon in the sky was making his skin itch and pushing his instincts into overdrive.<br/><br/>He paced in the dark alley way as he watched, unconcerned with the cool autumn air despite his dress. Bare feet ignored the dangers and roughness of the ground with every predatory step. His jeans were torn in multiple places, some from strain and others from claws. His black sleeveless was a bit stretched and loose on him from repeated use and abuse from some of his transformations.<br/><br/>Of course that was easier said than doneâ€¦ humans were generally too frail for his tastes, dying or breaking before things could really get enjoyable. Didnâ€™t help matters that he didnâ€™t generally go for those who make it easy or feign disinterest, he didnâ€™t have time for those underlings. He liked fearâ€¦ He liked aggressionâ€¦ He loved running down his targets, he loved for them to fight backâ€¦ Loved how that fight and fear slowly drained away as they succumb to the gifts his father gave him. That was the best part: getting them to ultimately give in and submit to him.<br/><br/>The club was a good place to find a potentially suitable preyâ€¦ something with looks worthy of his attention and not too drunk to ruin the hunt. Sure he could go in, but there would be too much noise and choices plus thereâ€™s an air of safety to clubs with their bouncersâ€¦ He didnâ€™t want his prey to feel safe.<br/><br/>He kept his molten gold and red eyes scanning the building and the entrances/exits, a hungry predatory look in them. Just waiting for the right prey to slip out. He licks his chops eagerly.</div></blockquote><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Nehmahati wrote:</cite>Kat polished off the last of her drink as she listened to the sounds around her, the chattering, the hollars. Letting her eyes wander the crowd, she spotted Adrianna across the room, making her way towards her. She let her eyes pass over Adrianna's form appreciatively with a grin that curved her full lips.<br/><br/>When Adrianna approached her, she slipped close beside Kat, leaning in so that her lips brushed Kat's earlobe. "Come on, come dance with me." She said, slipping her fingers around Kat's own. Kat let out a chuckle and set the glass upon the bar counter top before standing with Adrianna. Adrianna guided her through the crowds, shoving past heated bodies. <br/><br/>Finally, Adrianna stopped and turned around, her body beginning to move against Kat's own. Kat's grin widened, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she let her hands glide to Adrianna's hips. Her own hips began to grind against Adrianna's own, moving to the rhythm of the music.<br/><br/>Their bodies grinded together and ever once in a while, their bodies would press together a little more intimately. After a while, she could feel her body heating, her skin flushing red. She leaned into Adrianna's ear. "Hey, I'm gonna go get some fresh air, I'll be back in a few, alright?" She nipped playfully at Adrianna, whom she had always been flirtacious with. Adrianna grinned and gave a small nod.<br/><br/>Kat turned, sliding her hands away from Adrianna before making her way through the crowds. She had to shove a few people apart just to get past them until she finally made it to the door. She slid outside and immediately felt the cool night air hit her heated flesh. She moved away from the door, walking down the length of side walk until she came to a stretch of brick wall.<br/><br/>She leaned her back against it, leaning her head back to rest as she closed her eyes for a moment. The street lamp flickered a little as if it might go out, but for the moment, it still remained on. She could feel her heart still thumping in her chest from the adrenaline of dancing and she let herself relax against the wall, trying to slow her beating heart. It had been such a good night and a smile of contentment curved her full lips. She couldn't wait til the next time they got to play again. </div></blockquote><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Forgotten_Wolf wrote:</cite> The night was growing boring and as such Michaelâ€™s blood was getting more restless with each passing moment. Everything that passed out of the place didnâ€™t suit him. Either too fragile, too drunk, or just too plain. If he didnâ€™t find something soon heâ€™d have to move to new hunting groundsâ€¦ or just grab some one and hope theyâ€™d work out without dying.<br/><br/>Of course when the night began so seem hopeless, she walked out. The flaming red hair made it hard to miss her and her figure just made it all the easier for his eyes to leer at her. The scent that drifted to him drew his attention even further. Something unique that heâ€™s never come across before with a faint scent of sweat and just a tinge of lustful stirringsâ€¦ She would do.<br/><br/>Following her was fairly easy as she didnâ€™t go far though staying out of sight was a little trickier. He was able to find another nook to watch from as the young lady seemed to be reminiscing on the night and relaxing. It would be such a shame to ruin that lovely things night, Michael thought sarcastically as he planned his approach.<br/><br/>For a second that lamppost continued to flicker erratically only to suddenly shatter, the filaments flashing brightly as the oxygen hits them before burning out. In the instant darkness fell, something grabbed Kat pulling her further into the darkness and out of sight of people before slamming back against the wall. â€œWell, wellâ€¦ Arenâ€™t you a pretty little thing,â€ Michaelâ€™s deep and dark voice came out in a menacing manner though he knew it reverberate through her body in a different manner.<br/><br/>His hand was tight around her neck holding her against the wall and ready to tighten incase she tried to call out for help. His eyes trailed across her body in the darkness and took a deep breathe to really get her scent. When the breath came out, it came with a small satisfied (and predatory) growl. â€œAhhh, yes you are a sweet thingâ€¦ going to be a shame to ruin such a nice thing,â€ He chuckled evilly as he stared at her. <br/><br/>The darkness mostly protected her from the effect of his eyes which was part of the reason he chose such an approachâ€¦ it would be no fun if she submitted too quickly. The other part was to keep what was happening out of the eyes of the public, the last thing he wanted was someone interrupting.</div></blockquote>