Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)
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				Title: <strong>Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>30-01-2015, 23:22:35</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mood Music</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AR-sMAI740E<br></div></div>One day, they had been a happy couple. They had enjoyed walks under the sun, smooches here and there, and had plenty of fun in the comfort of their apartment. They went to movies, or out to eat. They had their separate work lives, and friends, but they always found time for each other. They were always there for each other. Many would call the couple blessed.<br><br>Then, one day, she didn't come home. The man became worried. He called, and he called, and he called, and he looked, and he watched. And everywhere he went, everyone he turned to, the same thing. No one knew what happened. No one had seen anything. No one understood.&nbsp; A day became days; became weeks; became months. Life had stopped for him, even as the sun and moon continued their cycle, uncaring.<br><br>One by one, people wrote her off as dead, or gone.&nbsp; But never was a body found, nor was she ever seen. No one ever called the missing person hotline. No ransom demands or threats ever came. Time just passed. Life went on, but the man was defeated.<br><br>He lost his job. He drank, and drank. He eventually lost the apartment. Somehow, somewhere along the way, about a year after the night she had gone missing, the young man found himself back with his parents. They took him in; helped him clean up. Like good parents, they nurtured and cared for him. He got sober, he got a job. He even went out on a few dates, but nobody could compete with the ghost of perfection. <br><br><hr>That was then. This is now. The place? A small studio apartment, out in Maine. Things were quiet out here; it was far away from where the happy couple had lived, a whole state away. He finally got his affairs in order, was finally ready to move on with his life. The day had been spent moving his things in, getting his new place all situated. Dusk had already come and gone.&nbsp; The man now sat on his loveseat, and ate some pizza that he'd ordered. Sausage, onions, and peppers, his all time favorite.&nbsp; He was even 'cheating' and drinking a soda; Dr. Pepper. He had always been big about eating healthy, always finding interesting ways to take fresh meat, vegetables, and spices, and prepare extravagant foods for them, all while keeping a strict budget. <br><br>One look at his fridge might have some doubting his ability to cook now, though. It was pretty much empty, just had some bottles of water in it. Though, the fact of it was, he would go shopping for groceries in the morning. He just wanted to eat his dinner, take a shower, and get to bed early. The move had been tiring, and as much as he hated to admit it, all that drinking and depriving himself... well, it did do a number on his once athletic frame. he still hadn't fully gotten back to that wonderful figure of his. But, with this fresh start, he already had a plan to incorporate exercise, and remake his diet. He wasn't going to squander his life any more, he wasn't going to let himself rot and fester. He would take back control of his life!<br><br>Little did Alfred know, that on this night, his world would be truly turned upside down...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>31-01-2015, 01:29:26</strong>
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				It had taken Erica weeks to find him, and that was after the months it had taken for her to get permission to even look.&nbsp; By the time she realized he'd moved a whole state away, her heart was nearly wrung cold.&nbsp; She had <em>tried</em> to get back sooner.&nbsp; Desperately, at first, something she'd had to be disciplined for more than once.&nbsp; Still she'd missed his movements.&nbsp; Knowing Alfred, he'd gone back to his parents, but she hadn't dared to even search for them online, much less commit surveillance on their house.&nbsp; She was never supposed to see him again, they'd said.&nbsp; It was an answer she'd never accepted.<br><br>Now, now that she'd found him, was nearing his door, getting closer to him than she'd been in over a year, her emotions overwhelmed her.&nbsp; Would she recognize him?&nbsp; He had been about the timeless age where men don't really appear different year to year, whereas she...she might look vastly different to him.&nbsp; She wished her palms felt clammy, that her heart pounded, that there was some outward sign of her distress.<br><br>She stood outside the door, looking at the handwriting on the paper.&nbsp; It was neat, no mistaking the numbers or letters.&nbsp; No escape by pretending she'd gotten lost, or transposed the digits.&nbsp; Still, she hesitated, raising her hand once, then twice, then a third time, still unable to knock.&nbsp; She had to hurry.&nbsp; If anyone saw her in the hallway, she'd lose her nerve, not to mention have to deal with a witness.<br><br>At the thought of another person, her mind raced through thousands of scenarios involving Alfred and another girl, or guy, or both, being there when she walked in.&nbsp; Not that he'd ever expressed interest in guys, or even any other women in the time they'd been together.&nbsp; They'd been so happy, she thought.&nbsp; Their own little apartment.&nbsp; A life that suited both of them, seperately and together, but...then...&nbsp; She turned her head, looking down the hall, trying to banish the thoughts of the nights she'd spent without him.<br><br>She didn't want to go through that again.<br><br>Her hand lifted, and she knocked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>31-01-2015, 03:04:15</strong>
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				One slice became two slices, became three slices, became... half a pizza. Yes. Half of a large pizza. That was enough to satisfy his hunger. The rest, he'd save; it'd make a decent breakfast. Hell, this kind of reminded him of his college years. He sighed as he closed the box, put it away in the fridge, and washed up in the kitchenette's sink.&nbsp; <br><br>It was as he was washing his hands that he heard the knock at the door. "Just a moment," He called out, turning off the water, grabbing a paper towel, and drying his hands as he covered the distance between the kitchenette, and the front door. His voice still had that rich warmth to it that he had always possessed. <br><br>He wondered about who was at the door; he wasn't expecting anyone. Maybe they were lost, or maybe it was a friendly neighbor coming to greet the new guy? <br><br>The sound of the deadbolt being undone could be heard, and then, right after that, the door creaked open. The door was mostly closed, just enough space for his head to be clearly visible and peeking out at the one in the hallway. "Hel...lo?" What had initially started off as a warm, if somewhat guarded greeting, quickly faltered, and sputtered out into confusion and quietness.<br><br>He watched her. He blinked several times, and his general disposition showed that he was... confused. Not scared or anything, but really confused and uncertain. "Uhh..." It was rare for him to be tongue-tied, but one could hardly fault him. <br><br>He smells sweet, but not in a sickening way. it's light. Citrus. He always did love citrus.&nbsp; And, something new for her, something she's probably finally getting used to... his heartbeat. It was fast, but steady. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>31-01-2015, 03:19:00</strong>
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				She stared back at him through the gap.&nbsp; She had had a whole speech planned.&nbsp; About how she'd never wanted to leave him, how she know she'd hurt him.&nbsp; How if he could just stay with her everything would be okay!&nbsp; She'd imagined them embracing in a thousand different ways, the heated feel of his lips on hers.&nbsp; Her hands running through his hair, over the soft skin of his shoulders.&nbsp; Finding that favorite spot and kissing it, long and deep.&nbsp; Instead, she stared.<br><br>Eventually, and not at all what she had expected to do, she turned away from him towards the stairwell, her body moving quicker than she meant it to, but moving none the less.<br><br>It had been a mistake to come.&nbsp; It had drug up too many feelings, too many secrets she couldn't reveal.&nbsp; She consoled herself that she might just be able to leave now and he would forget, wouldn't be in any danger.&nbsp; She knew it wasn't true, but she wanted to believe it.&nbsp; All the dreams she'd had of seeing him again had risen in her mouth like bile, clogging her throat and stopping her from even saying hello.&nbsp; As she stood there, hiding her face in her hands, she knew she should have just left him alone.&nbsp; Let him get on with his life.&nbsp; But she couldn't.&nbsp; As much as she knew it was wrong, she was glad she had come.<br><br>Slowly, ever so slowly, fearing he would still be at the door, looking, she turned her head back over her shoulder, her long auburn hair masking most of her face.<br><br>"Um...Hi Alfred."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>31-01-2015, 03:37:09</strong>
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				Confusion gives way to a firm frown as he watches her suddenly take off, as if she were as spooked as he was. He pushed the door further open, stepping out into the hallway, and moving after her. He couldn't think of anything to say; he didn't want to just go blindly screaming her name. He was never one to do impulsive things like that. But, he had seen her, and now he had to know. He had to know who she was, what had happened...<br><br>She stopped. He stopped. A few feet of breathing space stood in between them. He smiled at her, though it seemed a bit weak; not as bright as it often was. "Erica. Are you real?&nbsp; Really here?" He wanted her to be. He really, truly wanted it to be her. But at the same time, he was not quite certain how to feel right now. It was such an odd mixture. Fear, anxiety, hope, love, wariness, all combined with the exhaustion of the day and a good dose of adrenaline. <br><br>He seemed a bit different. He had put on a few pounds. He now had thick stubble, instead of his usual smooth shave. His hair, which he usually kept around shoulder length, was cut short.&nbsp; He was only wearing a pair of denim jeans, a mossy green flannel shirt, and thick socks.&nbsp; He never was one to wear shoes around the house, and hadn't stopped to put shoes on before answering the door. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>31-01-2015, 04:23:35</strong>
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				<em>Erica.</em><br><br>As her name passed his lips she died all over again.&nbsp; The wanting, the needing, the distance between them, she imagined it all gone with that one word.&nbsp; She caught his gaze, her lips parting slightly as she delved through those eyes to her memories once again.&nbsp; The differences time had caused vanished and he stood before her, looking to her not a second older or different than when she had last kissed him goodbye before heading out that night.&nbsp; Her hand reached up, millimeters from his cheek, but refusing to touch it.&nbsp; Then his body shifted in the unconscious ways they do and she was caressing him lightly, bringing her fingers along his jaw line to the tip of his chin.<br><br>As far as looks were concerned, she hadn't changed.&nbsp; If anything, she was slightly better looking than when they had parted.&nbsp; Her hair shown in the dimly lit hallway, full of body and volume.&nbsp; Her nails, always bitten when they had been together, now looked perfectly manicured and polished.&nbsp; Her cheeks were flush, but not overly pink, a nice compliment to her luscious lips.&nbsp; Her breasts were firmer, her stomach flatter, even her calves looked toned.&nbsp; The light grey business skirt showed her legs off nicely, in fact, with just enough length to be modest, but high enough to draw the imagination upward.&nbsp; The black heels only added to her already decent 5'6.<br><br>She looked down at the floor, unable to meet his eyes any longer.&nbsp; Her guilt, shame, desire and need outweighed her joy and happiness at seeing him again.&nbsp; "Yes, Alfred.&nbsp; It's me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>31-01-2015, 22:06:19</strong>
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				At the touch of her hand against his cheek, he took in a sharp inhalation of breath. Slowly, he let the breath escape from his mouth. His heart continued to go <em>thud-thud-thud-thud-thud</em> in his chest.&nbsp; He leaned forward, towards her, and went to wrap his arms around her, wanting nothing more than to hold her in his arms, to hug her close, and maybe not let go.&nbsp; he had always been a cuddler, had always love to hug and snuggle, so it shouldn't be too much of a surprise that that is the first thing he seems to want to do. <br><br>"Come. Come inside with me, Erica. Please." He'd step back after saying this. "I need to know what happened." Running now, it seems, would not be a good option. If she were to run now, she would shatter his heart once again, and leave him broken all over; maybe even worse than before. His voice was rich with mixed, complex emotions. Happiness at seeing her alive; disbelief; the need to know; the smallest hint of anxiety, perhaps. <br><br>At one point in time, it'd be easy to say that these two would wind up having their happily ever after ending. That was then, though. Now? It really was up in the air as to how this complex story would end. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 02:34:30</strong>
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				Her hand dropping from his chin as he hugged her, her body tensed, wondering if he could tell, wondering if he would know right away.&nbsp; He didn't, it seemed.&nbsp; As his arms encircled her she felt again for that brief moment that everything would be alright, that she was home, that she could start where they'd left off, with nothing having changed.&nbsp; But it had changed, and she knew she dare not return his embrace, at least not until she got herself under control.&nbsp; For all she knew she'd forget herself and crush him before she even realized it.<br><br>He was speaking, inviting her in, then saying her name again.&nbsp; Her heart melted for the second time in as many minutes.&nbsp; He'd seen her, it was too late to go back.&nbsp; The next few hours could determine so much, and he knew so little.&nbsp; She saw so many things pass behind his eyes, but had trouble reading them.&nbsp; At one point, they'd been so in tune, she would hand him things without even looking at him, not to mention before he'd have to ask her.&nbsp; She guessed that some was the same mixture of hope and excitement that filled her mind, the rest, though, she wouldn't know until they spoke.<br><br>She stared at him for a moment before nodding silently and taking his hand to follow him inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 04:14:30</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Floor plan</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://www.meadowbrookapartments.net/Floor_plan_images/465.JPG) </div></div><br>He took her hand happily, leading her back towards his place. The hallway had five other apartments on this floor; it was the third, and top, floor. A nice little tenement building, probably built in only the past few years. Her hand felt cold, especially compared to his warm hands. "It's been cold out lately. You really should wear gloves," So he did notice something off, but as humans were prone to do, he found a mundane and rational explanation. It was autumn, after all, and the nights were getting colder. <br><br>He pushed the door open, leading her in, then closed it behind him. He locked it, out of habit. It's true what they say: old habits never quite die.&nbsp; It was a pretty nice place, though not as nice as the one bedroom apartment they had shared.&nbsp; At 400 square feet, it was pretty large for a studio, but nearly half the size of their old apartment. The kitchenette was small, but efficient, and located directly to their left as one walked inside the apartment. It had a nice little counter spot, for eating at, and he even had two stools.<br><br>Directly ahead of them was the living room area, which currently had a loveseat set squarely in the middle of it, and a tv stand on the wall opposite it. A small flatscreen tv was, of course, sitting on the stand, but the cables are just splayed out; it hasn't been hooked up yet. There was a DVD player next to it, too, and his collection of DVDs were on a small shelfing unit that was actually built into the stand itself; nice, neat, optimal. It made sense he would pick something like that.<br><br>In the kitchenette, there were four large cardboard boxes, still taped up, just sitting on the counter. Each of the boxes were labeled 'kitchen', and doubtlessly contained cooking and eating utensils. He always did love to cook. <br><br>The bedroom was set up with a double bed on a boxspring, and a frame that had drawers built into the bottom of it. And again, of course he would pick something like that, it gave him extra storage space. He was always a bit obsessive compulsive about arranging things so neatly, but it usually made him endearing rather than annoying.&nbsp; It was covered in the same pillows and blankets that they had had when living together, though everything else in the apartment, so far, seems to be... used, yet, new. Not their old things. In truth, a lot of their old things were gone by now. It was back during the time where he was basically drunk 24/7, and he honestly had very little recollection of those days, which may very well be for the best.<br><br>There were boxes on the floor in the bedroom, one being marked 'bathroom', while the others were marked 'clothes'. The bathroom had only a single roll of toilet paper in it right now, as he had planned to get everything set up after his pizza dinner; needless to say, there was now something more important than that to do.<br><br>Finally, one may note, that right now, there were no lights in the bedroom or living room. There was just the light on in the kitchen, and a light in the bathroom; currently off. There didn't seem to be any lamps around, either, which means that at some point, probably tomorrow, he's going to be going into town to buy one. <br><br>In silence, he would lead her into the living room, moving to settle down onto the love seat. As he did so, his body seemed tense in some ways, slack in others. Nevermind the melange of emotions he was feeling, he was tired from the move. It was a two hour trip out here from his parents place, and they had done so much work packing up the U-haul, and then unloading it. The tiredness showed. "What happened?" It was such a plain question. She had to have seen it coming, too. It's a question that has haunted him for this entire time, that has bounced around his head, and haunted his dreams. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 04:57:57</strong>
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				She thought of withdrawing her hand from his when he commented on it, but she had come all this way that she felt she would rather die than lose contact with him after all this time.&nbsp; She let the comment pass, hoping he'd be to busy wondering what had happened to her that it would slip his mind.&nbsp; Her first gaze at the apartment left her sad, seeing his things in boxes, the empty look of the place.&nbsp; She had hoped he might have been settled, maybe even have found someone else, though that would have killed her in its own way.&nbsp; Instead, it seemed he was only just now getting back on his feet.&nbsp; She wanted so badly to erase the time she had missed, change what had happened, but it was too late for that.<br><br>It was dark, the moonlight blocked by the long vertical blinds over the patio door.&nbsp; She'd noticed the balcony from the outside of the building and had theorized about using that as an entry point, but it seemed to...cliche...to her.&nbsp; It seemed he'd been eating alone in the dark on the love seat, a rather depressing dinner compared to the constant back and forth they'd had at their small kitchen table at their apartment over wine and candlelight.&nbsp; Or the bright banter if they picnicked in the park, ending with the two of them making out on her grandmothers old red and white checked blanket.&nbsp; She closed her eyes as the memories passed.<br><br>He led her to the living room and sat on the couch.&nbsp; She followed suit almost as easily as if they had no secrets between them, though she knew there were many, now.&nbsp; He looked worn, but excited.&nbsp; She was probably going to burden him very unpleasantly on top of all the other stress he'd obviously been under.&nbsp; No on liked to move.&nbsp; Still, when he asked her, she had to take a moment to process it.&nbsp; Yes, it had really happened.&nbsp; He was really there, and expectant and desperate look on his face, begging her to explain why he had endured so much, only to have her return here, now.&nbsp; She dropped her hands to her lap, trying to think of the numerous explanations, ranging from the truth to anything but, that she had prepared.&nbsp; None came forward.<br><br>She listened to his heart beat, his lungs exchange bad air for good, all the millions of nuanced bodily functions she'd ceased to be bothered by.&nbsp; She'd made sure to eat before she came, not wanting this to turn out any worse that she thought it already could.&nbsp; His hand was warm in hers, plump and sweaty from the stress of the experience.&nbsp; She didn't mind.&nbsp; In fact, it gave her an idea.&nbsp; She curled her fingers in with his, leaning towards him slowly, much as she'd done the first night they'd gone out, and kissed him, her lips not pressing deeply, but softly, gently, questioning his permission while disclosing her desire.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 05:35:45</strong>
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				It was sad, but the past could not be changed. All one could do was try to salvage what remained, and rebuild; perhaps learn something from it all, make what has been lost, what has been cost, worth something. <br><br>Ahh, memories. He had some of his own he had been thinking about, as he had dined on the pizza. The smell of it still lingered in the air. It was, in its own way, a sort of tradition for him. For many, they had birthday cake; for him, it was birthday pizza. Always the same, peppers, onions, and sausage with extra sauce.&nbsp; The smell still lingered in the place, mixing in with that 'new apartment' smell. <br><br>Of course, the odd part about that, is that today is not his birthday. That wasn't for a few more months.&nbsp; Some things, it seems, may have changed.&nbsp; Not really, though. He had just decided that he wanted to go 'all out' and celebrate this. This had been meant as not just a new place to live, but a new chapter of his life. How strange--perhaps fitting--that the beginning of this chapter, would be the same as the beginning of the last. <br><br>He watched her. He waited, patiently, hoping to hear that there was, behind everything, a good reason.&nbsp; Hell, just having her around had his tired mind coming up with crazy ideas, none of which were close to the truth; a truth that could easily endanger his existence, if it was not handled delicately. But, instead of words, he got action from her; her soft kiss, that almost timid one. He knew that. He remembered that. His lips curl into a bigger smile, as they move to meet hers. His kiss is firm, yet, delicate. <br><br>Well, it starts out that way. Then, his hands are moving around her body, wrapping around her, pulling her closer. He maintains the kiss, then deepens it.&nbsp; His eyes close as he focuses on the sensation; something he has missed so very dearly. He had always love smooching. Whether it was a chaste peck on the cheek, or an impassioned, carnal tongue-wrestling match, or anything inbetween, he loved to kiss. That had never changed about him, which was probably a good thing. <br><br>Yet, right now, he seems to be holding himself back. So much time had passed; and still, the question bounced around inside his head, distracting him from fully enjoying this moment. Unless she broke the kiss first, it would last nearly a full minute, before he finally pulled back. His eyes would open again, and he'd look at her with those inquisitive, emerald eyes. The question was not spoken again, yet still seemed to hang in the air; like it was written in his eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 18:45:34</strong>
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				Melting into his arms was like coming home.&nbsp; She'd missed him so much, had feared so much for him, after all that had happened to her.&nbsp; To feel him now, embracing her with the same intensity she remembered, feeling his lips press to hers, his heart so close to her own chest, it was a kind of ecstasy she thought she had lost.<br><br>The question, though, did not leave her mind, and before she allowed herself to drift in the oceans of her passion, she had to bring him with her, had to explain what had taken her from him.&nbsp; Eventually, as he pulled back, she did as well.&nbsp; Her hand still grasping his, though lightly.<br><br>"Alfred, I know that you've gone through a lot since the last time I saw you, but the first thing I want you to know is that I've <em>never</em> stopped thinking about you, missing you, wanting you by my side.&nbsp; All the questions, the grief, the hurt, they will still be there.&nbsp; I can't erase them.&nbsp; What I can do, though, is try to make up for them."&nbsp; Her eyes searched his, wondering if he hated her, wondering how much answer was enough, wondering whether he still felt the same as she did.&nbsp; Her thumb trailed up and down the skin between his hand and his wrist, ever feeling that life pulse throbbing just under the surface.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 18:56:21</strong>
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				As simple a thing as it was, there was a sort of perfectness to this moment of time. In fact, he was so overwhelmed by that feeling of bliss, that he did not seem to notice that her lips, like every other part of her, were far too cold. There was too much right about all of this, to notice the 'wrong'. <br><br>His eyes looked to hers as their smooching ended, and he listened to her closely. He felt it was a bit like a half answer, but quickly decided that it was likely a complex thing, and would take her time. Always the diplomatic one, always the one to try and understand others, she will find no hatred here. There is some pain, yes; that is to be expected. But there was also joy at having her back, and above all, curiosity. <br><br>"You must have gone through a lot as well. I never stopped thinking about you, either," though there had been times where he had tried to, it never worked. For better or worse, she meant too much to him. He was quiet for a moment, then suddenly seemed to think of something. "I have some leftover pizza in the fridge. Are you hungry?" He was curious, of course. He wanted to know what had happened, why they had been separated for so long. But, he was patient, and didn't want to press her for details. That was another thing that has not changed about him.&nbsp; He knew she would tell him, when she was ready to, and even with the nagging curiosity, he could still enjoy her company. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 22:06:13</strong>
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				His acceptance of her answer, though she knew he wasn't completely mollified and his offer of food seemed so familiar that she almost answered in the affirmative out of habit.&nbsp; Somehow, when they had been together, he could always get her to talk out whatever was going on with her over food.&nbsp; Now, however, that couldn't happen.&nbsp; "No....no thanks, I, uh, I ate before I came over."&nbsp; It wasn't completely false, she had eaten, just, not what he would have expected.<br><br>She watched him in the falsely warm glow of the kitchen light as he moved to the refrigerator, admiring him for how well he was taking her arrival, how seamlessly he'd accepted her existence back into his life, and her affections back into his arms.&nbsp; She hated to break the dream so quickly, to dash his reality so soon.&nbsp; Maybe she could just let him figure it out on his own?&nbsp; She had pondered that, too.&nbsp; Making up excuses about working a night shift job, moving back in with him while he was none the wiser...but she couldn't risk it.&nbsp; She refused to entertain the fact that she might one day go to far and harm him physically, or that he should discover her secret without her knowledge and end her new existence with hatred in his eyes, not for what she was, but for lying to him about it.&nbsp; As it was, she didn't know how he'd react to her 'condition'.&nbsp; They had joked about it, of course, drunk during late night horror films before they scared themselves into each others arms and lost track of the movie.<br><br>Her eyes wandered over the still taped boxes and various sundries indicating he hadn't settled in yet.&nbsp; "Did you just move <em>today</em>?&nbsp; That must have been rough.&nbsp; I hope you had help."&nbsp; Maybe she could side rail the discussion towards his current activities, find out if he'd changed, if her absence had increased the distance so much she could let him go.&nbsp; Part of her doubted it, knowing how loyal Alfred was and how committed she herself had been to him, but she wanted to see, just in case.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>02-02-2015, 00:26:26</strong>
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				His smile dimmed a little at her refusal of food. But, if she already ate, he understood. He just... wasn't entirely sure what to expect. Maybe he had hoped too much to have another meal with her. <br><br>"Yeah, I did. I had my parents to help me out, though I handled the heavier things," Of course, his parents were getting up there in age. They were both in their 50's by now, while Alfred would be turning 25 soon. <br><br>He moved away from the kitchen, and went to settle back down on the loveseat, close to her. His arms were open, inviting her in to snuggle. Ordinarily, he'd just curl up with her, and be highly affectionate; but he didn't want to suffocate her. There had been a lot of time, and he wasn't sure if she would appreciate him going full on 'giant teddy bear' on her. So instead, it was just a silent offer. If she wanted to snuggle up, to get all nice and cuddly like they used to, all she had to do was scoot a bit closer to him. <br><br>"Where are you living these days? Are you close by?" Well, the conversation has steered away from what happened in the past, but it still seems like he is heavily focused on her, on seeing what she was doing. Part of him wanted to ask her directly about what had happened, yet he also wanted to just give her the opportunity to be comfortable enough to disclose it. It was a little war raging in his heart.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>02-02-2015, 00:40:31</strong>
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				She knew his body language, knew what that open armed posture invited.&nbsp; She longed to forgo the explanation, the drawn out reveal and simply accept...except that might traumatize him all the more, so she sat, rigid, containing her feelings as best she could.&nbsp; Her emotions still left a feeling in the pit of her stomach, regardless of it's uselessness now for anything else.<br><br>She looked down at her hands, avoiding his eyes for the moment.&nbsp; "I'm actually only in town for a few nights.&nbsp; I try to keep on the move now a days, things being what they are."&nbsp; Again, she promptly dodged what those things were.&nbsp; The silence weighed between them, heavily laden with her evasion and his curiosity.&nbsp; Finally, she shifted, turning her body more fully toward his and placing her hand gently on his knee.<br><br>"Alfred, if I asked you to come away with me tonight, no questions asked, none given, to follow me wherever I led, no matter what happened, would you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>02-02-2015, 00:48:29</strong>
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				Slowly, he came to understand that there would be no snuggling. Of course, that made sense, but... hope makes people do silly things, at times. It seems like, no matter how much he wished it, life would not just return to how it was. He gradually lowered his arms, and relaxed against the couch. He watched her, felt her hand on his knee, and listened to her words. He took in a deep&nbsp; breath, and let it out slowly; a sure sign that he was carefully thinking this over.<br><br>"You say... no questions asked? After this long?" He was more hurt than angry or upset. "Will I have the chance to ask questions, and get answers, later? I don't mind waiting, but, I have to know." And that was it. If he went with her or not seemed to hinge entirely on the possibility of answers. In some ways, he felt bad; like he was forcing her to agree to something. But so much had happened, and he had been through so much... he had to have answers. He wanted to trust her, and yet, he was also afraid. But all he needed to get over that, the only thing she'd have to provide him to get him to agree, is a bit of reassurance. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>02-02-2015, 03:26:01</strong>
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				She smiled despite herself, listening to his careful reply.&nbsp; The hurt in his voice echoed in her soul, or what was left of it, but she couldn't answer him now, at least, she didn't think so...<br><br>She listened, hearing his heart speed up, smelling his fear.&nbsp; It reminded her of a brocade of wine, sweet to the nose, but bitter to the senses.&nbsp; She wasn't even sure if taking him was the best idea, but she'd finally had him, touched him, smelt his aftershave, been in his arms, she couldn't let him go now.&nbsp; She dodged his direct question again.<br><br>"Certain answers will come, I'm sure, but you have to trust me.&nbsp; Do everything I say, when I say, how I say...no matter what."<br><br>She'd never been so direct with him before, so blunt.&nbsp; It was part of the change that had happened to her.&nbsp; Part of who she was now, and he would have to deal with that if he truly wanted her, truly wanted to know.&nbsp; She gripped his chin firmly in her hand, the other squeezing his knee, and looked him straight in the eyes, her gaze desperately searching his.&nbsp; "I mean it.&nbsp; No matter what."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>02-02-2015, 05:08:25</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Picture of pea-coat</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://www.wellbuiltstyle.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/mil-tec_pea_coat_1b.jpg) </div></div><br>He listened and watched her, just as he had done since she came in. The words were not what he wanted to hear, did little to soothe him.&nbsp; And yet, there was something there... old feelings being rekindled, and a want to trust her, to believe that things might return to the way they once were. <br><br>He could just let her go. He could just write this whole thing off as some sort of vivid hallucination, or some other trick of the mind. He could do that, but he didn't want to. No, for better or worse, he had to know... and he wanted to trust her. "Okay. I will trust you, Erica," he nodded his head, feeling her cold hand again. Why was she so cold? He never remembered her having a poor circulation or anything. <br><br>He leaned forward, quickly smooching her on the lips. Just a quick kiss, a light peck, before he pulled away from her. He slowly stood up, and started to move... off to the bedroom. He didn't explain himself, but it was cool out, and his coat was nowhere to be seen; so he was almost certainly going to get it. He does, indeed, open up one of the boxes, and get his pea-coat out. A nice, warm, thick, black pea-coat. <br><br>Then he goes over by the door, grabs his shoes, and returned to the loveseat to put them on, and lace them up. There was still some fear there; worry. Anxiety. But, still, the two predominant feelings he had right now were curiosity, and his wanting to trust her. Time would tell if this was the worst or best decision of his life. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 03:27:41</strong>
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				As Alfred went into his room to get his coat, Erica quickly placed leather gloves on her hands and wiped anything she was likely to have touched with a handkerchief from her pocket.&nbsp; She put the rag back for later use, then began to toss things out of the neatly packed boxes, pulling out anything small and valuable that she could, which wasn't much.&nbsp; A watch, maybe some cuff links, things a petty thief would grab as they ransacked the room.&nbsp; She worked quietly, not wanting the neighbors to hear anything, at least, not yet.&nbsp; She figured making a mess was the easy part, the hard part might be getting him to help her.<br><br>"Help me!"&nbsp; She worked quickly, but both of them together would make quick work of what they needed to do.&nbsp; "I don't want anyone else to have to go through the questioning you did, the wondering.&nbsp; We need to make this look real.&nbsp; Very real."&nbsp; She regretted not being able to take the TV, but hopefully her planned point of entry for the faux criminals would leave that explained.&nbsp; In the worst case scenario, she'd topple it onto the floor as part of the ruse the neighbors <em>were</em> supposed to hear.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Erica</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRXInTMB9KZtPgd6ifLQKj4hcwkMSIKhvbSCm4XwNrvAu8tPIyW)</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 03:44:23</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Alfred</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://ilarge.listal.com/image/4076352/968full-andrew-lee-potts.jpg) </div></div><br>One moment, he's getting himself situated clothing wise, and making sure he's got his wallet--he did-- and some other things for whatever sort of trip they were going to go on. He watched her get up, and start moving around, and he was initially quite confused. Then, it started to dawn on him. "We're making it look like I was robbed?" He sighed, and shook his head. "Won't that still leave people wondering where I've gone? It's not like I'm going to be able to play dead or anything."<br><br>He was mostly confused, but did end up going off into the bedroom again. Maybe there would be a good reason. He had to hope that, he had to believe, because otherwise, this would just be a new nightmare. <em>In for a penny, in for a pound,</em> though, he thought to himself. He ripped open the boxes, and tossed some of them about, swiping a few things. Most of her old jewelry had been pawned in his mad quest for booze, back when he went off the rails, but there was a medallion of hers he had kept. It was studded with a few different kinds of semi-precious stones. It had actually been a gift that he was going to give her for their anniversary... but she disappeared before that day could come. <br><br>Why did he hold onto it? Maybe he thought, one day, he'd get a chance to give it to her. Or maybe it was because of sentimental value. Even he wasn't entirely sure... and now wasn't the time to go finding an answer. He also snagged an old pocket watch, with a golden chain, which had been a memento of his grandfather's. Alfred rarely wore it, preferring to check the time with his cell phone, but had always kept it close by.&nbsp; Not only did he want to keep it, but if they were making this look like a robbery, then it certainly had to be taken. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 04:04:28</strong>
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				Her face looked back at him, a mixture of stern concentration and sorrow, "Yes, but they're not going to wonder.&nbsp; They're going to find you dead."&nbsp; She moved over to him quickly, lifting him easily off the ground with one hand and pushing him up against the wall.&nbsp; She stepped in close, pausing to take in his scent, listen to his heart beat, perhaps for the last time.&nbsp; Her eyes turned cold as she looked into his face, her mouth widening, fangs extending towards his throat...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 04:07:40</strong>
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				"What?" He paused in what he was doing, and just stared at her. Did she just say what he thought she said? Wait, why was she coming at him with such a look on her face? He frowned at her. "Erica, stop." But, she didn't seem likely to stop. He did nothing to fight it; perhaps this would be for the best. If he was dead, he could finally get some refuge from the constant pain that his existence had become. <br><br>She picked him up. She had him against the wall, and he did not struggle; did not fight. He just closed his eyes, and tried his best to be prepared for what was to come. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 04:22:52</strong>
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				She had wanted it to be fast, so she didn't have to think about what she was doing.&nbsp; She had wanted him to struggle, so that she had a reason to hold him down, to force herself, to pretend that he was attacking her.&nbsp; She hadn't wanted to do it at all.&nbsp; So, when he simply looked at her in horror and then closed his eyes, her will faltered.&nbsp; All her plans and thoughts about how this would go came to an abrupt halt.&nbsp; He was willing to give her his life, simply because she'd wanted it.&nbsp; Had he been hurt that badly by her absence?&nbsp; How could she do this to him again, pull him into her dark world and let him feast on the evil as she was now forced to do.<br><br>His face was pale in the moonlight, but not as pale as hers.&nbsp; She could see his pulse throbbing along his neck, feel it under her fingers.&nbsp; The warm heat she used to have.&nbsp; The myriad ways his hair grew, his eyes blinked, his lips curled.&nbsp; Her fangs retracted and she lowered him to the floor, though kept him up against the wall, pressing her body and lips fully to his.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and kissed him, deeper than she had since they had first started dating.&nbsp; The kiss would bruise his lips, but she wanted him, needed him so badly.&nbsp; She had missed him so much, longed for his touch, his companionship, the way he understood her and could calm her with a single touch.&nbsp; Her arms moved out to push the wall next to his shoulders as her chest brushed his, her nipples already hard under her sweater.&nbsp; "Alfred."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 04:30:35</strong>
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				Time went on. Seconds turned into, perhaps, minutes; or maybe it just seemed that way to him, given the situation he was in. Time was one of those things that could be hard to perceive, after all, when one was in tense moments. He waited, and counted; waited for her to do something. And soon, she did. Soon, she had relaxed her grasp on him, at least a little bit. Soon, she was kissing him, and the shock registered not only on his face, but in his entire body. <br><br>He actually tensed up, which was not his usual reaction to kisses. This whole situation, though, was pretty surreal, so it shouldn't be too much of a surprise to see him reacting in different ways. But, soon enough, he relaxed--a little bit--and kissed her back, an almost equal sort of desperation, even as she kissed with enough intensity to cause at least superficial damage. He didn't seem to care too much right now. His hands, which had been laying flat against the wall, soon were traveling to her body, stroking down along her sides, along her hips.<br><br>"Erica." He said, his eyes finally opening to look at her. Not for the first time this night, the shock and confusion were very plainly etched into his face.&nbsp; <br><br>Near them was the bed, and conveniently enough, the boxes that had once been on it, were now all over the floor. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 12:54:21</strong>
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				She laid her lips to his again as she felt his hands travelling over her body, but more gentle this time.&nbsp; Her hands wrapped around him, pulling him closer, one gripping near the base of his neck, the other lower down on his rear.&nbsp; When he opened his eyes, she met his gaze full on.&nbsp; The shock and confusion there were not unexpected, but the emotion she'd dreaded was missing.&nbsp; He...he hadn't shown fear.&nbsp; Even there, with her attacking him, he had merely tensed, ready for whatever came.&nbsp; "Alfred...I..."&nbsp; Her hand at his neck moved up to stroke his hair.&nbsp; Abruptly she turned away, unable to face him as she spoke.<br><br>"Alfred I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come.&nbsp; I....I can't do this to you.&nbsp; I can't turn you into what I've become.&nbsp; I can't....I can't...."&nbsp; Were she still human, her tears would have spilled from her eyes, but, as she was, she could only stand there, aching without release.&nbsp; She looked out of the patio at the moon, wishing desperately she were anywhere else, and at the same time, wanting to be only here.&nbsp; She had thought she could live two lives, bring two disparate worlds together, but...it was impossible, wasn't it?&nbsp; Her frustration grew, and not wanting to lash out at her love, her hand slapped against the wall, denting the plaster.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 14:35:31</strong>
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				"What do you mean, Erica?" He asked, wondering what she meant. Because his eyes had been closed, he had missed the flash of fangs earlier. Perhaps if he'd seen those, he might have been afraid. But for now, no.&nbsp; Even as she battered the weak plaster of the walls, he was pulling her closer, trying to hold her in a hug, trying to calm her down and bring her what comfort he could.<br><br>"Whatever has happened, I want to do what I can to make it better for you. I have never stopped caring for you, Erica. Please, just talk to me." Such a dangerous thing, that. Perhaps if he knew how dangerous, he might not have suggested it. Or perhaps he would have anyways. He was a very dedicated man, and it seems like, even if it had been wavering, seeing her again brought that dedication back to fullness. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>04-02-2015, 02:54:47</strong>
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				Erica couldn't believe that he still wanted her, was still pushing to know the truth, though, when she let herself think about it she realized that was just who he was, who he'd always been, and part of what she'd fallen in love with.&nbsp; Alfred was always so caring, trusting, able to find the silver lining, and she...she needed that.&nbsp; Now, probably more than ever.&nbsp; She listened to his plea, wanting to answer him, wanting to confess everything, what had happened, how she'd changed, how scared she was without him.<br><br>"I..."&nbsp; She turned to face him, looking down at the floor.&nbsp; She took a deep breath, not that she needed it, but the physical sensations always seemed to help her prepare when she was under the most stress.&nbsp; Concentrating slightly, she moved faster than his mortal eyes could capture, placing herself behind him, her hands gripping his head and wrenching his neck, leaving it exposed as she tried again to carry out her plan.&nbsp; Her kiss hurt, though she did not yet break his skin, still savoring the warm flesh she'd missed so long.&nbsp; Her arms wrapped around his chest, holding him close to her as she suckled along his artery, so deliciously close.&nbsp; Eating beforehand had definitely been a wise choice.&nbsp; Even sated she was tempted, but she held herself in check.&nbsp; "Alfred my love...I'm not the same Erica you knew."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>04-02-2015, 04:55:00</strong>
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				It had always been his talent. One of the things he used to tell her, was that for every storm cloud, he could find a silver lining, and for every silver lining, he could find a storm cloud. It's how he's made it through so much of his life without making mistakes, without running into the misfortune that seemed to plague so many others.&nbsp; He was also definitely a people's person, which helped with almost everything. Really, the only exception to all of that had been during the bender he went on, and the obvious reason for that was because he would go days on an entirely booze-based diet.<br><br>Although he was a naturally calm person, when she seemed to move like she was... some sort of CGI in a movie, that's really the only thing he could think of, he did finally get freaked out. Yes, before she hadn't elicited any struggles, but that sudden movement of hers, inexplicable and unexplainable for a human, was enough to get him spooked, and he actually does struggle against her at this point. Not very strongly, though, and he settled down after a few moments.<br><br>He whimpered a bit at her as she teased his neck, and it brought such mixed feelings. On the one hand, his neck was always a sensitive spot, and biting, nibbling, licking, or suckling on it was a sure way to get him aroused. So, she definitely had that effect on him right now. At the same time, though, he is still pretty spooked. Such an odd feeling. He tries to stay calm, but even then, the hints of&nbsp; trepidation are in his voice. "We all change as we go through life. Neither of us may be fully like the old us we knew, but that doesn't mean we can't still be together. Please, Erica, let me go, and let's just talk, face to face." <span class="bbc_u"><strong>Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!</strong></span> His heart was hammering away in his chest, his sweet sweet blood was sloshing around his veins at a rapid pace... 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>05-02-2015, 03:00:43</strong>
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				"I don't <em>want</em> to let you go, Alfred," her voice held a hunger she'd never had while they were together, a tone that demanded your attention, though not necessarily your obedience.&nbsp; She continues lightly kissing along your neck, pressing her body to yours as one of her hands strokes your chest, the other slowly drifting downward over your stomach.&nbsp; "I <em>want</em> to make up for all the time I've been away from you, for all the hurt I've caused you.&nbsp; I <em>want</em> us to be together."<br><br>Her fangs graze along your skin as she begins mixing her kisses with light nips as she speaks, your blood loud in her ears.&nbsp; "I'm not at all like the old me that you knew, I've learned new tricks, found new purpose, I've changed so much.&nbsp; I just don't know if you're ready to meet the new me head on."&nbsp; Her kisses slow and she tries to reign in the lust that drives her hand to your waistband, where she's able to arrest it by hooking it into a belt loop, pulling you back against her.&nbsp; "Let's go to the bedroom.&nbsp; I think that'll be the easiest way to show you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>05-02-2015, 03:50:37</strong>
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				His breathing did not calm down; even if he was a bit calmed, more secure that she wasn't about to do something to truly hurt him, her rough attention, the sensation of her teeth--her fangs--on his skin... it was very, very arousing. She wasn't the only one feeling lusty right now; she was really getting his engine stoked, and it's highly doubtful that she could miss the obvious bulge in his pants. <br><br>"It's okay, Erica," He said, leaning in to give her several quick kisses on her lips, before leaning in to nibble at her neck. But, it was not the way she nibbled at him. He was more gentle, as was his usual tendency.&nbsp; He always was a bit more on the submissive side of things. "You can show me, tell me, when you're ready. We'll take it slow." He thought that would work. Would it? Only time would tell.<br><br>He pulled away from her, and tugged her over to the bed. He settled down on it, turned to look at her. He was hastily unbuttoning his flannel shirt, which would soon be tossed to the ground, to the side of the bed. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>06-02-2015, 03:07:26</strong>
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				He might have noticed that she wasn't breathing at all.&nbsp; He might have noticed her heart didn't thump in her chest as her excitement grew.&nbsp; He might have noticed all the things that should have warned him, should have given him a clue, but he didn't.&nbsp; Even her fangs had only given him momentary pause.&nbsp; She sort of loved that about him, his ability to ignore the bad and focus on the good, them being together again.&nbsp; She tilted her head as he kissed her, squeezing her hands around his backside and pulling him closer to her before he tugged her into the other room.&nbsp; She watched him silently from the edge of the bed, her memories flowing over the various times he'd undressed before her in the past, and realizing she hadn't been this interested in seeing him naked since they were first together.<br><br>She pushed his hands away, tired of waiting for the mundanity of fashion and tore his shirt easily, popping three or four buttons off to fly carelessly onto the floor.&nbsp; She pulled the shirt fully off, kneeling in front of him, her arms sliding up and down his exposed chest, her fingers slightly chilly despite the heated air.&nbsp; Her mouth followed her hands and she kissed him up from his navel, between his pecs and into the hollow of his neck beneath his adams apple, pushing him over onto the bed as she moved.&nbsp; Slow was not in her vocabulary at the moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>06-02-2015, 15:21:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The buttons go flying through the air, some scattering directly onto the floor, others pinging off the walls first. The shirt gets discarded, and he lets out a little sound, somewhere between a muted scream and a shuddering moan.&nbsp; He always did love it when she was rough with him. <br><br>Soon, he felt her hands, and then, her lips on him. It brought more shudders from him, and while yes, he probably should be alarmed by how she was, at best, room temperature, and he couldn't hear her breathing, he... really didn't know how to comprehend that. He's never believed in supernatural things, nor shown much interest in it. And he also had other things to focus on right now. <br><br>He relaxes, falling backwards against the mattress of the bed, and looks up at her. The confusion and anxiety that he had previously had etched into his face was melting away, turning back into a happy looking and quite excited smile.&nbsp; &nbsp;His hands were sliding down to his pants, not even bothering to undo the leather belt that usually held them up, he was just wiggling out of them, and it would soon leave him in nothing more than a navy blue pair of boxer-briefs, and black socks. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 01:38:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She helps him with his pants, removing his socks as well, though these items she keeps intact.&nbsp; As her hands work to derobe him, her tongue works its way to his nipple, where she begins suckling and kissing lightly, pressing her chest close to his stomach.&nbsp; Her eyes seem to gleam slightly in the dim light bouncing in from the kitchen.&nbsp; Her lips curl upward in a smile at his small noise, and she climbs up onto the bed, having discarded the clothes in an untidy pile on the floor.<br><br>Her hips straddle his as she slides across his body, pressing against his naked torso like a snake in the grass.&nbsp; Her fingers graze along his sides and draw along his arms to his wrists, gripping them tightly as her head bends to lick and kiss his earlobe, nuzzling gently against him.&nbsp; She sits up on top of him, bringing his hands with her to her neck and letting them rest on her shoulders, where she releases them.<br><br>"It's been a long time, Alfred, and I think we should make up for some of it, don't you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 03:35:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shuddered a bit, partly in anticipation, partly from the coolness of her tantalizing body, and the teasing she was giving him. When she goes so far as to lick his earlobe, it drew a much more throaty noise of encouragement from her; his ears had always had been sensitive.&nbsp; Heck, if she chewed on them lightly for long enough, she could reduce him to a drooling puddle. <br><br>The boxers do little to hide his girthy, erect maleness. She gets on top of him, and for a moment, things were so simple. It had been such a very long time, and they did have so much time to catch up on. It was such a simple thing, to give into this carnal desire, but that was the beauty of it. He didn't think about all the tough things in his life; just focused on his want to please her, and how he needed her to tease him. <br><br>&nbsp;"Yes. Mm... so much time," His hands are guided to her shoulders, and he gently caresses her. Another little shudder; why was she so cold? Oh, hell, that's a question for later. His hands are quick to rub their way down to her chest, slipping in underneath her shirt to fondle her breasts softly, yet eagerly. Figures; he always did love breasts. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 15:05:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as his hands trail over her chest and move beneath her shirt.&nbsp; Instead of her regular brassiere, however, he finds much more material covering her than he was used to.&nbsp; Since he can't see what it is, it would take a few moments of discovery to roam over the entire piece, it's lace and frills subtle, but there, lining the boning of her corseted bodice.&nbsp; She'd never gone in for much in the way of lingerie in the past, finding it too expensive and impractical, so it might have shocked him when he realized how 'dressed up' she was under her dress.&nbsp; It was no wonder she had looked more shapely in the light, if this was what went into forming that shape.<br><br>She lifts her hands from his body and smiles down at him, rocking her hips just along his stiffness, enough for him to feel her, but not enough to relieve any tension there, only create more.&nbsp; She unbuttons her shirt slowly, deliberately, watching his expression as she brushes with her hips and reveals with her hands.&nbsp; As she frees her chest, she tilts her head back and grinds down on him, pushing his hands onto her breasts fully and laughing.&nbsp; "Oh Alfred, I've missed you so much...."<br><br>She lays down atop of him, resuming her gentle kissing on his neck and ear, nibbling lightly and suckling the sweet flesh as her hips continue to barely make contact.&nbsp; She purrs low in her throat, the sound vibrating pleasantly in her ears as she feels him respond to her.&nbsp; The tops of her breasts, uncovered by her bodice, press against his bare chest, as she is warmed by his own heat, her body losing its chill as she moves against him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 16:39:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands felt the material, so soft, smooth, and... much more than what she usually wore. His hands, after giving her a few moments of fondling, slowly drifted back down along her body, feeling over her stomach, then slowly around her back, exploring. "Are you wearing a corset?" <br><br>Her rocking hips elicit a shudder from him, and his rock hard member was desperately rubbing against her clothes. He even whimpered a little bit, in the cutest way possible.&nbsp; And soon his hands were back to her breasts, rubbing, caressing, kneading, fondling, groping. As her position on top of him shifts, his hands slide out of the way, back around her back, then slowly down to her rear, which he rubs vigorously. <br><br>He bares his neck to her, giving her an easy angle so that she could kiss him, each little one drawing another little noise of pure happiness, enjoyment... and a bit of frustration.&nbsp; His neck was almost as sensitive as his ears. "Erica," He moaned out her name, sounding desperate "I have missed you, too." He&nbsp; leaned up and forward ever so slightly, trying to kiss her on the lips, even if only briefly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 17:15:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods and moves to meet his mouth, fingers lightly playing where her lips had been.&nbsp; "I suppose it's actually not a corset, per se, but it fills the same purpose."&nbsp; She revels in his noises, moving her hips slower, her mouth pressing more fully as she tries to lengthen his moans.&nbsp; She wonders how long it will be before he asks her to stop, to let him feel her fully, or how long she could wait to bare herself to him.&nbsp; She returns to his neck, making sure to be careful with her fangs, as she grazes his skin between kisses.&nbsp; She pulls her shirt off of her arms and tosses it onto the floor along with his clothes.<br><br>"Show me, Alfred....show me how much you missed me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 17:20:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He takes a moment to admire the look on her, and while it's certainly different from how she used to dress, he finds it even more erotic and gorgeous on her. He listened to her, grinned at her at hearing her request.<br><br>He wiggled his way out from beneath her, and guided her to be the one laying down on the bed now. If she was game with this switching of positions, he would start to cover her in kisses. Her forehead, her cheeks, her neck, her chest, arms, stomach, legs... just about every bit of exposed flesh on her body would get a kiss, each of them strung together, each punctuated with a light smacking sound.&nbsp; They were firm kisses, not quite gentle, but certainly not rough. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 17:51:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She is indeed willing to switch positions, rolling with him forcibly as he begins to squirm beneath her.&nbsp; Her skirt starts to ride up as they tumble on the bed, a wide smile as he covers her in kisses.&nbsp; Her hair splays around her head on the pillows as she looks up at him, almost as pale as the white pillowcases beneath her.&nbsp; As he kisses her, she watches his muscles ripple, enjoying being able to see him, smell him, almost taste him.&nbsp; Of course, now that she knew what tasting really was, the double meaning was not lost on her.&nbsp; But that could wait.&nbsp; Though her hunger was ceaseless, she felt a more intimate hunger overtaking.<br><br>He was just as warm and exciting as he had ever been, and he seemed to appreciate the changes that she had gone through, though he probably was unaware of their full extent.&nbsp; That would come later, though, now, now she just wanted to be in his arms, feel him, touch him, and have him do the same to her.&nbsp; She knew she may be rushing things, but she thought they both needed this, before they could move ahead.<br><br>In the dark, she moaned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 17:58:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He drew joy from hearing her moan, from knowing that she appreciated his affection. From her ankles, all the way back up to her head, he covered her in another layer of kisses. He really did love kissing. Once he got up to her chest, though, things change a bit. His hands rub at her breasts through the bodice, then pushes them upwards. He pops them out of the cloth, freeing the sensitive and lovely flesh. First, he leaned down to kiss her left breast; then slowly sucks on the sensitive flesh of her hardened nipple, his tongue rubbing against it.&nbsp; He does this for a few moments, before switching over to give the same stimulation to the right.<br><br>Then, it was his turn to go after her neck. He didn't just place kisses this time, either; rather he suckled on her flesh, took it into his mouth, nibbled ever so slightly. When he released the flesh, she would be marked with a hickey. If she allowed him to, he would actually leave a 'necklace' of hickies all along her throat. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 18:55:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica arched her back to meet his hands, the flesh ripe and firm under his lips as he draws more throaty growls from her.&nbsp; There are reasons why she had been glad Alfred was a breast man, and he was focusing on them both.&nbsp; Her hands ran over his back as he suckled her, pulling him closer to feel his naked skin against her own.&nbsp; The fabric of the bodice removed, it was soon forgotten as he put his lips to her neck.&nbsp; Two small circular scars remained to mar her otherwise blemish free skin, though they caused Alfred little problem in his attentions, or her in her responses.<br><br>She loves the feel of him so close to her, and even more the way he warms her cold skin and nuzzles at her neck.&nbsp; The nips are less painful than they would have been before, the suckling no less pleasant, however.&nbsp; Her throaty noises grow louder has he presses atop her, and though he can tell how hard he's molested her skin, no mark of his attempts are revealed as he moves on to the next spot in his chain.&nbsp; She doesn't stop him, however, not realizing that such an obvious difference would emerge so soon, having forgotten about the lack of blood in her system to cause the bruising in her jubilation at having&nbsp; her lover with her once more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 19:09:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After a few moments, he pauses abruptly, and looks very confused. He just noticed that she was not getting any hickeys. The pause only lasts for a few moments, though; it was a mystery for later. He was far too elated, and far too turned on, to be bothered by it. <br><br>Finally, his lips came back to meet hers, kissing her with raw passion, his lips pressed as tightly to hers as they possibly could be, his tongue seeking out her mouth, wanting to rub and caress her own tongue. Meanwhile, his almost painful stiffness was rubbing against her still clothed lower half, the occasional sound of desperation bubbling up into his throat, but not being fully articulated due to the kissing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 19:45:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She parted his lips, meeting his tongue with her own, pulling him on top of her, as his hard member rubbed against her bare leg, the skirt having ridden up far past her hips, where it exposed, well, everything.&nbsp; She'd gotten used to forgoing underwear since she'd gone, as it was just one more thing to get in her way of the hunt, but now she was overjoyed at their absence.&nbsp; She hadn't had cause to take them off for anyone else, and it seemed only fitting that Alfred should be the first to venture into the area.<br><br>She was beginning to notice his struggle, feel the white hot heat brushing against her, and smiled.&nbsp; She pushed up gently, her fingers traveling up and down his spine languidly, intentionally slow.&nbsp; "Is there something you'd like, Alfred?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 19:58:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He broke the kiss after a time, but it was only so that he could cover her face in smooches.&nbsp; The feel of his hot hardness against her warm skin was wonderful, though he knew there was more wonderful feelings. <br><br>He heard her speak, delighted at her question. His answer is one he has given her before, so it shouldn't be too surprising. "I want you to use me, Erica. Use me to satisfy all your desires."&nbsp; While they've certainly had sex with him on top, he's always enjoyed himself the most when he was beneath her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 00:56:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled, her teeth gleaming in the moonlight coming through the window.&nbsp; Even before he'd finished speaking, she'd rolled them over again, landing on top of him, her legs squeezing his hips beneath her own as she straddled him and pushed him onto the pillows.&nbsp; She reached behind her and undid the metal hooks binding her into the bodice, adding it to the pile of clothing growing on the floor.&nbsp; At some point, however, there would be nothing left to add to it.<br><br>The thin fabric of his underwear restraining his need seemed laughable, now that he had expressed his desires, so she removed that, as well as her skirt, pulling them both off quickly and climbing astride him again.&nbsp; Now it is her turn to kiss from foot to forehead, which she does with a vengeance.&nbsp; Erica pauses again at his neck, working her tongue over his earlobe and suckling the skin, making sure to leave a hickey only, and not to drink.&nbsp; She's afraid that if she drank in the throes of her passion, her restraint would not stop her from doing permanent damage.<br><br>While her lips play at his throat, her hand plays between his legs, pulling at the heat and squeezing slightly, making it harder for him to disobey him as she speaks, "Alfred, listen to me carefully.&nbsp; We need to leave...tonight.&nbsp; If you're coming with me, you must never see anyone you know ever again.&nbsp; No one.&nbsp; Do you understand?"&nbsp; She pulls and squeezes some more, her hand deft and strong.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 01:18:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was like heaven, to be with her again.&nbsp; To feel her hands working over him, her mouth, her teeth... everything. He worked with her to get himself fully disrobed, and then sprawled out on the bed, leaving his whole body vulnerable and open to her.&nbsp; That he could do that was partly his own personality and preferences, but also proof that even after all this time has passed, he still trusted her. <br><br>"Mmm," He whimpers a bit at her handling his warm rod, his desire for her touch practically bubbling over. He listened to her, and he nodded his head. "I understand, Erica. As long as you'll explain things to me in your own time, I will follow you anywhere." He always had been loyal and faithful to her; he was a very dedicated man, making him something of a rare catch in this day and age. Her rough squeezing draws out further moans from him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 02:25:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She, too, felt the divine connection return to her, something she'd been missing since she'd been taken.&nbsp; Something she'd thought she'd never be able to have again.&nbsp; To see him lying under her.&nbsp; To see him looking at her with that devotion and understanding she could never hope to match, and it was all for her.&nbsp; His moans at her touch nearly send her over the edge herself, having waited and longed for them since their last night together.<br><br>Slowly, quietly, she crawled over him, positioning herself and guiding him into her while her fully naked flesh finally met with his, nothing else between them but air...and her absence, but that could wait for later.&nbsp; She brushed along his length, dipping in so he could feel her breasts against his chest before settling on his earlobe and sucking as she plunged herself onto his shaft, moaning their interrupted love now continued.&nbsp; "Good boy, Alfred...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 02:37:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He wiggled a bit, this way and that, beneath her; it was one of the effects of her touch, she knew just the right way to get the sort of uncontrolled pleasure-twitches he usually showed.&nbsp; And especially where it has been so long, his body has become highly sensitive, making everything feel even better. <br><br>Finally, he felt her&nbsp; sheathe his sword, and though it did feel off, he kind of didn't care at the moment. He let out a longer, louder moan at the feeling of her body wrapping around his. "Mm, always, anything for you, Erica," The words slip out of his lips with an almost slurred quality. Not because he was drunk, or anything of the sort, but because he was just in that much bliss.&nbsp; It was like everything made sense again, and there was nothing bad to dwell on; just his lovely lady. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 03:34:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His moan drove her onward as she rose again, squeezing as she pulled up above him, her hips rising off of his before returning, more rapidly than before.&nbsp; As she rocked, beginning to remember the rhythm they had created so often before, her tongue lavished its attentions on his earlobe, his neck, the artery pulsing life beneath her deadly mouth, a life she would not claim, no matter what.&nbsp; That rhythm picked up as she thrust herself upon him, again and again, her moans reverberating in her throat as she listened to the ever louder pounding of his heart as they moved together.<br><br>"Alfred...I've missed you so much...I've needed you so much..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 03:40:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was almost difficult for him to focus under her sexual onslaught. He even drooled a little bit, and it isn't the first time.&nbsp; Even though he was barely doing any of the work, his heartbeat was still strong and fast, such was her effect on him. <br><br>"Mm, Erica. I missed you, too. I don't want to ever lose you again." He managed to get the words out, between little noises that showed his enjoyment, his pleasure, and his thankfulness for her ministrations. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 04:33:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She rode him harder, wanting to hear him cry her name out as he had so many times before, wanting to hear him struggle to meet her, thrust for thrust, as they drove each other to the brink.&nbsp; "Touch me, Alfred...like you used to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 04:47:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands&nbsp; moved up and off of the bed, sliding along her thighs and reaching behind her, to cup her ass. He starts to rub her ass, warming her up before his hands move away from her body... only to smack back into her rear in a double spank. He'd rub her ass for a bit more, then again his hands move away... only to come spanking back down against her backside. "Mmm, mmm, yes... Erica,". <br><br>His breathing was intense. He felt like he was getting close already, but holding off, wanting to make sure she thoroughly enjoyed herself first.&nbsp; As they say, nice guys finish last. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 05:13:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he slapped her rear she clenched, and pulled tighter, her pace increasing.&nbsp; She gritted her teeth and moaned.&nbsp; "Nnnng."&nbsp; She wasn't breathing, and she didn't have a heart rate to increase, but that noise should tell him all he needed to know about how close she was, how ready to spill over and cry out his name.&nbsp; 'Oh god, yes....Alfred!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 06:55:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The spanking increases in both roughness and fastness; she was getting into it, he could tell from the sounds she made, and that encouraged him. <br><br>Pretty soon, she'd be able to feel the liquid warmth of his seed shooting into her body, complete with appreciative groaning. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 16:21:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She closed her eyes, increasing her pace, pushing harder against his swollen member as she drove it into herself.&nbsp; It felt diffferent, of course it did, but it was no less enthralling, pleasurable or mind blowing than she had remembered it being.&nbsp; As she reached her peak, she bent over him again, her carnal hunger mixing with her lust as she bit into his neck, her fangs immediately drawing hot blood.&nbsp; As it rushed into her mouth, she shifted her hips, finding that angle that always slew him and pushed, groaning in ecstasy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 16:42:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She continued to ride him, and the pleasure intensified as he became more and more sensitive, his member being unable to properly soften under her sexual onslaught.&nbsp; In some ways, it was painful; but it was one of the most delightful pains he could imagine. Then, without realizing what was going on, there was a sudden feeling of pressure on his neck, as her fangs sank into his skin, drawing his sweet, nourishing blood.<br><br>If it wasn't for the whole refractory period thing that men have, he'd probably have another orgasm right this moment. As is, he just becomes a drooling, groaning mess, a happy puddle of unthinking pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 17:06:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt him melt beneath her and slowed, realizing she had latched onto him and was now feeding off of the one person she'd promised herself would never spill blood for her.&nbsp; Horrified, she withdrew, licking the wounds closed and quickly rolling off of his prone form.&nbsp; "Oh shit, oh fuck, oh fuck...Alfred?&nbsp; Alfred?&nbsp; Are you okay?"&nbsp; She stroked his hair, his chest, his neck, frantically, covering him with kisses and checking his pulse.&nbsp; She had finally found him, felt him, and now she had almost killed him.&nbsp; She was horrified in a way that even her own death had not evoked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 17:10:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He murmured a few things. Nonsense noises, really. He had a glazed look in his eyes; not from any sort of booze or drugs, but simply from sheer pleasure.&nbsp; It takes him a few moments, but he seems to come down from that natural high enough to realize that she was flustered.<br><br>He pulls her close to him, wrapping his arms around her in a lazy sort of way, and kissing her on the lips.&nbsp; "Was that as wonderful for you, as it was for me, my love?" Yup, seems like no harm was done. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 17:29:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At first she thought he was delerious from blood loss, his noises making no sense to her and her worry overwhelming her memory of similar situations int he past.&nbsp; His arms and lips calm her, though, as they always had, a magic balm to her concerns, no matter how large or small.&nbsp; He hadn't realized yet, didn't understand what had happened.&nbsp; She couldn't tell him now...not like this...he would understand soon enough.&nbsp; Instead, her voice cracked as she hugged him closer.&nbsp; "Oh, Alfred."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 17:51:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"What's wrong, Erica?" He asks, sensing that she was bothered by something. But, either he didn't know, or just refused to connect the dots.&nbsp; Humans could be silly like that, after all. He's doubtlessly noticed some of the changes that have overtaken her.&nbsp; Yet, he treated it as if it was nothing. <br><br>"Everything's okay now, right? We can make things work." Slowly, his breathing and heartbeat returned to normal. Slowly, his voice lost that hazy quality, and his eyes lost that pleasure induced glossiness, as he came back down from the happy place she had sent him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 18:03:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched over him quietly, as his glow disappated, stroking his hair and chest gently, being very aware of its rise and fall beneath her fingers.&nbsp; He still wasn't reacting the way she had expected.&nbsp; She still hadn't made him see, though she certainly wasn't going to regret what they had just did.&nbsp; She was with him now, and she wasn't ever going to lose him, or take him for granted again.&nbsp; Still, he had to know...he had to understand...before they left.&nbsp; It would be too cruel to rip him away from his world again, without giving him the choice.<br><br>She got up from the bed, not bothering to redress, and walked to the bathroom to clean up.&nbsp; As she passed the closet doors, an idea came to her, though it took her a moment to decide to try it, still wary of his reaction.&nbsp; She finished and returned to the hallway, standing in front of the full length mirrors that covered the sliding doors.&nbsp; "Alfred?&nbsp; Can you come here...I....I think it might help you...understand."&nbsp; Her nerves grated at her as she waited, statuesque in the light from the bathroom that filtered through the hall.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 18:25:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He allowed her to disengage from his embrace, and watched her instead. He relaxed on the bed for a while, before slowly sitting up. He felt at his neck a bit, but was kind of surprised when it didn't feel that sore. Not that he minded the occasional bruise or anything, those were just reminders of the fun they had. <br><br>he heard her request, and at once he got up, and moved to her side. He is quiet, curiosity burning brightly in his eyes. "Yes, Erica? I want to understand." He watched her, looked at her, took in her beauty once again. He was so glad that she was here, and that she was willing to reveal at least some of the mysteries to him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 18:32:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laced her hands in his, wrapping his arms around her waist and standing with her back to his stomach.&nbsp; "Close your eyes."&nbsp; She waited for him to comply, then turned them both so there was no way he would miss it.&nbsp; She was shorter than him, but if he looked, he would <em>know</em> she was different, and there was nothing she could do after that.&nbsp; The mirror reflected only him.&nbsp; Closing her eyes and trying to prepare herself, she shifted slightly in his arms, pulling them tighter to her skin.&nbsp; "Okay, now open them."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 18:53:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He closed his eyes, just as she wished him to.&nbsp; Even after that bit of roughness before their wonderful sex, he trusted her absolutely. He gave her hands a light squeeze, as if to reassure her that everything was okay. He couldn't help but feel like she was nervous; and she really did have some good reasons to be so.<br><br>He opened his eyes when she said to, and stared at the mirror.&nbsp; For a long time, he just sort of stared. Curiosity turned to confusion. "Okay. I am not hallucinating here, right? You are... invisible to mirrors?" This felt very surreal. "And cold," He was quiet, but only for a single moment. "And much stronger than I remember." He gently guided her body so that he could check out her neck. "And no hickies."<br><br>Again, the quiet came. He kissed her on the forehead, then slowly walked over to the bed, and sat down on the edge of it. He watched her, closely. "I feel like this is either a terrible joke, or I've just walked straight into a movie. Or I've finally lost it. Do you have fangs?" In the heat of the moment, he hadn't been certain. He seemed to be taking things well, so far. He was more disbelieving than alarmed or angry or anything, which was probably just how the Masquerade was supposed to work. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 19:26:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched his reaction in the mirror, the confusion and doubt clouded the happy little smile that had emerged after their tryst.&nbsp; His crestfallen expression before her soon disappeared, as he left her and went to the bed.&nbsp; She waited in the hallway, watching him try to process the impossibility she had made real.<br><br>"No, you're not hallucinating."&nbsp; Her voice was soft, cautious.&nbsp; "All of those things...they're true for me now."&nbsp; At his last question, she approached him slowly, kneeling at his feet, her hands taking his and placing them at the puncture marks in his neck.&nbsp; She nodded, sadly.&nbsp; "What I'm doing now, letting you see me, even if I hadn't told you what I've become, is enough to probably get both of us killed...especially knowing what I am.&nbsp; Our..." she swallowed the word hard, it being the first time she had recognized herself as inhuman aloud, "no, <em>my</em> kind have very strict rules about knowledge of our kind.&nbsp; That's why we can't stay her now...why you have to be sure you want this..."&nbsp; She searched his eyes as her hand squeezed his and then dropped to her lap.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 19:32:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He took her hand, and held it. She touched him, but he seemed almost distant. Even in his eyes; distance. He was processing things. He was tihnking. Tonight had been a lot to handle, and he needed a few moments. During the minutes it took him to think, he continued to hold her hand, to give it the occasional reassuring squeeze. <br><br>The silenced seemed to stretch on for an eternity, but it actually wasn't that long before he did something else. He lifted her hand to his lips, planting a firm kiss on her knuckles. "I just want to be with you, Erica. What happened to you doesn't change anything about how I feel about you. I will stay with you, and do whatever I can for you." And there it was. His decision. In some ways, it might be shocking; in other ways, not so much. He was a very dedicated person. <br><br>"And you can feed on me whenever you want. I don't want you to risk getting sick, or hurt," Because hey if she's a vampire, she's got to worry about blood borne diseases, right? Well, that's what he is thinking about, at any rate. "And you know me. You know I am strong. And I trust you not to hurt me." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>09-02-2015, 22:00:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her warm smile made up for her cold skin as she kissed him, long and hard. She quickly moved over to the clothing and dressed, including the bodice.&nbsp; "Then we best get going.&nbsp; It's a few days drive and I can't really move during peak travel hours."&nbsp; She gave him another long smile and grabbed a duffle bag she had folded into her purse.&nbsp; "Here, it's about all we can afford to take without anyone expecting too much."<br><br>She leaned over and wiped some of the blood from his neck onto the wall, then started helping him pack.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>09-02-2015, 22:19:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He kissed her back, then got up and off the bed, moving to pick out his own clothes amongst the pile. He gets himself dressed, not hurriedly, but he's not taking his time, either.&nbsp; Once he got himself properly dressed, he took the duffelbag and started to fill it with things; a few changes of clothes, and some of his more valuable items, including a framed picture of the two eating an entirely too-large banana split together. <br><br>Everything else he took was utilitarian. Laptop, a charger for it, his cell phone charger, He felt kind of bad that he couldn't tell his family what was going on, why he had to leave, why they would have to go through a hell that must be similar to what he had been through. But, he knew... he knew he couldn't do that. This was his chance at being with Erica. That's what mattered. He had her back, and he refused to do anything to risk losing her again. <br><br>Pretty soon, he had his peacoat on, and his shoes on, too. "I'm ready. Are you?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>10-02-2015, 05:05:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched him, noting what he took, what he didn't.&nbsp; He was still trying to hold on to some semblance of this life...of the past, and...that couldn't happen.&nbsp; She stopped him, and reached into the bag.&nbsp; She pulled out the picture, smashing it on the floor near the shelf he'd had it resting on, then she pushed over the large screen tv, wincing as it crashed to the floor.&nbsp; Quickly, she grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the balcony.&nbsp; She wrapped her hand in some newspaper from the boxes he'd been unpacking and smashed it through the glass from the outside.&nbsp; She didn't bother to shut the door, but hoisted herself up and over the gutters, reaching her hand back down to help him after her.<br><br>"This way!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>10-02-2015, 05:57:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked at her skeptically, and heaved a sigh at the destruction of the picture. But, he had to trust her.&nbsp; He sighed again, and followed after her, wondering, for a brief moment, about just what it is that he is getting into. Doubtlessly, all that noise will have gotten the attention of other residents, and sooner or later, police may be coming to check out what the hell was going on.<br><br>He followed after her onto the balcony, took one last look back at the place he was leaving, and then another look at her. He shouldered the duffle bag, and slid down to the ground with her. Once they were down on the ground, he would follow after her, wherever she led him.&nbsp; For a moment, he felt a stab of regret. But, he reassured himself that this would all be worthwhile.&nbsp; He was quiet, but attentive to her, and didn't waste any time with dragging his feet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>11-02-2015, 20:55:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She led them through the parking lot and down the street, where she'd parked a rental car.&nbsp; He emptied his bank account and wrote his parents an email about finding himself by traveling the world before she made him kill both the computer and cell phone. They were too easily traceable. A stop at a mom and pop store on the way out of town and they were on their way.<br><br>She directed him back to the Anarch states, out west. They'd end up in New Mexico at her sire's haven eventually, but she wanted time alone, just with him. He drove during the day as she slept in the car then rent a sleazy motel room during the night, when she would emerge and hunt, being gone for a few hours while he slept. They took Route 66 the whole way, the trip having been something they'd never gotten around to before she had gone. The transient nature of the tourists provided them both cover and provisions.&nbsp; They also had plenty of time to enjoy each other as she would carry him over rough terrain or climb rooftops with him on her back to make love under the stars. It was even possible that they were happier now than they had been before. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>12-02-2015, 15:35:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong>No one - yet<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse, top floor.<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xiK2JlBpzvI)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and white checkered skirt, torn fishnet stockings, black boots, buttoned up black denim top.<br><hr> <br><br>Cassidy stood staring at her computer, dyed blonde hair pulled into a pony tail, with her long bangs brushed across her face. The ice blue eyes stared intently at the recording software that ran in the background. To the left of the computer desk was several scribbled songs and a black Ibanez electric guitar. <br><br>She had locked in her penthouse for two days now, assembling several songs that she would dish out to her band members in a few weeks, once the hiatus was over. After two days of writing and neglecting her base desires to feed, Cassidy was agitated. Combine this with the fact her childe had been gone much longer than she gave permission, the tattooed woman was border line breaking point. <br><br>She needed to feed. Solve one problem at a time. Cassidy left her desk and dressed herself. A bit slutty, but enough to attract the attention of some dumb witted male who's blood would be rushing to the wrong body organ. She licked her lips, as she applied her make up in the bathroom. She loved the 'trashy-glam' look and embraced it willingly. <br><br>Cassidy Coldwell had become a bit popular in the rock world. Her goth-metal band, 'Bloody Roses' had made three successful albums and her concerts were always sold out. Not bad for an orphan girl from the cold and rainy streets of Seattle. <br><br>Her fans loved her, with boys and girls desiring to be with her on a nightly basis. Of course she only wanted them to feed, since she made no real attempt to hide her vampiric nature. Everyone thought it was just an act, including her band mates. 'Hiding in plain sight' is what her sire use to call it.<br><br>As Cassidy moved into the main room of the expensive penthouse, she heard a nock on the door. The woman curled plump red lips into a cruel smile. She instinctively new the person behind the door, after all the bond between a sire and childe was incredibly strong.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>12-02-2015, 16:12:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://ilarge.listal.com/image/4076352/968full-andrew-lee-potts.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Alfred Baker<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica / Erica and Cassidy<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse.<br><strong>Music: </strong><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black shoes, blue denim pants, yellow/white/blue patterned flannel, <br><hr> <br><br>Destroying the phone and laptop weren't that difficult for him.&nbsp; They were, after all, just objects, and he knew why it had to be done. <br><br>In many ways, he was much happier than he has been during the bleak past year or so. However, things were far from perfect. Noticeably, every time she ended up feeding off of someone else, Alfred brought up protests about how she should only feed on him, and how he wanted to provide for her, and trusted her, and wanted her to be safe, and generally worrying and fretting over her. The wild, passionate, and sometimes risky sex they did was amazing as well, and he did his level best to please her as much as she pleased him. <br><br>Soon, though, their trip ended. And he couldn't help but feel a bit of anxiety. Soon, he would be meeting the woman responsible for... well, pretty much everything. And it doesn't help that he does not fully comprehend the vast difference between the meager strength of humanity, and the superfluous power of the vampires. <br><br>Slowly, the odd couple moved through the place, his heart thudding gently in his chest. gently, yet, still a bit faster than what would be considered normal.&nbsp; Possibly a bad thing, because his blood is actually pretty damn sweet, a bit like vampire candy. Probably had something to do with how he actually eats a very large quantity of fruits and veggies. Pizza was really the only junk food he ever indulged in; chocolate, too. But, those were rare treats, other then that, it was almost nothing but veggies, fruits, and lean meats. <br><br>Erica knocked at the door. Thud-thud-thud. Could Cassidy hear the heartbeat, hear the blood pumping through his body, smell the richness of his hot, nourishing blood? Thud-thud-thud. <br><br>The human stood behind Erica, slightly to her left side, and despite a pretty solid poker face, was actually pretty nervous. Pretty soon, he would meet the one who made Erica into what she now is, and he had no clue how this would all go down. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>13-02-2015, 03:03:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica reached back for Alfred's hand, hoping she could find strength in it when Cassidy opened the door.&nbsp; She needed to be strong.&nbsp; She needed to remember how much Alfred meant to her, how much she needed him here, no matter what Cassidy said.&nbsp; She doubted it would be easy.&nbsp; She'd never exactly figured out what kind of hold it was that Cassie retained over her, but she knew that Alfred was important enough to at least try to stand up to it.&nbsp; She just hoped Cassie wasn't too hungry.&nbsp; She may have chosen to sire Erica, but that didn't mean she wasn't above hurting her to keep her in her place.&nbsp; Above all Erica was determined to keep Alfred safe.<br><br>She'd even tried to convince him to stay in the car...wait until she was sure her sire wouldn't flip, but that didn't cut it.&nbsp; Even after the journey here, both she and Alfred could hardly stand the few hours they were parted for her to feed.&nbsp; An important moment like this, she understood why he would want to be here, and she was glad he'd been brave enough to insist.&nbsp; She turned her face back to the door, taking a deep breath simply out of habit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>13-02-2015, 14:34:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong>No one - yet<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse, top floor.<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xiK2JlBpzvI)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and white checkered skirt, torn fishnet stockings, black boots, buttoned up black denim top.<br><hr> <br><br>Cassidy opened the door and her small, smug smile quickly faded into a scowl. Erica was indeed behind there. She was lovely as ever, and it briefly reminded Cassie why she decided to turn the dark haired beauty into one of hers. However, the brief reminder was flushed away by the sight of Alfred behind her. What was worse was the fact they were holding hands. <br><br>The older Kindred stood an inch taller than Erica and was rather a stunning beauty. The shirt she wore displayed the swells of her impressive cleavage, while the dark eye shadow and eye liner accentuated the other worldly blue eyes. Her right arm was covered in a sleeve of tattoos, but she most likely had more on her alabaster skin. Her bottom lip was pierced, which was pulled into a tight scowl. <br><br>Unlike Erica, Cassie's fangs didn't retract. The pearl white fangs were predominantly displayed as she hissed a scolding remark to the girl. "Oh you stupid little girl!"<br><br>Erica's sire grabbed the childe by the shirt and yanked her into the penthouse and pinned her roughly against the wall. "I said you can go say goodbye, not bring a fuckin' stray home!" she scolded, and turned her head to Alfred. She could hear the human's heart racing. Like a hypnotic drum beat that begged to be silenced. <br><br>"I told you before, Erica. Your old life is gone. Nothing but pain awaits you when dealing with shit like this!" Cassie barked in anger. She was severely dissapointed in her childe. Weakness wasn't something she enjoyed. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>13-02-2015, 17:10:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://ilarge.listal.com/image/4076352/968full-andrew-lee-potts.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Alfred Baker<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica and Cassidy<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse.<br><strong>Music: </strong><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black shoes, blue denim pants, yellow/white/blue patterned flannel, <br><hr> <br><br>He took Erica's hand when it reached back to him, and gave it a soft squeeze, to reassure her that he was here; here for her. When the other vampire opens the door, his eyes are first drawn to her face, to her fangs, then slowly dip downwards to take in the other details of her form. The tattoo's seemed interesting. <br><br>Sadly, that grip on her is lost pretty quickly, when Cassidy grabs a hold of and yanks his lover away. The human mostly freezes up, a bit like a rabbit that's caught sight of a fox. <br><br>On the one hand, almost every part of him screamed to do something. Do something to break this up, to intercede and protect his love. But, there was that small part of him insistent on survival, cautioning against doing anything idiotic. <br><br>Something that was probably not stupid comes to mind. Hopefully, it works, and doesn't just result in him becoming nothing more than a snack. He took two steps forward, past the doorframe, and into the penthouse itself. He turned his attention to Cassidy, and spoke. "Why do you say that?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>13-02-2015, 19:28:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica gasped as she was pulled into the room, her hand ripped from her lover's so easily. Shit. Cassidy was not only hungry, she was in a mood. That didn't bode well for her, and much worse for Alfred. Once she could think again she immediately began apologizing.<br><br>"Cassidy, I'm sorry. I....I....I know what you said but....but....I just <em>couldn't</em> leave him!&nbsp; Everyone else, yes, but not him...I...you never gave me a chance to say goodbye...."<br><br>Her lip quavered as she tried to catch her sire's eye. She needed to keep the attention on her, and away from the meal that Alfred could quickly become. Quickly she grabbed Cassidy, threading her hands through her hair and pulling her to her lips, biting her own lip to push some blood into the other woman's mouth. Withdrawing her head slightly to watch Cassidy's reaction, her eyes pleaded with adoration. <br><br>"Please...I've asked nothing else if you...Cass...please..."&nbsp; She hoped the nickname would evoke some of the genuine affection she had sensed from the other woman. "Please..."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>13-02-2015, 19:56:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong>No one - yet<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse, top floor.<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xiK2JlBpzvI)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and white checkered skirt, torn fishnet stockings, black boots, buttoned up black denim top.<br><hr> <br><br>Cassidy's eyes were ablaze with disappointment. Before she could respond to the mortal who dared interject his question into Erica's and hers little lover spat, she was cut off by Erica's lips on her own. The crimson blood of her childe's bit lip flowed into her mouth. The metallic taste the vitae set Cass' body alive as she bit suckled on the girl's bottom lip, drinking hungrily and rather lewdly in front of Alfred. <br><br>Several long seconds pass as she drinks from her childe, enjoying the feeling of eager pleasing. Her own large breasts press into Erica's before she comes to the realization she was being distracted. Cassidy pulled away, her lips stained blood red as she stepped back to regain control.&nbsp; <br><br>"There is no 'him'. That life is dead, girl." Cass said, frowning as Alfred approached them. She was still hungry, and the veins neck seemed to call to Cass, offering her sweet promises of nutrition. "Drain him dry, Erica. No mortal should know of what we are..." Cass said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>13-02-2015, 20:14:01</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mood Music</div><div class="spoiler_body"> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuZlhtwFT1M </div></div><br>He watched the scene with mixed feelings. Anxiety, arousal, fear, anger. Possibly some other things. He wasn't really sure what to feel about this whole thing now, and he was wondering if maybe he should have stayed down in the car. But, it was too late for <em>could'a, would'a, should'a</em>. <br><br>He turns around, shutting the door, and then turns to look back at the two women. He sighed, exasperated. Maybe she should have just killed him back in his apartment. "If you care about Erica so much, why do you want to hurt her so badly?" Honestly, the only thing keeping him from just sort of collapsing, the only thing giving him at least the facade of strength, is his strong willpower.&nbsp; "Have you ever even tried? Thought about what you could gain out of it?"<br><br>Was he bargaining? Or berating? It might be a bit difficult to tell. "Do you think I would ever do anything to endanger her? Hell, I don't even like you, but I wouldn't do anything to endanger you, either, because that would indirectly put Erica in danger." Ooh, a bit of fire, there. A bit of passion. A bit of fight. "If you don't want humans knowing about you, then why risk going out every night to feed? Why risk catching some sort of blood borne illness? All those risks could become entirely unnecessary."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>14-02-2015, 00:43:37</strong>
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				Erica's face fell at Cassidy's words, and even farther as Alfred further tried to handle the situation.&nbsp; He had no idea.&nbsp; She was caught in the middle...and was working to save them both, in a way.&nbsp; She wasn't sure she could stop herself from trying to kill Cass if she laid a finger on Alfred, but she also couldn't deny her still passionate love for the woman who had made her what she was.<br><br>"Alfred, honey, calm down, okay...this is going to take some time...some getting used to."&nbsp; She went up to him stroking his chest and laying a small kiss on his lips.&nbsp; She turned back to Cassidy, her eyes narrowing.&nbsp; "What is this, the fucking Cam?&nbsp; Am I under the Accounting now?&nbsp; Don't take this from me, please.&nbsp; Not this.&nbsp; You're constantly complaining about how we need more help during the day...well...here he is.&nbsp; Let me ghoul him...at least...please...I....I can't account for my actions if you hurt him, and..." she lowers her head, shamed by the memory of her almost act, "I've already tried to drink him...I...I just can't.&nbsp; I'm not even asking to sire him, but please, don't take him from me."<br><br>Now she moves towards Cassidy, pulling Alfred along with her, one hand stretched out to each, "I'm not asking you to be friends, at least, not yet, but....please...can we just try?&nbsp; Please?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>14-02-2015, 18:27:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong>No one - yet<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse, top floor.<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xiK2JlBpzvI)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and white checkered skirt, torn fishnet stockings, black boots, buttoned up black denim top.<br><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy frowned. She didn't like being argued with in her own home. Especially with some fucking mortal who seemed to act like Erica's ass was all his. Still, the older Kindred knew that there was more than one way to get rid of pests without killing them. After all, patience was a Kindred's best weapon. She shrugged her slender shoulders and moved away from Erica and into the large living room. The two of them were welcome to join her. <br><br>"Tell, me Alfred. Do you find us glamorous? Are we erotic and intoxicating that you would so eagerly follow a Kindred to the ends of hell out of some per-concieved notion of love?" Cass said, sitting down in a soft plush chair and crossing her legs slowly. The black torn fishnets hugged the soft creamy white skin of her smooth legs, and the tartan skirt rode up just a bit to reveal more of her. <br><br>Her lips were still moist with blood and saliva, giving the luscious lips a shade of bright red. Her winter blue eyes locked onto the man as he would enter. The room had hardwood floors and well lit lightning fixtures. A large couch occupied the room and a polished oak coffee table rested in the middle. On the walls were numerous album records. Some gold. Some platinum. If Alfred was perceptive, he would notice that no windows were to be seen. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>14-02-2015, 18:49:56</strong>
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				Confusion slips across his face as he hears the words 'ghoul him'. He has no clue what that entails, but given the way that word is usually used, he somehow doubts it's a good thing.&nbsp; God, what has he gotten himself into? <br><br>He did notice the lack of windows as he entered the room, trailing afterwards quietly. <strong>Thud-thud-thud</strong>. He was calm on the outside, but the rapid tempo of his heart betrays him, shows his nervousness. <strong>Thud-thud-thud.</strong> Even when he sits down, and <em>seems</em> to relax, his heart continues to sound like a war drum. "No. This has nothing to do with her or you being a vampire. I have loved Erica since I first met her. The fact that she has become a vampire, and is no longer a human like me, does not change my feelings for her. I still want to be with her, and I still want to provide for her.&nbsp; I want her to be happy."<br><br>A pause. He steadies his breathing, the heart calms, if only a bit. He felt thirsty, but didn't ask for anything. Now wasn't the time for that. " More than once, I've said I would do almost anything for her. And that's already included throwing away my entire life, at the drop of a hat, and following her across the country to meet you, even knowing that you were likely to be hostile about the entire thing. Because I <span class="bbc_u"><strong>care</strong></span> about her." Though he is doing his best to keep himself calm, there's some definite passion behind his words. It's restrained, but it's there. He is also being nothing less than absolutely sincere.<br><br>Thud-thud-thud.&nbsp; Noticeably, though he did give Cassidy a once over, his gaze doesn't linger on her body for long. She did look beautiful, but as they some times say, he 'only had eyes' for Erica. For the vast majority of time, he simply met Cassidy's gaze, brown eyes to blue eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>14-02-2015, 19:38:03</strong>
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				Erica followed Cassidy into the living room like a kicked puppy, not even able to face Alfred as her dreams of a happy little arrangement seemed dashed against the walls of her two lovers.&nbsp; She listened carefully to their exchange, choosing to remain in the doorway, about equidistant between the two. She crossed her arms over her chest, her head bouncing back and forth between them like a spectator at a tennis match.&nbsp; This wasn't going at all well, not that she'd expected Cassidy or Alfred to accept the idea without some resistance, but she'd tried to prepare Alfred, at least a little, and she just assumed Cassidy could care less if she had a friend of her own.&nbsp; Shows what she gets for making assumptions.<br><br>Erica's eyes raked along Cassidy's legs as she crossed them, realizing that she was more committed to her sire than she had led herself to believe, her heart fluttering a bit at the quick glimpse of skin.&nbsp; Alfred's profession of his feelings for her gave another one of those core wrenching stomach turns, knowing what she had asked him to do, what he had done, only to be met by Cassidy's harsh demeanor.&nbsp; She saw the confused look the term 'ghoul' had caused.&nbsp; She saw the persistence of his devotion.&nbsp; She needed him.&nbsp; She couldn't do this without him.&nbsp; Not for all eternity.&nbsp; If she was going to survive, to be strong, like Cassidy wanted her to be, she needed him here, with her.<br><br>Her sire wouldn't give up the fight easily, though, and Erica knew just because she hadn't denied Erica right away certainly didn't mean she'd acquiesced to the request.&nbsp; Alfred might even be in more danger now than before.&nbsp; Erica needed a way to prove to Cassidy that she was hers, but also to Alfred that he was Erica's.&nbsp; There had to be a way...she just wasn't seeing it yet.&nbsp; Until she did, she merely watched, miserable.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>15-02-2015, 18:52:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica and Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse, top floor.<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xiK2JlBpzvI)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and white checkered skirt, torn fishnet stockings, black boots, buttoned up black denim top.<br><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>The man's heart beat was intoxicating. She wouldn't lie to herself. She wanted to taste him. To sink her fangs into his skin and drink the rich blood from his veins. Killing the man would not garner any favors from Erica, and the girl would most likely leave after the deed was done. But the pain Erica caused her by bringing some man from her past life left a horrible taste in the woman's mouth. However, there was more than one way to hurt someone without killing them. <br><br>Cassidy leaned ran a hand through her blonde hair, untie the pony tail and letting the silk strands fall across part of her face. A long moment paused between the three of them as she stared at Alfred, unblinking. Finally she spoke up. "Fine. Keep your pet. And when his life comes to a premature end, don't come running to me in sorrow. I warned you, Childe." <br><br>Cass then stood up and approached Erica, lifting her chin up with a delicate finger so the young girl could make eye contact with her sire. "Ghoul him, and be done with it." <br><br>The goth-rocker than stepped over to Alfred, her hips swaying with ease. She seemed more ethereal then real. The back of her right hand brushed across his cheek. Her tattood skin felt cold to the touch, and Aldred could no doubt tell that no breath came from her lips as she leaned in close to his ear. "You will soon regret those words. You have no place among us, and before all is said and done, you will beg for me to kill you..." Her voice was low, so Erica couldn't hear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>15-02-2015, 19:13:10</strong>
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				He watched, and he listened. As seductive as Cassidy could be, he was currently at too much of a hostile disposition to be tempted, his eyes and facial expression clearly expressing his feelings.<br><br>He had at least an inkling of an idea about the danger he was in. But, it was worth the risk. It really was sink or swim now, and he wasn't sure which he would end up doing in the end.&nbsp; But, he was sure as hell going to try to make things as happy and good for him and Erica as he could. <br><br>"if you care to hurt her that deeply, by all means, the easiest way to hurt her is through me. Just don't pretend you actually give a damn about anything besides your own ego," He whispered back to Cassidy, showing, for the first time, something akin to animosity. <br><br>He would try and get up, moving around Cassidy and closer towards Erika, not wanting to give her the opportunity to respond at this point in time without raising her voice, and thus, being heard. He had so many damned questions right now, though most he would be unable to ask until he had some sort of alone time with Erica. <br><br>"So, what is this whole ghoul thing? What happens? What do I do?" As nervous as he was about it, he was willing to go through with it, if it meant he could stay close to Erica. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM and LillithTheThird)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>15-02-2015, 20:33:33</strong>
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				Erica's eyes widened as Cassidy raise her chin to catch her gaze.&nbsp; The touch, intimate and familiar sent shivers down her spine and forced her to lick her lips.&nbsp; Her command, however, was less well received, though she nodded, knowing she wouldn't be able to turn such a demand down.&nbsp; Her eyes darted to her poor Alfred, so fragile and trusting.&nbsp; As much as she'd changed herself, she was now beginning to realize what she was doing was changing him.&nbsp; Only a little, at first, but eventually, eventually something would click within him and the Alfred she knew would be lost to her.&nbsp; It was something she was determined to fight against, regardless of how inevitable it seemed.<br><br>Her eyes narrowed as Cassidy spoke to her love and he replied, straining to hear the conversation as well as feeling a mixture of both arousal and jealousy at seeing them so intimately engaged.&nbsp; They were merely speaking, but Cassidy's ass swaying as she'd strode confidently over and brushing his cheek, his lips moving in response, was enough to know that the road ahead for Erica was not to be an easy one.<br><br>Alfred rose and approached her, his nervousness easily identifiable under his brave facade.&nbsp; Quickly glancing towards her sire, she took Alfred's hands in hers and pulled him in for a long kiss.&nbsp; "A ghoul is someone who serves us.&nbsp; Who watches over us during the day and performs functions we might not be able to do because of our natures.&nbsp; Ghouls are especially important parts of our society, and many of us," she sent a pointed look to Cassidy, "need them, whether they want to admit it or not."<br><br>She led him over to the couch he had just deserted, sitting facing him and stroking his cheek lightly, aware of Cassidy's gaze the entire time.&nbsp; "In exchange, a ghoul is given an extended life span.&nbsp; They age slower than regular people, being virtually immortal if they continue to be fed appropriately.&nbsp; They also derive some of the power of their Regnant, another word for the one feeding them, being able to learn and use some of the same abilities as time goes on."&nbsp; She squeezes his hand reassuringly, resting it on her knee as she moves to what might be the hardest part for him.&nbsp; "What you do....is drink.&nbsp; From me."&nbsp; Her eyes searched his as she held his chin, needing him to stay calm and collected.&nbsp; If he bolted now, Cassidy was sure to have her next meal, hand delivered by her childe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>16-02-2015, 01:08:13</strong>
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				Change, they say, was an inevitable thing in the universe. Her disappearance had changed him greatly, though time saw him changing back towards what was normal to him. A change he now no longer ascribes to Erica, but, to Cass.&nbsp; He may, at some point, cease being the old one that Erica loved. But maybe, just maybe, he could be something better. Only time, that fickle thing, could tell.<br><br>The kiss was something he was always fond of; almost always. It was something he loved to do, something he looked forward to. But, he is in one of his <em><span class="bbc_u">very</span> rare</em> bad moods, something she has probably only seen once or twice in their years together, and the kiss he gives her in return is fairly... flat. Dry.&nbsp; "I will do anything for you, Erica," He reassured her. Though, it was also more than a reassurance; it seemed like he would not be willing to do things for Cass. At least, not yet. Or, at least, not in his current mood. <br><br>He went back with her to the couch, settled down on it. He watched her sit, and listened to her some more; though, his eyes kept glancing towards Cass.&nbsp; He's quiet for a few moments, after the explanation is given, thinking about it. Preparing himself. The very concept is nauseating to him,&nbsp; but... not only does he have his dedication to help him do it, he also knows he really doesn't have a choice at this point. <br><br>He laid down on the couch, his head coming to rest in her lap. "Okay. So I drink your blood. And then, you'll take some of mine. I want you to, Erica. I want to be able to give that to you, alright?" It's certainly not the first time he's mentioned it, and chances are good that he simply will never drop it. He really did want to be able to provide for her; when they were both humans, he was always making meals for her, some times even serving her breakfast in bed, or making her packed lunches to take with her when she went off to work.&nbsp; He can't cook for her now, but, he still can provide her with nourishment, with sustenance, and he truly wanted her to be accepting of that. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>16-02-2015, 01:57:11</strong>
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				She could tell he was in a bad mood.&nbsp; Whether it was from the situation changing too fast, or his general reaction to Cassidy she really wasn't sure, but it certainly wasn't a mood in which she wanted to ghoul him.&nbsp; She needed to think of something, to change the foul air floating through the room.&nbsp; She shook her head at him, stoking his hair as he lay in her lap.<br><br>"No, Alfred, it doesn't work like that.&nbsp; I don't drink from you.&nbsp; <em>Ever.</em>&nbsp; Not unless you want to become one of us, and that's something that I couldn't do.&nbsp; You drink from me, that's it.&nbsp; When the time is right, when you're really okay with all of this, and not just doing it because I said to.&nbsp; If you're not ready, if you're not totally on board, it won't be right.&nbsp; I may not have had a choice, but I'm giving you one."&nbsp; She purposefully ignores whatever reaction it was that Cassidy was having to her words, looking Alfred in his eyes and knowing that she still truly loved him, with all her heart.<br><br>"If you want to give me something, if you want to do things for me, what I'll need you to do is help find people for Cassidy and I.&nbsp; To protect us when we can't protect ourselves.&nbsp; Mundane stuff like going to the bank or dusting or...hell...whatever it is people do during the day, while we sleep.&nbsp; If you want, you can start coming with me when I hunt, helping me lure people or just hang around here.&nbsp; But I'm not going to do anything to you tonight until you're in a better mood.&nbsp; This is&nbsp; lot to process.&nbsp; Believe me, I know.&nbsp; I think Cass had to keep me tied down for about 10 days before I got a handle on it all.&nbsp; I...I wouldn't think you would be as difficult..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>16-02-2015, 04:21:48</strong>
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				It's true that he has been through a lot in the past few days, and equally true that Cassidy's much less than nice attitude would make things worse, but it was the two combining together, with maybe a few other things, that pushed him over the edge, pushed him beyond his usual nigh-infinite patience. <br><br>"Wait. I thought you could drink from someone without killing them or turning them?" He frowns at her, feeling even more confused now, which actually reinforced his bad mood. "You should be able to take just a bit, not enough to hurt me, just enough to satisfy. Right? Isn't that how it works?" <br><br>"And no. I'm not going to help you find people to feed on, and I'm not going to find others to bring into this. I will do anything else, though. Any other errands, housework, whatever." That wouldn't be too different from what he was used to. Back when they were together, he only worked part time here and there, but mostly had been a 'house husband'. He was happy with that arrangement, and having it here would likely be for the best for him.&nbsp; Something familiar to give him some sense of stability. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>16-02-2015, 05:00:34</strong>
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				She sighed, her head bowing lower.&nbsp; "Well...you....you can, but....I...I don't trust myself not to hurt you, not to lose my control and draw more than I should.&nbsp; You're too precious to me to even risk it.&nbsp; It's even more easy to make a mistake if they're drinking from you at or near the same time.&nbsp; I...I can't lose you Alfred, not again."&nbsp; Her voice breaks with emotion and she looks quickly away towards the wall, anywhere but the frustrated and angry face beside her.<br><br>This had been a mistake, it was all coming apart.&nbsp; She didn't want a surly servant, she wanted her Alfred back.&nbsp; The warm smiles, the contented sighs, the way he kissed her and held her close, making her feel safe and warm.&nbsp; This was all going wrong.<br><br>"Alfred, please...let's....let's just...let's go find our room and we can talk about it some more, okay?"&nbsp; She glanced at Cassidy, as if looking at a teacher for permission to leave and use the facilities.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>16-02-2015, 05:24:44</strong>
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				"I trust you." And he did, too. He believed she would have the self control. He was willing to bet she hadn't killed anyone. "I would cut myself and bleed into a cup, even. Measured and everything, sew it shut myself. And then I can know that you're only getting clean blood, too." Would he go that far? Almost certainly yes. And he did know his way around a needle and thread, too, so that wasn't just some silliness on his point. <br><br>"Okay." He let out a sigh, sitting himself back up. His attention does not look towards Cass, but rather, stays firmly planted on his love. If he actually knew which room was Erica's, or wherever it was they could have some privacy, he'd have just been outright defiant and gone there straight away. As is, though, he's got no real clue about the layout of this place. So, for now, he waits. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>16-02-2015, 19:34:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica and Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse, top floor.<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xiK2JlBpzvI)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and white checkered skirt, torn fishnet stockings, black boots, buttoned up black denim top.<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cassidy rolled her eyes, becoming quickly bored of the confession of love between the two. Not to mention her jealousy was nearing boiling point. "For fuck's sake. Either you ghoul him, Erica, or I will. I will not have him running around as a liability." she spat, standing up for her plush chair. "Do it tonight, or tomorrow, I will." <br><br>The rocker ran her hand though her blonde tresses, brushing them to one side so that half her face was covered. Somehow it made her seem more mysterious. The eerie blue eyes would betray nothing but malcontent for Alfred. "For now he can stay in in the guest room. Upstairs, third door on the left." Cass added, moving past the couple who seemed to struggle with the awkwardness of Kindred life. <br><br>Once Cassidy left the living room, she would retire to her office. The sound of music thumping behind the heavy wooden door. Either she was resuming recording music, or playing another band's music, it wasn't clear. With her absence, some of the tension would leave the room would leave, as well as the high sexual tension. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>17-02-2015, 03:37:08</strong>
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				Erica's heart ached for Alfred, how hard he was trying.&nbsp; It also made her a little mad.&nbsp; She'd gotten used to taking care of things on her own since she'd been away, and felt slightly babied by his insistence that he feed her.&nbsp; She kissed him lightly on the cheek and squeezed his hand.&nbsp; "Go up to the room, I'll be there in a little bit.&nbsp; Take some time.&nbsp; Think.&nbsp; I know that you're worried about me, but...you don't have to be...or at least not as much as you are.&nbsp; I won't catch anything, I won't let you cut yourself.&nbsp; If you trust me, that's all I need to know."&nbsp; She leaned in closer and lowered her voice, "I love you."<br><br>She walked down to Cassidy's office and knocked on the door loudly, shouting.&nbsp; "You need to eat!&nbsp; I'm going to go get you something!&nbsp; You'll feel better once we talk and you've got something in you, okay?"&nbsp; She stood at the door, hoping for a reply, some sign that her sire was eventually going to forgive her.&nbsp; As the minutes passed, she gave up, hung her head, and went out to find a nice little fan girl, easy on the eyes, and hot under the collar.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>17-02-2015, 05:35:51</strong>
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				Maybe it was smothering. He didn't know, though. He just sort of defaulted to what was normal, what had been normal.&nbsp; He'd need some time to make adjustments; maybe a lot of time, maybe a little, all depending on just how easy or difficult they make it for him.&nbsp; He sighed, and tried not to take it personally, but as before, her refusal to feed on him felt like... it made him feel like he wasn't worthy. "I love you, too." He says, trying to be sincere, but still... still, the bad mood lingers, makes it seem insincere.&nbsp; Who knows, maybe this would all turn out to be just too much for the poor human to handle. Only time would tell if this story ends in tragedy or happiness.<br><br>He watched her walk off, and slowly trailed his way through the house. He was listless, and slow in getting to the room that Cassidy mentioned. In his current state of not really giving a damn, he just finds a spot on the floor to lay down, on his stomach, hands folded on the ground, head resting on his hands. He stares at the wall. Slowly, but surely, the anger, pain, and yes, jealousy--the one thing he seemed to share with Cass--start to cool into melancholic malaise. Or, as some might say, <em>moping</em>. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>17-02-2015, 20:34:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AK1TnheTdww)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>The following evening would come, whether or not the love birds made up. But as the sun lingered on the edge of the horizon, a small electrical feeling could be felt in the large Penthouse suite. It was subtle at first, but when the sun finally fell and darkness cloaked the city in its embrace, the feeling intensified. <br><br>Of course Alfred, who wasn't subject to the Sun's law, was able to freely walk around the penthouse during the day. Numerous photos of her band, and their records hung on the walls. If he was hungry, the fridge would only house bottles of beer, whip cream, and chocolate syrup. The Pantry itself only held sugar, salt, and a bag of peanuts. <br><br>The guest bathroom that was connected to the guest room was decorated a bit bland, a simple black and white set up, with white towel hanging up over the toilet. Whether or not Alfred used it was up to him. During the day the place was quiet like a tomb, thanks to no windows. But as the night fell, the place seemed to come alive. A shower could be heard coming from the hall way Cassidy’s room resided.<br><br>An hour later, the girl-rocker came out from her room. The way she walked commanded respect. She had no trouble with self-confidence as it seemed she knew exactly who she was and what people wanted from her. Combine that with no sense of shame or bashfulness made her a deadly opponent. Her long blonde hair was pulled into a tight pony tail, with her long bangs styled over half of her face. Her outfit consisted of a black mini dress, which buttoned up by the front from top to very bottom. Of course the first three were unbuttoned, which revealed much of her ample alabaster cleavage. She wore no bra. <br><br>Her right arm was covered in a sleeve of tattoos, including the hand, which also had numerous gold rings on it. Large triangle earrings hung from her ears and also clashed tactfully with some of the tattoos on her neck. A pair of large golden aviator glasses adorned her face, and bright red lipstick upon her plush lips completed the outfit. <br><br>If Alfred was in the middle of the living room when she came out from her room, he would hear the click of her black high heels first before seeing her…<br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>17-02-2015, 21:55:50</strong>
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				Most of the day, for Alfred, was spent sleeping. When he did awaken, in the afternoon, he observed the lack of food and things that he would need here. Which, of course, makes sense. It made him thankful that last night, before they had arrived, he had actually eaten a large meal. Peanuts were at least a decent source of protein; that, and some willpower, helped to carry him through the day. <br><br>He ended up showering, drying himself off, engaging in pesky biological functions that humans have to do.&nbsp; And then the rest of the day, for lack of things to do, he did a little digging around. Not snooping, really, just checking out the photos and records, trying to see if he could discern anything that might help him with dealing with Cassidy.&nbsp; And then he ended up spending a few hours cleaning the place. Dusting, vacuuming, polishing tables. It helped to keep him occupied. <br><br>He could have left, he could have just said fuck it all, used what pocket money he had to try and catch a bus back out towards Maine, and maybe some people would say that was the smart decision. Maybe he was an idiot, but he stayed. <br><br>Night came. It was hard to tell quite when night fell, but he did have his pocket watch with him, and the time it kept was accurate to the second.&nbsp; He was roughly able to estimate when dusk came... and when he eventually heard the shower, he knew that She must be awake.<br><br>He decided to settle down on the couch. He was laying on it, on his back, his arms crossed over his chest. Soon, he heard the sound of clicking heels, which of course got his curiosity. He got up, and looked towards the sound; towards her. His eyes settle first on her feet, then slowly climb up her body. A brief pause on her ample cleavage, because let's face it, as devoted as he is to Erica, he is a man, and has the weaknesses that so many men have. <br><br>But, he is able to actually break away from them after a few moments. He&nbsp; settled back down on the couch, back in a position that was rather vulnerable and exposed.&nbsp; He didn't say anything to her.&nbsp; From his perspective, speaking the first words of the night was a losing prospect. <br><strong><br>Thud-thud-thud.</strong> Even if he looks calm on the outside, the beating of his heart betrays him, shows his nervousness. Even if he was at least partially malnourished and a bit dehydrated, his blood probably still tasted and smelled like candy. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>17-02-2015, 22:09:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AK1TnheTdww)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Honestly, Cass was a bit taken back that Alfred was still here. She had assumed the man would have been scared off and ran back home, but to his credit he stayed. Perhaps he wasn't as weak as Cassidy had first assumed. She stood there, crossing her arms under her chest. <br><br>"I trust you slept soundly." Cass said, rather flatly and without much emotion. The sound of Alfred's heart was like a Siren's call, begging to be taken and raped of all nutrition. <br><br>She smiled, a fake one of course, but none the less it brought some life to her cold expression. Her fangs were briefly seen before she continued on. "Erica will not be joining us right now. She was up most of last night securing me food. We will have to entertain ourselves." <br><br>She then pulled her phone out and made a few texts, and busied herself with some pesky social media issues. "I have to meet my producer and then head to the recording studio. You will come with me, and not bother Erica? May give us time to even bond..." she said, but the last part was more of a teasing stab then an actual sincere comment. <br><br>Cassidy then looked back down at her phone, securing a limo for the evening....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>17-02-2015, 22:31:50</strong>
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				"Not the worst night I've had," He answered, his voice equally lacking in 'flavor' of any sort. Neutral. Calm, in spite of that damned heart of his.&nbsp; And, was he breathing a little more heavily than someone at rest should? Almost certainly. It did tend to go along with the racing heart. <br><br>"If she would like me to go with you, then I will. And if you say she does, I will trust you <em>for now</em>." So, clearly he is still not on good terms with her. Maybe some more communication would help. Yet, he has just made it very clear that he seems to be unwilling to do anything for Cass' sake.&nbsp; It was all about Erica. He also made it clear that he trusts Cass about as far as he could throw her, which, given his physique and lack of supernatural strength, is probably a foot at best; not very much at all.<br><br>"And if I'm going to be staying here long term, we need to discuss some human necessities. And how I earn them. I'm not expecting any free rides." And for some reason, he got the distinct impression he's not going to like how he has to earn them. But, he is trying to be diplomatic, not demanding or anything. He is at least trying. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>17-02-2015, 22:48:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AK1TnheTdww)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cass smirked, if only for a moment. She wouldn't normally take someone's crap like this. Especially one of the 'kine'. "Come on." she replied and motioned for him to follow. Together they left the penthouse suite and took the elevator down to the ground floor. It was a quiet ride down, with neither one saying anything. The lobby was packed, several people coming and going, each most likely from a different place within the U.S. <br><br>Outside the sky was clear and take, with the moon full and bright. A limo stood ready, with the chauffeur standing with the door held open for them. Cassidy was in first, taking a seat opposite of where Alfred would sit. Her long luscious legs crossed, hiding any chance of him seeing up her incredibly short dress. It wasn't long before the limo drove off from main entrance and joined the traffic on the busy street. <br><br>Cassidy seemed rather amused, eying Alfred through her aviator sunglasses. A long moment of silence passed before she spoke up. "I didn't force her into this life. She was willing. I gave her the choice I never had..." <br><br>The rock-girl looked away and out the window, watching people stroll along the busy sidewalks, completely oblivious to the true inner works of their society. "But for what its worth, she did regret it almost immediately. I guess that is why she hounded me for a year. She was desperate to finish her business with you."<br><br>Her head turned back to face Alfred. She licked her lips gently and sat back playfully. "If your hungry we can stop and get you something. I think there is some restaurants along the way..." she added, forgetting for a moment that Alfred was mortal. For her, she wanted to taste this mortal who smelled so good. The thought of his blood draining into her mouth gave her a long dead sensation of lust.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>17-02-2015, 23:04:42</strong>
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				He followed along right behind her, not dragging his feet or anything. Possibly, he did check out her ass.&nbsp; Or, maybe he didn't. The elevator ride down was quiet, and mostly involved him watching the doors. When they finally opened, he would once again follow right behind her, maybe a foot of space between them, matching his pace to hers.<br><br>He watched her get in the limo, and then followed inside, settling in the seat across from her. He makes no point of hiding his curiosity, and he very clearly spends a bit of time looking all around it. It was the first time he was in a limo, but he wasn't making a big deal about it. <br><br>When she spoke, his eyes trailed to her. He stared at her. He opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something, then closed it. Then, he actually seems to figure out how to make words. "Wait. She chose this?" One might just hear the cogs clunking in his head, churning over this thought, and finding it difficult. "How did you two even meet in the first place?" This was going to drive him crazy. Just a snippet of information, and now, he needed to know everything, had to understand.&nbsp; She might even catch that hint of need, might be able to use that against him, if she wanted to. <br><br>"Yes, I really could do with some food." And then, something uncharacteristic of him happens. He fidgets.&nbsp; Was that a crack in his facade? Maybe. "And I will feed you, if you'd like.&nbsp; I want to know what it's like." Although, he actually did get bit by Erica, it had been so brief, and there had been so much else going on, he didn't recognize what had happened. "That's fair, too, right? A meal for a meal." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 14:29:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AK1TnheTdww)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cassidy gave Alfred a predatory smile, as she slowly lowered her aviator sunglasses down the bridge of her nose. She wouldn't lie to herself. She wanted Alfred's blood since she first saw him. And his thumping heart was like a sweet symphony of promises that waited to be devoured. Erica would be pissed at Cass for drinking from Alfred, but Cassidy didn't care. In fact, she wanted to cause emotional harm to her childe. After all, SHE left her, and brought home a former lover. <br><br>"The Kiss is different for each person. But most find it pleasurable. Some even climax from it..." Cass purred, uncrossing her legs slowly but keeping her knees touching. A finger tip would trace the plunging neck line of her dress, caressing the soft white skin of her exposed cleavage before she laughed, almost mockingly. <br><br>"Then let us find you something to eat...." she remarked and pressed the intercom button on the ceiling. The driver's voice came over the speakers: "Yes Madam?" <br><br>"Driver, take us to...?" she left the question open for Alfred to answer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 16:09:07</strong>
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				A brief shiver passed through his body when she gave him that look. He felt a bit like a piece of meat in front of a wolf.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was something both dread-inspiring and thrilling about it, though he'd likely never admit to that last bit.&nbsp; If he knew about Cass' desire to hurt Erica, though, he'd have never agreed to such a thing.&nbsp; As is, he was just thinking of ways to be useful to them, and maybe he lacked creativity, but it always seemed to come back to the idea of providing the one thing they both needed more than anything else. <br><br>When she mentions climaxing from 'The Kiss', his look is one of skepticism. Was she just trying to get him to calm down? Or, perhaps, she was hoping to get some other reaction from him. He's got no clue, and he's still suspicious of her. He doesn't say anything, until the topic of food comes up.&nbsp; He usually wasn't one for fast food, but he knew she had a schedule, and didn't want to be bothersome. He'd bring up the idea of getting some money for grocery shopping later.<br><br>"Wendy's." He'd say.&nbsp; He watched her, waited for the intercom to be cut off, before he would speak again. "Did you want to eat now, or later?" Was that a hint of nervousness to his voice? Yup, it sure was. But, there was no backing out now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 16:27:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> On the Road<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AK1TnheTdww)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cassidy smirked, finding it amusing that Alfred was so eager to offer the blood in some sort of self delusional importance. She could have anyone she wanted, by force or by consent. It rarely concerned her. Still, there was a hint of admiration in her tone when she spoke up. "Sure. Wendy's it is. You will want to eat first." <br><br>Outside the street lights cast an opaque yellow on the road. Tension hung in the air as they drove to their destination. It was out there now. Cassidy was going to drink from him. Pierce him and drain his essence. The anticipation would most likely make this trip all the more intense. <br><br>"It was at a coffee shop, I think..." Cass said, after they had picked up Alfred's foot and drove away from the restaurant. "She was cute. Wide eyed. I knew she was intrigued by me when I first walked in. She was some book and sipping a coffee."<br><br>Cassidy's words were soft and a bit more sensual than she intended, as she was reliving the memory. She could picture it clearly, recalling details of what Erica was wearing, and the faint perfume she wore. "I was only in two for a couple of nights, playing a concert. She was very pretty...your Erica. Young and sweet, and tasted wonderful." <br><br>Cassidy didn't say what she meant by 'tasted wonderful'. Maybe it was the blood, or maybe it was her sex. Either way she leaned back and recrossed her legs, looking out the window before fixing a stray strand of blonde hair behind her ear. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 16:41:09</strong>
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				Burger, with plenty of meat on it.&nbsp; Delicious delicious fries. Soda.&nbsp; It was nice to have something to eat, as those peanuts he had been lucky enough to find before really weren't enough. And while he ate, he listened.&nbsp; He was a quiet eater. <br><br>Cassidy was very sexually charged, so he knew there was more than one way to interpret her words. It made him feel a bit betrayed.&nbsp; &nbsp;His body seemed to settle into a more tensed position. "And so, eventually, you made her like you. Why? Why did you choose to do that to her?" He was nearly done eating by the time the questions started.<br><br>"What do you do for her? Why do you care for her? How much do you care about her?"&nbsp; And he's got about a dozen more questions up his sleeve, and he nearly loses his composure and spills them all out.&nbsp; They were gnawing at his mind, at his heart. But, he focuses on finishing off the fries, and letting her handle the ones he just put voice to. And really, most of his questions did need to be saved for Erica herself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 16:53:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> On the Road<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AK1TnheTdww)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cassidy shrugged her shoulders. "I have my reasons. And you wouldn't understand them. *I* didn't force this life on her. By the second night she was begging for me to change her. And I did." <br><br>She wasn't very soft, nor careful about how she answered the questions. Maybe it was out of spite for Alfred, or maybe she had been what she was for far too long and simply forgot what it must feel like to learn the truth about someone you truly loved. <br><br>She had watched him eat, her eyes hidden once more behind those mirrored glasses, which seemed to hide any real emotion from him. "As far as what i did for her, you would have to ask her. After all she had the choice I never got." The last bit was a bit on the cold and calloused side. <br><br>The Limo by now pulled up to the studio where she was to meet her producer. The driver quickly came around and opened the door for her, eyes down casted as she slipped out of the car. "You can remain here, or come inside." she said, peeking her head into the limo before finally slipping inside of the building. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 17:07:13</strong>
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				He sighed. Damn. Just when it seemed like he could have put the past behind him, moved on, and had a simple life... everything got complicated. For the second time, he entertained the thought of regret. Maybe she should have just killed him that night. It would have been easier on them both. And now, he wasn't even sure if this was all worth it.&nbsp; Hell, he wasn't even sure where he was in relationship to Erica at this point in time. <br><br>But in the end, after a year, Erica had come to him. She had traveled across the country to reconnect with him. She asked him to come out here. So, that meant she had to care, had to still love him, right?&nbsp; This wasn't just some cruel game, even if it felt that way at times. <br><br>When they get to where it was that she wanted to be, he is still quiet. He has a distant look, and it is very obvious that not only is he lost in his thoughts, but they're thoughts that aren't going to be shared with the older vampire. Not yet, at any rate.&nbsp; She said something about coming inside, but he just shrugged his shoulders. "I'll stay. I have a lot to think over." <br><br>He reached into his pocket, went to get out his phone... but takes nothing out. He still hadn't bothered to get a replacement for the old one he disposed of on the way out here. "Damn." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 17:25:27</strong>
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				Erica returned to the penthouse, full of frat boy, her usual pick for a weeknight. They tended to be easier to convince of her political leanings and seal the deal with a kiss, a very tasty one for her, a very costly one for them. The assholes who differed from her opinion or treated her horribly never recovered at all. She would rather they just understand the work she was trying to do, but she was finding more and more they rarely played the long game. Not the way she did, at least, though that was most likely because her long game was on a completely different scale from theirs.&nbsp; She tossed her bag on the couch, calling out into the empty space, hoping they'd be back by now. <br><br>She'd been concerned when she'd finally come in in the early morning hours, trailing Cass's meal and leading them to her office before she headed upstairs. She had knocked on Alfred's door, but he had either been asleep already or ignored her. When she found them both gone upon waking she became even more nervous, checking the whole penthouse three times and calling the studio twice before giving up. Her heart was torn with dread at what Alfred might be suffering and she once again wondered how she ever convinced herself to return with him, instead of keeping him to herself. She supposed her attraction to Cass had much to do with it, but she couldn't admit the other part. The part that meant she wanted to be here, like this. That now she knew what power felt like, she refused to abandon it. Even for him. <br><br>Her bad mood had cleared with a little academic discourse and a good meal, but knowing they were still gone made her heart drop into her stomach. What if it meant Alfred wasn't coming back at all?&nbsp; Her nails dug into her leg and she drew blood. Licking it off her fingers, she retreated to her room to work on promoting the next rally, hoping her causes would distract her until they returned and she could see them again. Hopefully both of them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 17:55:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> On the Road - heading back<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AK1TnheTdww)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Forty-five minutes later, Cass arrived back to the limo. She sat back in her seat and pressed the intercom button. "Take us home." she said before settling down. The next thing she did was pressed the button for the glass divider to slide up and cut off view from the driver to them. <br><br>She gazed to Alfred and spoke gently, her voice a bit sensual than before. "So, I fed you...and now it's my turn.." she wasn't shy about asking for what she wanted. She was use to taking anyway. Slowly she uncrossed her legs and slid into Alfred's lap, her legs apart as she straddled him. Her cold blue eyes locked with his as her body pressed into his. Her breasts strained in the dress, the buttons threatening to pop off as she placed a cold hand under his chin and turned his head to the side. <br><br>She could see the throbbing vein in his neck, begging to be penetrated. The sexual and very much life threatening energy was there between them. She brought her lips close to his neck, inhaling his wonderful scent. Alfred wouldn't be able to see exactly what her face was displaying, due to the long blonde bangs covering part of her face.<br><br>She wanted to drink from him, badly. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she truly wanted to take the blood from someone as badly as she did now. Perhaps the last time was with Erica. It almost seemed forbidden and erotic to take what wasn't hers, and subconsciously her pelvis pressed down on his crotch briefly. She wanted to hurt them both. Erica for betraying her supposed love of Cass, and Alfred for being the reminder that she still couldn't give Erica everything she wanted. <br><br>"Tell me you want this..." she whispered, her words flowing from her soft red lips like honey spilling out of an overflowing jar. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 18:02:28</strong>
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				He spent the entire time she was busy mostly just relaxing himself. Reassuring himself that yes, he could, in fact, handle this, and that he had ultimately made the right decision. <br><br>She came back. He watched her, and was quiet. When the divider goes up, he takes in a deep breath, and lets it out slowly. Nervous? You bet. He didn't think she would kill him, but he wasn't sure what to expect, in spite of what she had said earlier. <br><br>She came close. Got on top of him, in the way Erica had occasionally done.&nbsp; His eyes drifted down to her breasts, then seemed to become aware of what he was doing, and looked off to the side. It's not that he's a prude or anything; he was just trying to be loyal to the woman he loved. Which was about to get much, much harder to do.<br><br>He shuddered at the coolness of her skin, and moved his head as she wanted him to. He bared his neck to her, and his heartbeat thundered away. <strong>Thud-thud-thud.</strong>&nbsp; When she presses down against him, it should become obvious to her that despite himself, he is highly aroused. <br><br>A silent moment passes between her request, or perhaps her order, and his response. "Please feed from me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 19:02:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> On the Road - heading back<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AK1TnheTdww)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cassidy ears throbbed with the quickening pace Alfred's heart. It was sweet music to her and she pressed into him tighter. His neck was prominently displayed before her and the self control she once had was beginning to waver. <br><br>She parted her lips and licked the side of his neck slowly, letting him feel the warm saliva that clung to the tongue. With no words of comfort or petting to reassure him, she sunk her fangs into his neck, penetrating his skin and pinning him back against the seat of the limo. <br><br>The warm crimson blood pooled into her mouth and made her moan with desire. The first mouthful was sweet and hot. Alfred was delicious, better than most people she drank from. It was clear he took care of himself. <br><br>When her fangs sheathed themselves into his neck, the ecstasy of the kiss would be felt. It was intoxicating and quite pleasurable, like nothing he would have experienced before. It was like a drug, sending signals to his brain to release dopamine and adrenaline all at once. It was as if they were one being for a moment, one connected to the other. <br><br>Cass barely had to suckle from him, as she let the heart do most of the work. The taste of sweet iron filled her mouth again, in which she swallowed. She forced herself on him, grinding into him. Her skin would become warm with the vitae, and she took on more of a healthy color. Her chest even began to rise and fall with fake breaths. <br><br>Slowly, sexually, and sensually he would drain into her mouth, his essence swallowed by the parasite wearing the pleasing form of Cassidy...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 19:21:48</strong>
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				Just the licking of her tongue on his sensitive flesh had him stifling a happy groan. His neck always was a sensitive place, always got him going.&nbsp; When the fangs first puncture his skin, his whole body tenses up; then, the moment of tension passes. The pleasure of The Kiss fills him, and his whole body goes slack. It's a good thing she's pinning him, because otherwise, he might have just fallen over. <br><br>As she continued to drink from him, as his body started to produce all the wonderful drugs that gives someone a natural high, a moan works its way out of his throat. There's no shame to it, no holding this one back. And it's not just one moan; a few more work their way out of him as well. This felt even more amazing than the makeup sex he had had with Erica just a few days ago. <br><br>She continues to drink from him, and the nourishing sweetness remains the same.&nbsp; He really was just like vampire candy; and that's with his usually strict diet having been compromised over the past few days. If he got back into his healthy habits, he'd probably be even more amazing.<br><br>His blood fills her body, giving her the semblance of life, even as something akin to a semblance of death takes his form. If she kept things up, he would eventually grow pale; if enough blood was gone, he'd even lose that erection in his pants. Yet, at no point, does he seem to even be aware of how close he might be to death. In this moment, there was no sense of the passage of time, no thoughts, just pure pleasure and the occasional primal sounds of arousal and ecstasy. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 19:35:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> On the Road - heading back<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AK1TnheTdww)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cassidy broke 'the kiss', throwing her head back in pleasure, as she found herself rubbing her crotch into his. Crimson blood trickled from her chin and threatened to fall down upon her supple skin. She too was aroused. The kiss was powerful and often many Kindred fell to its addiction. <br><br>She wasn't about what came next. She slipped her hand down the front his pants, under the waist band of his underwear and gripped his erection with her warm soft hand. Blood was flowing to all parts of her body now, aided by the reawakening of her heart. It wouldn't last, but for now it was enough. <br><br>Her hand worked Alfred's cock, wrapped around the base and stroking it up and down in a slow deliberate motion. Her lips were a bright red, and eyes seemed to sparkle with life as she kissed him square on the lips, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth. He could taste the metallic like taste of blood on her tongue. <br><br>She lewdly churned into his pelvis with her hand down his pants, small drops of blood trickling from the two puncture holes of her fangs. She didn't lick his wounds close, her mind possibly too busy with the feel of warm delicious blood in her, or perhaps she just wanted Erica to see that she penetrated her boyfriend and shared a deep moment with him. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 19:47:47</strong>
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				As she broke free of him, his eyes, which had remained closed, slowly open. His eyes are glassy, like he's just taken some good drugs; and in many ways, that is precisely what just happened. He was high on his own body chemistry. It was amazing! <br><br>He's a bit groggy, but his body reacts to her readily enough. His cock was warm, and still rock hard,&nbsp; and her grip on it is enough to draw out another moan from him. Despite not doing much at all at the moment, his breathing comes hard and fast. When her lips meet his, the breathing stalls for a moment, then continues. Hazy as he might be, he knows what is happening, and he does love to kiss.<br><br>He meets her with passion, his lips and his body pressing up against hers.&nbsp; Her tongue is more than welcomed into his mouth, and more sounds of arousal form in his throat, but can't escape from his busy mouth. Neither the taste of blood, nor the blood trickling down his neck, does anything to dissuade him from maintaining the kiss. He was still lost in a haze of pleasure, and honestly, he didn't want it to stop.&nbsp; He just wanted to be overwhelmed, consumed by it. <br><br>Maybe he is not aware of who it is. Doubtlessly, if he was fully in the 'right' state of mind, he wouldn't be so eager with Cass. Maybe he thought it was Erica, though. Maybe that was what he was imagining. No matter what, though, there's no denying that his hands, previously doing nothing more than dangling, are now moving over Cassidy's body. They trailed down along her back, settled on her clothed ass, and rubbed. He fondled her, and groped at her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 20:22:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> On the Road - heading back<br><strong>Music: </strong> here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AK1TnheTdww)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>The kiss was heated, and Cassidy’s desires were alight. The Beast was creeping on her, urging her to take more of the blood and drain Alfred to death. Like many times before, she summoned the will to push the Beast away and continue to focus on the small tingles of pleasure she got from drinking at Alfred. She bit his bottom lip, drawing blood into the kiss which made her moan into him, her hand working his cock with a firm pump. <br><br>Her free hand reached down unbutton his pants and yanked the zipper down. With desperate need she didn’t even pull his underwear down, but instead ripped a hole in the underwear and freed his cock between them. Both hands stroked over his cock, feeling the veins of the thick organ. Briefly she wondered how many times Erica sucked on him when she was still mortal. <br><br>The predatory nature in Cassidy made her feel the blood that rushed below his waist, keeping him nice and erect. She resisted the urge to sink between his knees and take him into her mouth. Together their bodies rubbed and churned into each other, working them into a feverous pitch. She broke the kiss, her lips still red with the new blood. <br><br>Her ass was firm, warm and easily fit into his hands. If they went up under her dress he could feel the small black thong she wore underneath. Not all Kindred participated in sexual activity, and up until Erica, Cassidy had gone decades without any sort of sexual feeling. The ‘Kiss’ was, after all, the greatest pleasure she could feel. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 20:30:37</strong>
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				The rough, almost savage way in which she undressed him, that sort of raw lust, was amazingly arousing for the man. At this point, he almost didn't care if this was Erica or not. He was too high, too worked up. His body yearned for release. He continued to rub and grind against her, the moans coming from him taking on a shamelessly slutty tone; one that Erica only occasionally got to experience. <br><br>His hands did indeed slip up under her dress, and he felt her cool skin. He continued to rub her ass for some time, up until she broke the kiss. It was then that his hands moved to stroke her thighs, his grip firm, but not tight. <br><br>He made a whimpering sound at her, needy, yet cute; at least to some, it would seem cute.&nbsp; He was starting to get close, and in fact, Cass' hand would soon be getting wet and slippery with the pre-cum that was liberally oozing out of his manhood. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 21:11:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> On the Road - heading back<br><strong>Music: </strong> Christian Woman (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4DbnUseigbs)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy would take what she wanted. She always did. Positioning herself on her knees, she reached under her skirt and pulled her panties down past her knees and let them rest of her left ankle as she once more straddled herself over him. <br><br>Her moan turned more primitive and lusty as she gripped the back of his hair and pulled his head back to expose his neck. Her fingers slipped back into the holes of his neck and she sucked once more, drawing that delicious red liquid down her throat. Without asking permission, or requesting he wear a condom, Cassidy forced herself down upon his cock. <br><br>He may have been close to cumming, but honestly his pleasure was the least of her concerns. His cock pressed past the tight nether lips of her sex and into the narrow, hardly used passage of her love canal. She was hot, wet and tighter. His cock completely sheathed inside her, to the hilt as she fully lowered down on hip. <br><br>Her lips broke from his neck as she cried out in pleasure. She had penetrated him, and now he penetrated her. One hand remained on his shoulder for support, the other in his hair. Her hips worked down on him, greedily fucking his cock. "Mmfh...fuck..." she whispered hotly in his ear, inches above the holes in his neck. <br><br>Her breasts pressed into his chest, as she didn't bother with a slow pace of fucking, only the animistic thrusts of needing to get off. Over head on the radio, Type O Negative's 'Christian Woman' played. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 21:23:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her warm flesh wrapped itself around his hot rod, and the most pleasant sort of shuddering shiver went through his entire body.&nbsp; His hands moved back to her ass, giving her some additional support as she has her way with him. <br><br>His head was not only pulled back, but actually lulls off to the side, the high he was on still going strong. Her roughness has reduced him to a melted puddle of drooling happiness. "Ahhhh... mmm..." pretty soon, he was orgasming, his hot spunk shooting straight into her undead body with wild abandon.&nbsp; Thankfully, he's young and despite being fed on, brimming with vitality. He continues to stay hard for her.<br><br>His head tilts forward, his body shudders again and moves forward slightly. His head settles down into her bobbing chest, and he almost hungrily licked at, and sucked on, what part of her breasts were exposed. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 21:35:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> On the Road - heading back<br><strong>Music: </strong> Christian Woman (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4DbnUseigbs)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy was inches from his lips, her own grazing his as she inhaled sharply at feeling the man cum inside of her body. His seed splashed against the hole as she sunk down on him, not moving as his body tensed. She would hold him in her tight tunnel, letting him feel the muscles contract milk his shaft. <br><br>She then kissed him hotly to taste the blood in his mouth that no doubt was laced with oxytocin, prolactin, and endorphins. It was an exquisite cocktail of hormones that made her moan into his mouth hotly. <br><br>She pressed herself back against his hands, letting the knead the firm warm flesh. After the kiss was broken, she tilted her head back as he buried his head between her exposed cleavage. She some how smelled sweet, like a forgotten memory that was pleasant in his childhood. The dress did little to keep her breasts bound, and her right one was free to be suckled and nursed on. <br><br>She waited for his body to stop convulsing with orgasmic bliss as she remained impaled on the hard cock. She enjoyed the brief moments of where her heart beat. Then, in what may have been considered torture, she began to move again, rising up to where the tip of his cock threatened to leave the hot warm confines of her hole, only to sink back down inside of her body. <br><br>"Mmm. Don't stop...fuck me...fuck me.." She bated him between gasping breaths, her eyes slightly closed. The dark eye shadow and slutty eye liner accentuated the cold blue waters of her eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 21:54:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was a wonderful vortex of carnal happiness that was occurring in the backseat of the limo. If he had the mental capacity for it, he'd probably be wondering if this was why limo's were supposedly a sexy vehicle.&nbsp; As is, there really isn't much beyond the two of them, their bodies intertwined, bringing each other the different pleasures they offered. <br><br>Finding the freed breast, he brings one of his hands up to grasp it, and hold it steady while he latches his mouth onto it. The hand then falls back to her ass, kneading her rear, even getting frisky enough to give her some light spanks. Erica always seemed to like that, so it was a natural reaction for him to do it. <br><br>Meanwhile, he pulls as much of her breast into his mouth as he possibly can. He suckles on her hungrily, releasing it a bit, then pulling it back into his mouth. His tongue flicks at her undoubtedly hardened nipple, pressing against it; some times firmly, some times lightly. <br><br>"Ahhh!" He practically cried out at feeling her sliding back down. He had orgasmed, that made him highly sensitive. And yes, it was now a form of torture; perhaps the most enjoyable form of torture. She continued to bounce on him, to have her way with him, and every time she slid up or down, it brought almost painful shocks of ecstasy to him. "Yes, ahh... please.. use me for your pleasure..." He groaned out the words, yet again dipping down into a tone of voice that could really only be called 'slutty'. He really didn't have any shame.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 22:12:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> On the Road - heading back<br><strong>Music: </strong> Christian Woman (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4DbnUseigbs)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy's breasts bounced before Alfred's face, the free one being suckled and nipped on in a teasing fashion. She held him close, the sounds of her firm ass being smacked interrupted the music briefly as she growled with approval. Her sex clenched him tightly, squeezing in as she bucked into him with a zealous passion.<br><br>It was hot and exciting for her. Precious loyal Alfred had his cock buried in another girl, and Cass knew this would hurt Erica. She huffed, pushing the thought away. Why should the spoiled girl get all the fun and not her? Cass's lips found Alfred's again and she kissed him deep, tongue back in his mouth and tangling with his own. <br><br>The Limo stopped at a red light, and if anyone was to pay attention, the could see the back end of it rising and falling slightly from the vigorous sex session. The dark tinted windows were the only thing hiding the two of them from prying eyes. <br><br>Cassidy pushed Aldred onto his back, and fully sat his pelvis, his cock never leaving the insides of her moistened little tunnel. With Alfred on his back, he could get a clear view of Cassidy's naked from. Her right breast was exposed, and the dress pushed up over her pelvis. A small patch of light blonde hair crowned her otherwise hairless sex. Cassidy's tattoos were exposed along her neck and right arm. <br><br>Alfred's cock was glistening with moisture and cum and it snugly buried into her. She reached down and braced herself with her left hand, sliding up his chest and laying flat on his torso, while her right hand grasped the handle bar on the roof. <br><br>She worked her hips in a tight circle, not lifting up and down anymore. Instead she kept him buried to the hilt as she worked her hips back and forth, moaning aloud every time the swollen tip brushed along the upper walls of her sex. Her skin flushed pink from the blood she drank and she didn't seem as pale and undead as before. <br><br>"Mmfh..Yes..There...fuck, just like that..." she moaned aloud. "Alfred..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 22:25:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Why was he even doing this? The high was wearing off, the lightheadedness was fading. He had to be aware of what he was doing. Yet, he offered no protests.&nbsp; Maybe it was fear; she could end his existence if she wanted to. Maybe it was his doubt over everything right now, doubts about Erica, and just wanting to lose himself so that he didn't have to deal with the most horrifying thing of all: being trapped with his own thoughts. Or, maybe he really was just weak-willed enough to roll over and do whatever was commanded of him, if the woman in question had the right sort of domineering personality.<br><br>The tongue is welcomed into his mouth, and though it's not her breast, he is more than happy to return the kiss. His tongue plays with hers, rubbing and sliding against each other wetly, only reluctantly broken whilst they switch positions.<br><br>He almost sprawls out beneath her, his eyes traveling once more over her form. Only this time, unlike the few other times he's looked at her, his eyes actually seem to drink in the details; to admire her body. <br><br>His hands had moved during the changing of positions, and now they came to settle on her shoulders. He trailed his fingers down along her back, tracing their way along her spine, before finally settling on her thighs. He stroked her outer thighs for a few moments, before his right hand slipped inbetween them, searching for something else... it's only with a small amount of searching that he finds a particularly sensitive bit of flesh, right outside her entrance, and he would pinch it between his thumb and index finger, rubbing it back and forth. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 22:41:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> On the Road - heading back<br><strong>Music: </strong> Christian Woman (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4DbnUseigbs)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>She felt so alive, a fleeting moment of pure bliss. She missed this feeling and longed for it. The fingers between her legs, teasing and toying with her clit made her gasps aloud, and dig her nails into Alfred's chest and drew blood, while the other one nearly broke off the handle bar she was holding onto. She bit down on her own bottom pierced lip and worked her sex down onto his cock. <br><br>Her walls tightened and gripped him firmly, the swollen mushroom like tip hitting that place she loved so much. She was close to an orgasm and was ready to give herself over to it. She had feasted on his blood and had his seed inside of her. <br><br>She suddenly tenses and stopped moving as her body shuddered with a feeling of pure ecstasy. She came hard, tightening on his tool! She yelled his name and gasped for air. The driver was guaranteed to hear what was going on in the back of the limo. <br><br>As the pure pleasure of orgasmic bliss began to subside, she found her hips working on their own. The two of them remain connected. She wanted to feast on him again. His blood was calling for her and the Beast was riding shot. A Dark Passenger who whispered for her to devour him... 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 22:50:49</strong>
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				Clawing him hard enough to draw blood might have turned some men on, but what is this... why is he moaning so lewdly in response? The fact was, Alfred had some serious masochistic tendencies. Not to mention submissive ones... and she was just hitting all the right buttons. <br><br>He had already cum in her once, and his balls were churning, filling up with more seed. Pretty soon, he would be releasing a second round of baby batter into her body.&nbsp; all it took was those contractions, the way her body responded to her orgasm also extracting genetic material from his body, which was promptly deposited into hers once more.<br><br>Tired, dehydrated, and spent, he just sort of all together goes slack. His hands rest at his side, his whole body is practically limp.&nbsp; If her hips actually released his cock, it would wilt pretty quickly, too. <br><br>He is quiet for a few moments. "Thank you," He took in a ragged breath of air, exhaled it shakily. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>19-02-2015, 02:28:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica's mind tumbled over itself alone in the apartment.&nbsp; She imagined Alfred's face in hundreds of expressions from outright fear as Cassidy slew him, ripping him apart limb from limb and forcing him to watch as she licked his blood off his broken body, anger, as he and Cass tried to kill each other, Alfre desperately battling with his last ounce of strength, Cassidy easily besting him, a lascivious grin on her face as she returned and claimed Erica infront of him.&nbsp; The one expression she never envisioned was the one Alfred had actually worn as he came inside her sire, not once but twice.&nbsp; The connection between maker and childe was still strong enough that she would have known exactly what happened if they had been within the penthouse, but as her lover and her sire mated in the limo, she was oblivious.<br><br>She wandered the rooms, giving up her work quickly after she'd written the same opening paragraph three times for the same article.&nbsp; She blew her auburn tresses out of her face and tied them up into a tightly restrained bun.&nbsp; She changed clothes for the third time that evening, settling on some black faux leather pants and a mid-riff baring maroon knit shirt.&nbsp; She ran her hands idly over her stomach and chest as she gazed into the darkness of the city, something Alfred would have recognized as a nervous habit.&nbsp; She checked the refrigerator, making a shopping list of Alfred's favorite things and having one of the PAs set to deliver it tomorrow morning.&nbsp; She knew Cass wouldn't have thought of such things.&nbsp; Maybe he was out shopping?&nbsp; She checked her watch again.&nbsp; No.&nbsp; He'd been gone too long, something was wrong.&nbsp; As she threw on her coat and was just about to head out searching for him, they came through the door, together, flushed and smelling of sex.<br><br>Erica stopped dead in her tracks and stared at them with an open mouth.&nbsp; "Uh.....hi."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>19-02-2015, 13:23:51</strong>
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				Eventually, the two were able to be disentangled from each other. Sweet tasting as he was, it would be a waste to drink him dry tonight... she could just keep him around as a tasty morsel for as long as she wanted, after all.&nbsp; They were able to get redressed in time for the limo to arrive back at her Haven, and at least Alfred was walking a little funny when he came out; dried blood on his neck, and everything. He had completely spaced out on its presence, on the still present marks on his neck.<br><br>When they come back inside, in fact, Erica can probably smell it. That sweet blood of his, dried and starting to congeal, to scab over two wounds on his neck that could be nothing but a sign that Cass or someone else had fed on him. <br><br>Previously, Cass got to see how shameless the man could be. Now, she got to see the other side of the coin. He had enough time between walking to the door, waiting for it to open, and then seeing Erica, to realize that he had done something very, very wrong. He looks at her, but can't bring himself to make eye contact. "Hi, Erica. Can we... talk?" There was a distinctly despondent quality to his voice. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>19-02-2015, 14:33:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred, Erica<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>After the vigorous sexual session in the limo, Cass could tell the human was ashamed of himself, which made her all the more smug. She buttoned up her dress and slipped her panties back on before adjusting her hair. <br><br>The elevator ride up was a quiet one, with a somber mood lingering around them. Cassidy knew Erica would smell the sex on them, and the sight of Alfred's neck would probably send her into some jealous mood. Honestly, Cassidy didn't care. As far as she was concerned, Erica got what was coming to her. This would teach her to disobey her Sire, and bring home a stray.<br><br>When the elevator opened, Cassidy lead the way inside, only pausing briefly to see Erica standing there. Her cold blue eyes locked to Erica's. Her smile turned smug and satisfied. "Hello Erica, dear. I think Alfred here needs some attention." she said, moving past her. <br><em><br>"Hi, Erica. Can we... talk?" </em> <br><br>Cass heard Alfred say, before she casually strolled down the hall way and slipped away into her room. She would change, of course, but for now she simply fell upon her bed and stared at the ceiling. The scene of Alfred underneath her made her lick her lips. Slowly a feeling of remorse crept up on Cass as she could only imagine what was going on out there between the two. Had she been too mean? It was hard for her to tell, as she spent the early parts of her undead life in the Camarilla before finally joining the Anarch free state.<br><br>&nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>19-02-2015, 17:45:11</strong>
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				Erica's heart sank. She took it all in at once, the blood, the scabs, the scent, the look on Alfred's face, and lastly the look on Cass's. She had wanted them to get along, maybe even like each other, but <em>this</em>?&nbsp; So soon?&nbsp; She stormed over to Alfred, gripping his arm and pulling him close to her as she licked clean the wounds on his neck, her eyes darkening as she stared at Cass over his shoulder. She pulled back and frowned at him. "No.&nbsp; We don't. Not until you eat and drink and give me some time to calm the fuck down."&nbsp; Her hand slammed into the wall near his head, breaking cleanly through the plaster, dust and bits flying back into the room.&nbsp; She stared at him, death in her eyes as she pointed to the kitchen.&nbsp; "Go.&nbsp; Now."<br><br>Dismissing him outright she turned to Cassidy, striding over and slapping her in the face. "You goddamn insecure cunt!&nbsp; You know how I feel about him. You know what this would do to me and you fucking did it anyway!&nbsp; How DARE you!&nbsp; You just had to have a little taste. You just had to have it your way. You couldn't even fucking wait for me to ghoul him.&nbsp; Was all the bitching you did last night a set up?&nbsp; Was your denying me from seeing him all a ruse so you could have him for yourself and shit on me at the same time?&nbsp; What goddamn right had you..."&nbsp; As she spoke she stormed closer, her voice rising, her fists clenched, til she was barely centimeters from Cass's mouth. Her fangs extended and she bit, hitting Cass with her fist and knee at the same time, trying to suck what Cass had taken from Alfred back into herself.&nbsp; "Why do you hate me?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>19-02-2015, 19:17:25</strong>
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				When she pulled him in, he half expected some bit of violence, and not the kind he enjoyed. He thought he deserved it. But instead, what came was a licking, which drew a shudder from him. Even if he knew she was pissed, his neck was sensitive, and there was just no changing his physical reaction to certain sensations.&nbsp; However, when the wall ends up being a surrogate for her anger, he whimpers--not in the sexy way--and wordlessly retreats to the kitchen. <br><br>Although nothing could make him feel lucky at this moment, he really was for the fact that Erica had cared enough to get food delivered to the place. Which just made him feel worse. In the background, he could hear Erica going off on Cass, which made him wince. Not for the first time, he wondered if he had made the right decision. <br><br>Not wanting to disobey Erica when she was so upset, realizing he really would need the energy, and that actually cooking something was not a good idea right now, he decides to satiate himself with two apples.&nbsp; He loved fruit, and all that fructose may be why he tastes so sweet. And where does he eat? Curled up in a corner of the kitchen, trying to stay out of sight and out of mind. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>19-02-2015, 19:38:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred, Erica<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Cass felt the stab of Erica's fangs and the slap on her face. Frankly, she was surprised the girl had it in her to strike her own sire. Perhaps it was time she stopped babying her childe. another punch to Cass' gut got her attention. The older Kindred growled and pushed Erica off her. Her fists were balled up tight. If Erica wanted to act like a bitch, than she would get beat like one.<br><br>The dress Cass was wearing, however, was not one to fight in, since her large bosom was on the verge of busting out. "I'm the insecure one!? Oh that's rich coming from a cunt who BEGGED me to turn them. Your life was so fucking miserable before you met me. So boring! You couldn't wait to leave. I was just the person to give you the kick in the ass you needed." Cassidy screamed back. <br><br>Her eyes narrowed on Erica. Her fangs were bared, since they were incapable of retracting. "You've had everything given to you! Money, sex, power...all of it. And you thank me by bringing home that fucker!? Was I not good enough for you? Did I not fuck you just the right way!?" Cassidy yelled, pointing to the kitchen where Alfred was. <br><br>She took a step back and spit on the ground, blood oozing from an open cut in her mouth from the slap. "You have no idea what its like to claw your way from the fucking bottom to the top. You are an ungrateful little cunt, who whined about some leaving behind some great love of your life. I didn't rape the asshole. I fucked him and he loved it! He willing fucked me, like YOU willing fucked me. I'm not the fucked up on here, YOU are!" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>19-02-2015, 19:54:29</strong>
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				Erica's lip quivered and she kicked at Cassidy's feet, though not really doing much than venting. The anger and hurt in her eyes didn't waver, though. "Of course we fucked you willingly!&nbsp; You're gorgeous!&nbsp; Willing isn't the point.&nbsp; The point is you did it <em>knowing</em> it would hurt me. I respected your wishes for a fucking year!&nbsp; I told you what he meant to me, that leaving him was my only regret and you said 'Give it a year. If you still need him in a year you can have him.'&nbsp; Well I fuckung waited a goddamn year and you couldn't wait one fuckung day!&nbsp; I've grown to care about you, for fuck's sake!&nbsp; I know how hard you've had it. how far you've come. I know and I thank my stars every day that I found you. But I STILL need him too!&nbsp; I thought you cared about me. I thought...I thought we could all find places to fit together, but no. You went and took him the first chance you got, and you didn't even want him. Great thinking Cass. If you were trying to make me choose, play some sort of 'who do you love more game'?&nbsp; You just lost."<br><br>She breaths deeply, not because she needs to, but because she still retains so much of her humanity she forgets not to.&nbsp; Her eyes blaze as she stares her sire down.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>19-02-2015, 20:07:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred, Erica<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy was speechless for a moment. Erica was right...to an extent. She did do this to hurt them. Both. Maybe it was out of habit. She had spent years in the Camarilla and was use to lying and deceiving to get what she wanted. But the only thing she couldn't get was someone who actually loved her. <br><br>Now, ironically, she had lost someone who could have loved her. No strings attached. Cassidy had a hard time letting anyone close, or to show any vulnerability. Instead of apologizing she growled. She wanted to scream, and cry and rant about the horrible truth..........She hated what she was. <br><br>But her pride won out and she straitened up and took a few steps back. "If you want him, fine. Take him. But don't come fucking crawling to me when he breaks your heart, or dies, or ends up fucking someone else. I'm done being your shoulder to cry on." She turned away quickly and stormed off away from Erica. She had had enough of her for one night.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>19-02-2015, 20:40:31</strong>
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				Erica grabs her hand and pulls her back before she can escape. "Dammit Cass!&nbsp; You're a goddamn fighter, don't run away just because the conversation gets hard!"&nbsp; She twirls the woman to face her, one hand roughly kneading Cass's left breast, the other pulling up the woman's dress and running her fingers along the still wet crevice that was currently causing her so much trouble. <br><br>Her mouth pressed tightly, able to taste Alfred's blood on Cass' tongue. Dear god he tasted good. And it was even better coming through her sire's lips. She felt her earlier meal heading towards her cheeks, breasts and sex as her arousal and anger mixed. "I'm not leaving you, you fucking cunt!&nbsp; Not when I want you so much!"<br><br>"Please...please Cass..."&nbsp; Her hands stoked her sire and she leaned her forehead against her female lover's brow. "Please don't hurt me...too much..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>19-02-2015, 20:46:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He stayed quiet, occasionally wincing as he heard the exchange of words and blows. It wasn't how he wanted to get it, but he did get some answers to his questions.&nbsp; Still others remained, though... like, 'what now?'. <br><br>He slowly, very quietly, inched his way through the kitchen and disposed of the apple cores in silence. He wanted to run his hands under water to get rid of the stickiness, but chose instead to use his shirt, in order to maintain his silence. The one thing he couldn't silence, though, was that hammering heart of his. It kept on beating, like a war drum. <strong>Thud-thud-thud. </strong><br><br>Still slowly, still quietly, he stands up, and dares to look. This is just as Cass was about to storm off, only to be stopped by Erica.&nbsp; This was... awkward. Yup, very very awkward. He looks around, and tries to decide if it's possible for him to just, like, sneak away to the guest room. Maybe that would be for the best? 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>19-02-2015, 22:17:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy clenched her teeth, fangs exposed as she was thrust upon by Erica. The woman clearly had mixed feelings. The blood bond between them was strong, each having tasted each other several times. Her mouth parted willingly enough for Erica to taste the blood from Alfred in her mouth. Cassidy's mouth exhaled with relief as Erica's fingers slipped up under her skirt and caressed her still moist sex. She was indeed still wet, although if it was from previous arousal or Alfred's seed she could not tell. <br><br>The Kindred took Erica by her hair and yanked her head back, sinking her fangs into her neck, penetrating in some bizarre sexual dominance. She drank from the young girl, tasting the sweet vitae that flowed into her mouth. "Fuck you!" she whispered hotly, blood smeared on her lips and dripping down her chin. <br><br>Her dress was now slightly open, exposing the white soft skin of her ample bosom and hard pale nipples. Warmth was returning to her skin once, having faded after her session with Alfred. Her body pushed Erica against the near by wall, cracking the plaster with a loud thud. <br><br>With Cassidy pinning Erica's back against the wall, she reached out and tore the girl's knit top apart, exposing her wonderful breasts to feast on visually. Cass' blonde hair remained covering part of her face as she forced her way between Erica's legs and helped her wrap them around her waist. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>20-02-2015, 02:48:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Cassidy's teeth sank into her neck, Erica moaned, "God, you're such a fucking bitch!"&nbsp; Her hand worked faster in Cassidy's crevice as her hips pumped against her own wrist, using it to get the friction she so desperately wanted as Cassidy drank from her.&nbsp; Her back arched and pushed her breasts toward her sire, offering them to her like so much food at a buffet.&nbsp; Erica pounded her other hand back into the wall, finding a supporting beam to hold on to as she rocked.<br><br>She pressed her lips to Cassidy's skin, her hair, anything she could reach.&nbsp; Her hunger for her sire had not dimmed with Alfred back in her life.&nbsp; If anything, she was more giving, more present than she had been before she'd gone back East.&nbsp; Her fingers stroked the edges of Cassidy's breast, lowering her lips along the hollow of Cassidy's throat to try to reach the plump flesh.&nbsp; "Cassidy....I've missed you...."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>20-02-2015, 14:39:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy could live with hate. It was an easier emotion than love. Her own lips broke free from Erica's and they trailed down below until finding her right breast and showering it with kisses. She would fuck Alfred's girl. Right here and in front of him. Her lips kissed and suckled on the soft flesh of Erica's breasts, playfully avoiding the nipples. <br><br>Her own pelvis pressed back against Erica's hand, feeling those wonderful digits stroke the outer pedals of her moist sex. It made her shiver with desire. "Feel him inside..." she coaxed Erica, urging her to penetrate her folds and feel Alfred's proof of betrayal. Her eyes were closed, savoring the feelings Erica felt. <br><br>With a free hand Cassidy unbuttoned Erica's jeans, then roughly tore the flaps to the side, sending the button scattering to the floor. Her hand forced its way into Erica's panties and cupped her sex. She rubbed the palm of her hand into the hot sex, feeling the little pearl swell under her hand.&nbsp; <br><br>The two girls were moaning, just out of view of Alfred. The hateful, vengeful fucking making the smell of sex linger. Both girls were in pain, emotionally, yet their bodies demanded the release of an orgasm. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>21-02-2015, 04:36:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica let go of the beam and slapped Cassidy across the face as she tried to rub in the liaison between her and Alfred.&nbsp; She bites into Cassidy's throat, growling, "Fuck you," and teasing her clit instead of filling her.&nbsp; She knew what Cassidy wanted, but if she thought Erica would give it up that easily, and by reminding her of what she had just done, she had another think coming.&nbsp; She pulled on the swelling bud, twisting and rubbing as vigorously as Cassidy was attending to her.<br><br>She grinds against Cassidy's fingers, working them deeper into herself and moaning.&nbsp; Her mouth returns to her sires throat, sucking on the wounds she had opened and drawing more of the remnants of Alfred into her.&nbsp; As she thought of him, and tasted him in her mouth, it was like she could hear his heart, calling to her, <strong>Thud.&nbsp; Thud.&nbsp; Thud.</strong>.&nbsp; She pulled harder, rubbing up and down against the wall.&nbsp; She finds Cassidy's breast again and kneads it with renewed vigor, matching her flicking thumb on the nipple with the teasing fingers between her legs.&nbsp; "I want you, Cass.&nbsp; I want him, too.&nbsp; We don't have to fight."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>21-02-2015, 17:33:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				For the most part, Alfred slowly moved out from the kitchen, driven by curiosity to see fully what they were doing. It was both confusing, and arousing, especially given how rough they were with each other. <br><br>Their dialogue ended up being very informative, though. That was probably the most important thing to him right now. And so, as much as he might want to retreat, to be out of sight and out of mind, he found himself now playing the role of voyeur. And despite the fact that Cassidy had already wrung two orgasms out of him, had left his balls feeling sore, he couldn't help but get aroused by the sight of the two beautiful women, having their way with each other. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>23-02-2015, 15:17:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Cass was over taken by the hot sensual kiss of Erica. She desired her childe, and needed to take her. Here and now. Her clit ached from the attention it was beging given, causing her to be quite moist. She gripped Erica and pushed her to the couch a bit roughly. Cass'&nbsp; dress was bunched up around her waist and her panties pushed to the side as Erica rubbed her feverishly. <br><br>Cassidy managed to pull away and pull Erica's pants off before lewdly shoving her legs apart and exposing her flower before Cassidy's eyes. She licked her blood stained lips, her beautiful blonde hair messy from the previous session against the wall. When Erica moaned about wanting them both, she narrowed her eyes. She was horrible at sharing, but that would be an issue to for later. Instead the girl slipped down between Erica's legs and nudged the woman's sex with her nose. <br><br>The scent of Erica drove the beast inside Cass wild. Her eyes were glazed with lust and rage as she opened her mouth and bit the inner left thigh of Erica. Warm blood flowed into her mouth and she drank. Her fingers toyed at the exposed flower, peeling the pedals apart and showing the inner pink entrance. Her mouth was hungrily sucking on the inner thigh. Poor Alfred must have been so aroused and scared at the two ravishing each other.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>25-02-2015, 22:00:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica fought Cassidy briefly as she threw her on the couch and pulled off her clothing, but quickly leaned back as she was bit on the leg. Her body arched, exposing herself more to her sire and lover, whom she'd glimpsed as the world spin between the wall of the couch. "Oh, shit!"<br><br>She looked down, Cassidy's blonde mop falling over her stomach and hips, her own previously strict coiffure coming loose from its binding to fall against the couch. As Cassidy played with her, her eyes closed and she reached down to stroke her sire's hair. Her fingers grabbed and yanked, trying to dislodge the teeth as they pushed her closer to her edge. "No, Cass...not...not like this...please...don't make him watch..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 16:23:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Cassidy pulled her mouth from the open bite wound between Erica's thighs. Her lips were blood red and some of the sweet vitae dripped from the corners of her mouth. "No..." she whispered hotly, looking up at Alfred before disappearing back between Erica's thighs.<br><br>She didn't bother to drink more of her the girl, instead she used her pierced tongue to flick along the exposed pearl of Erica's clit. The wet, warm wiggling tongue traced the shape of the hood before tasting the pearl and stroking it feverishly with the tip.<br><br>Between Cass's legs, her own sex was wet and exposed, the panties having been pulled to the side as she laid on all fours to administer cunnilingus to Erica. Her lips wrapped around the clit and suckled gently. Her left had released the outer pedals and began probing the wet entrance before sliding a finger inside Erica's body. <br><br>Cassidy wondered how many times she let Alfred fuck her, and how many times he came inside. Her childe had betrayed her, and now she was reclaiming what was her's. Her mouth sucked and teased the little ball of nerves while her finger began exploring the inner tightness of Erica's body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 16:56:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"F...f...fuck you!"&nbsp; It was both a plea and a consent, wracked with pleasure at Cassidy's actions but anguished at Alfred watching her submit to her mistress.&nbsp; Her hips arched to meet the probing fingers even as her heart ached at how she was being used. Her hands pulled at Cassidy's hair again, but this time pushing it closer to her aching need. It was too late. She was with Cass, and there was nothing she could do about it, no request she could deny. "Oh Cass...."<br><br>Her hips thrust faster as she felt herself slipping further under her sire's control. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 17:28:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued to watch the two go at it. It was, yes, both arousing and a little scary, mainly because of how rough they had been. Given more time to think about it, he'll probably correctly assume that vampires really are just that strong and resilient. <br><br>Slowly, bit by bit, he came closer to the two. He had an idea. If Erika was truly happy with what Cassidy was doing, then in the end, he didn't care. He still loved Erica, and wanted her to be happy more than anything else, even if that happiness came from another woman. In fact, that might be the only way he'd accept it, he's not sure if he'd dare to let another man be with her. "It's okay, Erica. Just enjoy yourself." He said, so she wouldn't feel bad about it.<br><br>Additionally, unless one of them do something to make him keep his distance, he would actually move to lean over the couch, and lock lips with his beloved. Wet lips would smash against wet lips, and his tongue would invade her mouth, with a sort of unrestrained passion. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 17:50:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica moaned as she heard Alfred. It wasn't that he'd given permission, per se, Cassidy had no need of that to bend Erica to her will, she actually found the thought of her lover watching, even becoming involved more than a bit arousing. She reached for Alfred as she melted into Cassidy's power.&nbsp; "Oh fuck me..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 20:18:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr> <br><br>Sliding her tongue from the swollen bud, Cassidy stabbed her tongue between the peeled pedals of Erica's sex and taste her moisture. She loved the way the girl writhed under her careful thrusts of her tongue and her nose pressed into her clit as she enveloped the woman's wet sex. She could tell Erica's pleasure was only enhanced by Alfred whom kissed his woman with greedy lips. <br><br>Cassidy's finger stroked the pelvic floor of Erica's sex, feeling the firmness of the muscle. She could hear Alfred's heart, rushing to deliver was little blood he had left to his cock. The ever present hunger urged her to leave Erica and attack Alfred. To fuck him and drink him dry. The beast screamed against its cage, as Cassidy pulled away from Erica. Her face wet with the girl's juices. <br><br>"Service her, Alfred." Cassidy commanded, taking a step back to regain her composure. Her blue eyes were almost ablaze with hostility. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 20:57:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica broke the kiss with Alfred and grabbed at Cassidy. "No!&nbsp; I...I mean yes," she glanced nervously at Alfred. "I mean..."&nbsp; It was all moving too fast. She wanted them both!&nbsp; Her body ached for each of the equally and she couldn't let either one of them think she could love them both any less. "There...there has to be a way..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 21:54:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The kiss was broken suddenly, and he took a step backwards, his attention turning to the other woman. He blinked a few times, a bit confused by the sudden change in emotions.&nbsp; Yet, she bid him to do something, and at the end of the day, Alfred is naturally a submissive. He slides down to the ground, and moves in between Erica's legs. <br><br>He instantly lowers his head down to her thigh, slowly kissing, licking, and nibbling his way up along her inner thigh. His hands rubbed up and down along her outer thighs for a time, as his mouth moved closer and closer to her opening. <br><br>Part of him wanted to stop and take a glance back at Cassidy, wanted to see what the older vampire was doing. But, the part of him that won out was the part that said that doing that was a very bad idea. <br><br>His cock ached with soreness and desire, balls protested even as they worked to produce more baby batter. His tongue reached her clit, and rubbed back and forth. He slowly moved his teeth, gently, very gently, nibbling on the sensitive bundle of nerves. One of his hands continues to slide up and down her thigh, while his other hand traveled up to her slit. Slowly, he slid two fingers along the entrance, teasing her, before slipping them into her.<br><br>His fingers extended fully into her, curled upwards, flexed; then slowly withdrew, only to slide back in. He sets up a good, steady rhythm, some times speeding it up a bit, some times slowing it down. Her clit, meanwhile, is under constant oral assault from his tongue, teeth, and lips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 22:25:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh shit...oh Alfred..."&nbsp; As he worked to pleasure her, her gaze drifted between him and Cassidy. She writhed under him moaning as she reached for Cassidy. "Fucking cunt. I know you're close to losing control, but I can make it all better.&nbsp; I can soothe your beast...just like I did when you made me."&nbsp; Her words came out as she panted, growling and lifting her hips. "Please, Cass...I need you..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 22:32:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He wasn't sure what was meant by the talk of soothing the beast, and as curious as he might be, he knew now was not the time to ask questions. Later on, if he got some time alone with Erica, he could ask her then. <br><br>For now, for him, there was just one thing he was focusing on doing. That was to bring his girlfriend as much pleasure as he possibly could.&nbsp; Perhaps that was why a third, then a fourth finger found their way into her body, poking, prodding, exploring, caressing. He might not be as skilled as Cassidy, he's only gone down on her once or twice before, but he is trying. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 22:42:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alfred would recognize the telltale noises coming from Erica.&nbsp; She was barely holding on, ready to climax, only her concentration on Cassidy holding her back. As he added the fourth finger, shereached again as her back arched and she cried out, finally overcome. She brushed Alfred's hair out of his eyes as she came, spasming beneath him. "Jesus...."&nbsp; As her body released she smiled at him, her face flushed with pleasure. "I should have you do that more often.&nbsp; She brought his head to hers and kissed him, licking her own juices off his mouth. She lay back against the couch, tired already, though the sun was still hours away. She turned her gaze to Cassidy, guilt and sadness in her eyes.<br><br>"Cassidy...I'm. I'm sorry."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 22:50:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr> <br><br><br>Cassidy frowned, watching Erica cum in front of her like some whore. She slipped out of dress, naked before them except for her lace black panties and black high heels. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her back like a silk waterfall. Her cold blue eyes narrowed at the two of them. Her skin was white as a ghost, with the colorful tattoos decorating some of her naked flesh. Her breasts were large, shapely and topped with pale pink nipples that were fully erect. <br><br>Cassidy sat down in the plush chair, adjacent to the couch. Her lips were bright red from blood but her face did not show any signs of amusement. "Fuck her Alfred." she commanded, the air around her seem electrified. Her gaze never left the couple. Her mere words seemed like power. <br><br>She crossed her long luscious legs, and leaned back to watch. The blonde tresses framing her delicate features. "And don't stop until I tell you too." she added. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 23:13:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He succeeded in getting her to cum, and for the moment, he felt good about that. He loved to bring her pleasure, in whatever way he could. He rose, as she wished him to, and locked lips with her again, kissing her happily for as long as she wished to maintain it. Sadly, though, it didn't last quite as long as he liked to. <br><br>He cast one glance back at Cassidy as she command him, and then looked back to Erika. She was... very, very scary right now, and he is totally not going to disobey her. He doesn't even bother fully disrobing himself, he just undoes his belt, shoves his pants down, taking his damaged underwear with it, revealing his thick, tired yet rock hard cock, still slightly sticky from Cassidy having her way with him in the limo.<br><br>He lays Erica back, lines himself up with her, and in one swift, smooth motion, he thrust into her, all the way to the hilt. He pulls back out, only to slide back in again, setting up a steady rhythm. One of his hands rests on the back of the couch, keeping him stable above her, while his other hand snaked down to seize her right breast. He fondled the flesh firmly, tenderly, his fingers occasionally pinching or pulling on the nipple. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 23:31:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He moved, much faster than she was used to, already plunging into her by the time she realized what Cassidy had said. She was so conflicted. Her body wanted him, and he was certainly providing. She moaned and tried to speak, but it was hopeless. Even without the power behind Cassidy's command, it was Alfred. <em>Her</em> Alfred. She could no sinner throw him off of her than she could bring an end to her own life. As his hand massages her breast, she gasped and pushed against him, anguish and pleasure merging.<br><br>"Alfred...you...you don't have to listen to her..."&nbsp; She had listened to Cassidy once, and it had changed her life forever. Alfred was even more vulnerable, especially now. Dear Christ, what had she done?!<br><br>His body pressed close to hers and she cried out again as her arousal was renewed. Forcing herself, she turned towards the chair, eyes pleading silently.&nbsp; <em>"Cassidy..."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 23:44:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica/Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr> <br><br>Cassidy's cold eyes didn't blink when Erica looked to her. The soft glow of florescent light bulbs made the naked alabaster skin of Cassidy seem ethereal. Her smooth legs were still crossed as she remain naked in heels and panties. Her finger tips, with the nails that looked like glass trailed over her collar bone, just above the full pert breasts. <br><br>"I said fuck her, Alfred." she said flatly. Her long blonde hair caressed the soft skin of her back, before spilling over her shoulder and covering her breasts playfully. "She was gone for a year. While you were in pain, she was fucking me. Greedy little cunt what licking me, while you were all alone." <br><br>Her words were like a hypnotic beat that filled Alfred's ears. Soft, sensual, and precise. As she spoke, her fangs were visible, always present and always reminding that she was not human. "Show her how much you hurt Alfred. Make her understand..." <br><br>By now Cassidy's lips were pulled into a tight smirk as she laid back in the chair, casual and in control. She loved to be in control....
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 23:49:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica's eyes widened as Cassidy spoke. Her heart sank. Had she really hurt them both so much?&nbsp; Was she really so wrong to want the two most important people in her life or unlike to be with her?&nbsp; The words stung, and Cassidy knew it. Alfred thrust into her again and she responded. Though with a newly found understanding of fear.&nbsp; Would Alfred, her Alfred, would he be cruel to her, too?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>26-02-2015, 23:58:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he continued to listen to Cassidy, there was a slowing down of his pace. His face, showing both his tiredness and enjoyment of being with his girl, of being in her, soon took on a look of distance and thought. His actions became a bit more automated, almost robotic, as he dwelled on things that he'd rather forget.<br><br>It's true. For over a year, he had hurt. He had lost not only her, but in his spiral of despair, he had lost many friends, most of his life savings frittered away on booze, junk food, and probably stupid things that he can't even remember spending it on, because of the alcoholic haze.<br><br>And then, then, after he finally got himself cleaned up, after he got all the shit out of his body, got himself back up on his feet, had a new place to live, and even an in with a place that he could get a good job to tide him over... it was then, and only then, that Erica entered his life again.<br><br>And just like that, in an instant, life changed again. Now he was here. On the one hand, he always had wanted her back; always wanted to be back with his beloved. But, never in his life did he imagine it would be like this, under these strange circumstances. <br><br>It felt like hours in his mind. In truth, it was maybe a full minute, maybe two, where he just seems lost. Then, the pace quickens. His hand moves to her other breast, giving it attention as well. He shuddered a bit, started to breath heavier as he continued to pound away into her. <br><br>Yet, he does nothing to hurt her. He didn't want to hurt her, only wanted her to be happy, to feel good. If that meant another woman being involved, he would be okay with that. He also knew that she had never meant to harm him, that really, his anger should be directed towards the blond. "It's okay, Erica." he said, looking down to her, looking in her eyes. There was nothing there but forgiveness, which was perhaps something Cassidy was not expecting. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>27-02-2015, 14:44:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica/Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr> <br><br>Cassidy frowned. This was not the response she was expecting. It made her angry and frustrated. Why did they love each other so much when both had hurt each other? She didn't understand it. Perhaps she didn't want to? She had a hard time letting things go, and it had only become worse in the years she lived alone. When Erica came, it was perhaps the least miserable year of her life. <br><br>Standing up and walking over to the entangled couple, Cassidy narrowed her eyes. "I said fuck her Alfred." she commanded. This time however she pushed on Alfred's lower back with her high heeled foot, making him sink nice and deep into Erica. Her lips curled into a tight sadistic smile. Perhaps this would help her work through her issues with Erica and Alfred. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>27-02-2015, 14:52:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica shuddered as Cassidy drove Alfred into her, his words of forgiveness far more painful to her than his betrayal with Cassidy. She knew she had hurt him, knew how he had struggled, because she had thought about it each time she woke in Cassidy's embrace. It was all well and good for Alfred to forgive her, but first she had to forgive herself. Their bodies clashed and she felt his need, felt her own, her hunger awakening with each thrust. <br><br>The pain in Cassidy was obvious as well. She loved her sire just as much in the short time they'd been together as much as she'd always loved Alfred. She realized now how much that was true and how much she owed Cassidy, how much she had hurt her. She also knew Cassidy was not one to forgive easily. She needed Cassidy, but she thought Cassidy might need her more, and it felt like a stake through her heart. <br><br>Without thinking about it, she brought her wrist to her mouth and sliced it open against her fangs, tasting Alfred in her own veins. She grabbed Alfred by the nape of his neck, her hips rising to his, and placed her wrist against his mouth. "Drink, Alfred.&nbsp; Drink and be damned."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>27-02-2015, 15:24:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That encouragement was all he needed. Not only did he sink fully into his beloved, his balls slapping against her flesh loudly and lewdly, but just the one push was enough to set his speed at a much more frenetic, unsteady pace.<br><br>What in the world has he gotten himself into? Despite all that's happening right now, that thought is actually able to creep around in his head.&nbsp; He shuddered a bit, whimpered ever so slightly. He was becoming sore and tired pretty quickly, but refused to stop or slow... that is, until Erica had begun to bleed. He wasn't even fully sure what she had done, just saw the blood, and heard her words.<br><br>His pace slowed, his head moved forward. There was hesitancy. And yet, in the end, he does end up drinking from her. His lips make contact with her skin, and he can taste her blood flow into him. There is a pause, as he fully sheathes his sword in her. A pause, and then... slurp, slurp. The red liquid felt strange, tasted strange, not like he imagined. It felt wonderful, felt amazing to have her in him like this, in a way he never thought possible.<br><br>It also gave him renewed vitality. After a few moments of drinking, he releases her, almost reluctantly. His body tenses up, and he shakes a bit, feeling the surge of energy and strength flowing through him. Pretty soon, he's back at it, plowing her fields... and this time, he might be hurting her. As a ghoul, his strength was increased, and he had no clue about that yet, or how to control it. <br><br>His breathing intensified, the beating of his heart grew louder, as he pounded away at her with Potence. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>27-02-2015, 15:40:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She could feel him draining her, watching as his body accepted her dark fluid as its own, his renewed vigor and strength only confirming what she already knew. He was hers, more than he ever had been before. She screamed and writhed under him, countering his strength with her own as her release neared. Over his shoulder her eyes pleaded with Cassidy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>27-02-2015, 16:09:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica/Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr> <br><br>The tattoo'd rocker laughed slightly, pushing on Alfred's back with her high heeled foot. She wouldn't let him pull out of Erica. She savored the victory as Alfred drank at Erica's wrist, knowing the man would now be ghould to her Childe. "Very good, Erica.." Cassidy said.<br><br>She would reward Erica with a gentle kiss upon the girl's lips. Cassidy then slid up behind Alfred, coiling herself around him like a sinful snake as she nipped at his ear lobe. He could feel her full breasts against his back, and her honeyed words against his ear. "Keep going Alfred dear. But don't cum. We're not ready for that..." she cooed with delight. <br><br>Cassidy's hands raked along his back, leaving red marks across the skin. She bit into his shoulder, drawing blood and drinking his sweet mortal blood. Her own pelvis pressed against his lower back, making her moan with pleasure. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>27-02-2015, 16:27:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It felt good. No, that wasn't the right word. Amazing. Briefly, he felt himself wondering what Cassidy tasted like... but no, no, that would not be a good way to go. He only wanted to drink from Erica.&nbsp; <br><br>He felt the foot go back into him, but this time around, it didn't make him feel sore. His body felt too good, as he continued to ram himself in and out of his girl, his Domitor, practically pushing her down and into the couch under his new strength. <br><br>When she nips his ear, she gets a delightful sounding moan from the man. He felt Cassidy around him, heard her equally sinful words, and shuddered; pleasantly, happily. Thankfully, he was a bit desensitized from the earlier romp in the limo, so he wasn't at any risk for cumming just yet.&nbsp; Hell, though, right now, he felt like he probably could go another two times.&nbsp; "Ahhh! Mmmm." He paused, his whole body flexed and writhed as she clawed him. The sounds he made were not of pain, but more like... encouragement. He did like it rough.<br><br>He felt the teeth sink into him, and he whimpered again; not in pain, but in need, in want, in desire, in lust. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>27-02-2015, 19:28:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica watched Cassidy bite into Alfred's shoulder and felt him respond inside her. Her head tipped back and she reached her arms up and around Alfred to find Cassidy's breasts, massaging them as her moans grew louder from Alfred's pummeling. She lifted her head and big into Alfred's other shoulder, biting and licking as she continued to feed him, listening closely to his heart to ensure he wasn't turned fully. She wanted a ghoul, not a childe.&nbsp; "Oh god...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>27-02-2015, 20:04:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica/Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr> <br><br>Her lips drained him of his blood, and she could feel his heart beat through the wonderful vitae that spilled into her mouth. She had to pull away, the animistic nature in her wanted to drink him dry. She moaned aloud, feeling Erica's hands on her the sides of her breasts. She was in full heat, her lips peeled back in a snarl of lust. <br><br>Erica's moans were loud and it was music to Cassidy's ears. She could have left the couple along to fuck all night on her couch, but why should she get all the fun? Cassidy slipped panties off and pulled Alfred back away from Erica's body. Greedily she climbed onto him and stradeled him. She wasted no time and plunged herself down upon his cock, which was still slick with Erica's juices. The older Kindred cried out in ecstasy! <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>27-02-2015, 20:17:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica moaned as Cassidy pulled Alfred away from her and mounted him, swearing and panting. Quickly she moved behind her sire as the blonde rode her love with abandon. Her hands reached around to cup and squeeze Cassidy's breasts, tugging and circling her nipples in time with the motion of their hips. She cupped her own wet folds as her teeth sank into Cassidy's neck, crying out as she tasted both of her lovers at once. "Dammit, Cass...don't take him from me, please..."&nbsp; Her own breasts, pert and flushed, rubbed against Cassidy's back and she shuddered as she watched Alfred's face and heard Cassidy's pleasures noise.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>27-02-2015, 20:32:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was almost too much to bear. Feeling the joy of The Kiss, given to him by both at the same time. His movements became erratic, sloppy, he even managed to slide out of her and just grind against that patch of skin right above her pussy. He felt like falling over, rolling up into a little ball of pure, undiluted happiness. His eyes were even all glassed up now, high off of the bite, off of the drugs his own body produced in response to it, of his love's blood.<br><br>He's only vaguely aware of the sensation of falling, landing somewhere on the ground. Through the haze of lust and pleasure, he didn't feel a thing, except for Cassidy mounting him. His hands moved, grasping at the older vampires ass, squeezing. Meanwhile, shudders of happiness course through his body, groans of ecstacy escape his lips. Had he died and gone to heaven? It kind of felt like that. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>27-02-2015, 20:43:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica/Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy's body was warm once from fresh blood. Her tight folds enveloped Alfred's cock and he could feel the inner walls squeeze him tightly. He was deep within her body, thanks to the older Kindred being on top. Her breasts bounced gently, but mostly held back thanks to Erica's hands groping them from behind. Cassidy titled her head back and embrace her childe with a sweet kiss. <br><br>There was the sounds of Cassidy's firm ass slapping against Alfred's thighs as she bounced up and down, then churning her hips in a circular motion against his pelvis. The hot wet insides milked his shaft with greed as she dug her nails into Alfred's chest for support. The naked, milk white back pressed back against Erica's breasts, enjoying the feel of her girl's naked body. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>27-02-2015, 20:53:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica leaned into the kiss, squeezing harder as her hand slid up and down her slit, her entrance pleading to be filled as Cassidy's kiss made all thoughts other than pleasing herself and maker disappear.&nbsp; Her fingers slipped inside the moist canal, plying the walls roughly as her mouth attacked Cassidy's proffered lips. Had she had any breath, it would have been hot and quick, but as it were, the rumbling in her throat conveyed her need well enough. She stroked rapidly, matching her sire's pace on Alfred and squeezing her eyes shut tightly as she neared her edge.&nbsp; "Oh...oh..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>27-02-2015, 22:38:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He whimpered as he caught his breath, a thin layer of sweat having formed on his body from his previous exertions.&nbsp; His hands continued to rub, caress, squeeze, fondle and grope Cassidy's ass. <br><br>As the lust-saturated three continued to rut, a familiar tightness started to form in his balls. His body yearned for release, to let out what little of his man-goo was left inside. He tried to hold it off, tried to push it off, but he's already leaking a few dribbles of pre-cum. Pretty soon, Cassidy's pussy may just be receiving another donation of genetic material; significantly less than the first two times.<br><br>The happily helpless mortal, for his part, is actually <em>drooling</em> at this point. He's just a happy little puddle of pure, unadulterated bliss right now. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>02-03-2015, 15:40:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica/Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr> <br><br>Cassidy was getting close, her nails dug into Alfred's chest and raked down, not hard enough to draw blood but close enough. She bounced on his cock, slamming herself down on his cock and then churning her hips into a firm circle. Her walls tightened and squeeze him firmly. He was buried at the hilt, all of him enveloped by the soft wet sheath of her sex. <br><br>The elder Kindred reached behind and wrapped her arms around Erica's neck. Cassidy's head tilted back to kiss her childe lovingly on the lips. She moaned into the woman's mouth as she could feel her lovley Erica nearing orgasm. She urged the childe to give into the pleasure, to feel the sensations she was meant to. Cassidy didn't resume sliding up and down on Allfred's cock, instead she tortured him by grinding flatly into his fully buried cock and squeezing him with her tight inner depths. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>02-03-2015, 16:20:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassidy's kiss was too much.&nbsp; Erica's grip on Cassidy's chest tightened as her fingers pumped rapidly against her spasming walls. Her mouth pushed hungrily against her sire and she cried out loudly against the sweetness of those lips, the way they could melt her with one touch. Her own breasts rubbed against the alabaster back of the blonde beauty who had rendered her helpless with a look and she remembered the desperate need she had felt since she first laid eyes on her.&nbsp; Erica reveled in the contact as her climax overtook her, her hand warm and wet against the interior of her core.&nbsp; She shifted closer and tried to bring Cassidy with her with every trick she knew. Her tongue pushed into Cassidy's mouth as she teased the pert bud in her fingers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>02-03-2015, 19:48:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Through rapture-clouded eyes, the ghoul stared blankly upwards, watching the two women as they kissed with such raw passion.&nbsp; It felt like his vision was shifting in and out of focus, undoubtedly because of everything his body was and is going through; to say nothing of how dizzying the situation could be when one tried to think too much upon it.<br><br>His poor, almost over-used cock was highly sensitive right now, and that made what Cassidy was doing so intense, that it actually bordered on pain. But, it was the good kind of pain, the kind one could enjoy, the kind one wanted to embrace, desired to have inflicted on them.&nbsp; His arms go slack, his hands falling away from Cass' body, and just laying on the ground. Those limbs squirmed, like the rest of his body, underneath the elder's. All the while, the only noise he makes--besides the drumming of his heart--is a low, intense moan, that is a good indicator that this is likely the best he has felt in his entire god-damned existence. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>03-03-2015, 22:31:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica/Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy's body ached from riding poor Alfred so hard. She was close now, so very close. The bite on her shoulder drove her over the edge as Lilith's fangs pierced her alabaster skin. Her nipples were pinched and pulled on. Erica knew how much that turned her on. "Fu-fuck! Fuck!!" she cried out into the room, her walls clenching Alfred tightly as she came hard upon him. <br><br>Her body was more life like, a soft rosy color on normally white poreclein flesh. Her tight inner walls milked the man's cock, urging him to release inside of her. The slick hot juices that coated his shaft made it easy to remain impaled upon his sturdy cock. Cassidy cooed, her body slowly coming down from the bliss of orgasm. She grinned, her eyes cast down upon him. <br><br>"Poor Alfred...he needs release. Where shall we little him cum, dear Erica?" Cassidy teased, bucking into him briefly. Honestly she was surprised he hadn't nutted all ready.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>03-03-2015, 23:02:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica squeezed harder as she felt Cass release, the warmth coursing through all three of them surrounding her. Cass was lucky Erica could form words, much less a full sentence, so Erica felt pretty good when she was able to inquire, "you mean we can keep him?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>03-03-2015, 23:06:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He whimpered with need. So close, so very very close.&nbsp; The squeeze, the little buck at the end, did little more than drive him crazy with pleasure, and get a few drops of precum out of him. The only reason he had lasted this long, was because of their romp in the limo. It was all, ultimately, just a matter of biology. <br><br>He wiggled beneath Cass, tried to hump upwards against her. He wanted so very, very desperately to cum. "Please." He chewed on his bottom lip as he practically begged. "Erica." He shuddered again as he moaned out her name. He wanted her to finish him off, wanted to enjoy some more time with her close to him, even if it was only for a few moments. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>03-03-2015, 23:11:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica stroked Alfred's leg while she kissed Cass' shoulder, liking her most recent bite and continuing the line of kisses across the blonde's back. "It's not up to me, Alfred..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>04-03-2015, 15:25:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica/Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy's face slowly faded back to her cold demeanor a her orgasm had finished. She slowly slipped off his cock, letting it stand at full attention, covered in her juices. She looked back to Erica as she stood up and adjusted her soft blonde tresses. <br><br>"For now. But he is your responsibility. I wont tolerate his shit. If he fucks up, I'll take it out on you.." Cassidy said, a bit cold like. "Now get on him and let him finish off." <br><br>Cassidy slipped back into her cushioned chair and crossed her legs. Her orgasm had been wonderful, but the blood was so much better. She had plans for the two of them. Horribly naughty plans. A part of Cassidy got off on hurting others, and now she had two little puppies who were all about each other. She rested back into her chair, content to watch Erica use Alfred. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>04-03-2015, 16:14:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica climbed onto Alfred, slipping over him and moaning as her filled her, fitting her perfectly, as he always had.&nbsp; She leaned down, kissing him gently, her hips lifting and lowering slowly as she stroked his hair. "Oh my Alfred. My poor poor Alfred, what have I done to you."&nbsp; She caressed his cheek and took his lips, pressing firmly against them as she rocked on his turgid staff. "Alfred......"&nbsp; Her eyes closed in rapture, she was home.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>04-03-2015, 17:52:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Cassidy rose off of him, and exposed his slicked cock to the cool air of the apartment, he shuddered again. He also whimpered again, ever so quietly. He certainly was a vocal one. <br><br>He groaned happily as his love wrapped her velvety walls around his member, and began to ride him. His hands went to her body, went up to stroke along her thighs, and ass.&nbsp; She spoke, but he did not respond with words. He met her lips with his own, and though he was tired and it showed, there was still a bit of force, a bit of passion behind with his kiss. His mouth was open, inviting her tongue.<br><br>It wouldn't take very long now. Not even a minute, and what little spunk was left in his balls would be oozing its way into Erica's pussy.&nbsp; It was hardly anything, a few drops,&nbsp; as Cassidy had drained him previously. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>04-03-2015, 18:21:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica had no intention of forcing Alfred to wait any longer and nibbled his lips as she squeezed her inner walls, sighing and brushing her chest over his.&nbsp; It was so glorious to have him inside her, to feel him move beneath her and she swiveled her hips to help him end his torment as quickly as possible. He needed rest, and food, and she needed to take care of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>04-03-2015, 18:36:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He moaned again, broke the kiss with her after he had finished. He took in a deep, steady breath and let it out slowly. He kissed her on the cheek, then sighed, and laid his head down on the ground. His breathing, and his heart, for what seems like the first time, start to slow down, to relax, to return to what was normal.&nbsp; His hands slowly drifted away from her body, settled down on the floor.<br><br>He was exhausted, both mentally and physically, and while he was not passed out, or even asleep, he was now resting.&nbsp; He felt famished, and dehydrated, but for right now, he just wanted to catch his breath, in the more metaphorical meaning of the phrase. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>04-03-2015, 19:10:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica lay quietly with her lover, not wanting to release his member, much less the thudding vibrant body beneath her. She knew Cass was upset, even if she'd been kind to the this once she doubted she would get to feel this comfortable with Alfred any time soon, at least without paying a high price to Cass for the privilege. She kissed his closed eyes and stroked his hair for some time before finally rising and heading to the kitchen to retrieve some fruit and water for him. She wasn't sure how strict he was being with his diet, so she brought some bread and nuts, too, for the protein and carb boost she was sure he could use. She hated leaving him alone, big he needed this or she may have well have drank him dry. After laying the food next to him, she approached Cass, kneeling at her feet, awaiting her marching orders.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>04-03-2015, 19:12:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Erica/Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy smiled with satisfaction. She had her fun, but dawn was approaching soon and all of them would need rest. There were plenty of chances for them to play later, and oh what a list she had to accomplish. Slowly she stood up and pushed her hair back. <br><br>"Erica." she said flatly. They would need to sleep for the day. <br><br>Without another word Cassidy turned and left the living room. Slowly, and rather sensually she left them, her firm back side swaying side to side before disappearing into her bedroom for the day. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>04-03-2015, 19:20:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica realized the time and nodded. Kissing Alfred, she petted his hair one more time.&nbsp; "If you want to sleep, you know where I'll be..."&nbsp; Slowly, she picked up the clothing strewn across the room and piled it on the couch, then headed to her bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>04-03-2015, 19:35:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued to rest while his love set about bringing him nourishment. when the food and water arrived, he slowly sat up, his back against the couch, and he smiled at her. No words of thanks, but that smile of his, warm and expressive, said more than mere words could. In a way, too, he was trying to silently tell her that everything was alright. They could make this work. He wasn't going to just give up, no matter how difficult things became.<br><br>He took the time to eat his fill, and drink the water copiously. He watched as they retired to their rooms. eventually, he would get up, clean up what little mess he made from eating, then go to the bathroom for two reasons. The first was pesky human things; the other was to take a nice, long, relaxing, hot bath. <br><br>He'd wind up staying up through the morning, doing laundry, cleaning stuff, making himself a genuine meal from chicken--a nice, lean protein--and a nice assortment of vegetables. Everything carefully balanced for optimal nutrition. In fact, one could definitely say his almost obsession with nutrition is precisely why his blood is so rich, so flavorful, and so nourishing. <br><br>And finally, some time around mid afternoon, he would finally allow himself to get some sleep. In fact, when Cass and Erica awoke, he will almost certainly be slumbering quietly in the guest room Cass had allowed him to use. It took an amazing amount of willpower for him to power through the day until then, but he paid close attention to the time, and when dusk was.&nbsp; He was going to make a new sleep schedule for himself, so that he could be up all night, and then active during the morning and noon time of the day. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>04-03-2015, 19:59:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica's dreams were troublesome, full of tension, though not all of it unpleasant. As the moon rose, she was disappointed to see that Alfred had chosen his own room instead of hers, but then chided herself for being so optimistic. Theyd slept apart for over a year, there was no reason he should immediately join her once they'd moved in with Cass, though she was secretly pleased he hadn't decided to join Cass, either. She didn't want to admit to herself how scared she wasthat they would both leave her for each other, that she would be the catalyst of her own eternal misery.&nbsp; She left the apartment without waking anyone, wanting to have a quick meal and return before either of them had been awake very long. She hoped Cass would eat something, besides Alfred, tonight.&nbsp; It would make her a lot easier to deal with. About an hour after she'd left, she returned full and flush, her lips slightly purple from her lipstick and some flyers in her hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>05-03-2015, 17:10:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy was held up in recording room, and not left it since she first awoke this evening. Sounds of various instruments could be heard from behind the door, as well as constant playback of various parts of a song that was being constructed. If one was to peer inside, they would see her working methodical in her musical talents. <br><br>She wore tight, low rise jeans and an old white cropped top shirt that strained to keep her large breasts in check. Her make up was the trashy rock start style that she normally wore. Her long blonde hair came down over her left shoulder, and remained out of her delicate face as she clicked on a few buttons on the computer. Her skin was once more pale as snow, as she seemed more ethereal, than human. <br><br>Erica would know that sometimes Cassidy would get like this. Spend nights alone in a single room, only to come out and feed and fuck, before leaving and resuming her work. Cassidy chewed casually on the end of a pencil, her every present fangs were seen as she paced back and forth with a note pad of lyrics. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>05-03-2015, 17:47:57</strong>
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				Left to his own devices, he slept peacefully for quite some time. It wasn't until Erica was back that he was beginning to awaken. He had slept like the dead, exhaustion had a tendency to do that. His dreams, he wondered about... every one of them having to do with his beloved, and the ever-present, looming shadow of the older, better-endowed vampire.<br><br>When he woke up, he changed out of his old shirt, putting on a plain gray t-shirt, and a new pair of underwear. The old, ripped ones he would carry down with him, and put in the trash.&nbsp; He wondered if his other clothes would end up getting ripped off of him at some point... the thought had him aroused. He loved it when women were so rough with him. <br><br>"Hi lovely." He says as he smiles at Erica, an odd sensation in the back of his mind. He could feel her, inside of him. Felt her vitae coursing through his body.&nbsp; While it was true that he loved to be with her, loved to do things like cuddle and smooch, and more naughty things as well, the need to be close to her was... much stronger than it usually was. He wasn't sure why.<br><br>Either way, once his ripped underwear was disposed of, he went straight towards her, and unless she protested, he would plant kisses on her. One on her forehead, and one on each cheek. He didn't kiss her on the lips, but that's only because she has lipstick on. <br><br>Cass' music could be heard in the background, and it was quite nice. He liked it. He'd never listened to her before, but that would definitely change.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>05-03-2015, 18:33:00</strong>
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				Erica heard Cass working as she entered the living space, but couldn't yet tell if that was a good or bad thing. She pulled off her short boots, letting her woolen socks slide on the wooden floor of the entryway as she saw Alfred. He looked delicious, and she was <em>very</em> glad she'd made a point to eat before seeing him again. She took off her brown leather jacket and hung it on the coat rack as he kissed her, her outfit being a simple white shirt under a navy cardigan with a knee length Jean skirt and leggings. She kissed him back lightly and squeezed his arm. <br><br>"It's so lovely to come home to you.&nbsp; How did you sleep?"&nbsp; She nuzzled against him and kissed his neck lightly, feeling the heat pulsing so close to the skin.&nbsp; She shook her head and kissed his lips again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>05-03-2015, 18:48:43</strong>
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				He shuddered at the feel of her lips on his neck, pressed against her ever so slightly. But, no biting came. Maybe it was strange, but he had actually hoped for it. He didn't understand why it felt so good, and part of him didn't care why; just wanted to feel her fangs in him, just wanted to provide her what he could.&nbsp; And then maybe she'd give him some of hers, and... wait, is he really thinking about that? Yes. Yes, he is. And that might be worrisome. In fact, as she kisses him, she might feel him tense up. It's not because of the kiss at all, even though it may seem that way; rather, it's his thoughts that are bothering him, making him worry.<br><br>He returned the kiss enthusiastically. Then, he leaned in to nuzzle her neck. One kiss, two kiss, three kiss... right along her throat, he'd plant a row of kisses, from one side to the other. "Pretty good. I'm actually surprised that I'm not more worn out." Yesterday was pretty intense, and had he still been human, he'd probably still be in bed. But that delicious, lovely vitae filled him with vitality. That, and he actually eat a nutritionally balanced meal for the first time in quite some time.<br><br>Though, speaking of which... he gives her another kiss, again on the forehead, before moving over into the kitchen. He goes into the fridge, and gets out a saran-wrapped plate of chicken, rice, and steamed vegetables, and warms it up in the microwave. On the chance that Cass didn't have a microwave, he would just eat it cold. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 14:53:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy was lost in her own world of music and writing. When there she produced some of the greatest hits that her band was known for. But the gift of such creativity came at a price. It made her withdrawn, quiet and distant. She would spend hours, or days locked away, not see from anyone. Hell, she would sometimes forget to eat after three days. <br><br>She strummed a few chords on her acoustic guitar, her voice playing along to the lyrics she wrote. It was enchanting, if not a bit somber. Perhaps drawing upon old deep forgotten feelings of depression. She stopped playing abruptly, having a new idea for a song. So she went back to her computer, trashed the song and started anew. <br><br>Such had been Cassidy's life, years before she met Erica or Alfred. She had been living alone, only traveling with her band during tours. She had withdrawn from the world, and focused on her music. She only interacted with the 'kine' if she needed to eat, or the occasional fuck. It had changed when she met Erica. Oh sweet Erica, the one bright spot in her miserable undead life. She loved the girl, so why then did she feel the primal urge to hurt her? To fuck with her mind and turn her against Alfred. <br><br>Cassidy frowned. Alfred. He was a thorn in her side. A nuisance. Some how she knew Erica would bring him here and it would fuck up everything she built over the past year. Unconsciously Cassidy growled under her breath. He trotted around because he knew Erica loved him more. He was nothing to Cassidy. Just a walking bag of blood, and a cock to fuck. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 15:55:46</strong>
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				Erica had her own passions and work that filled her evenings. She'd always been passionate, and that passion had led her to college, where her horizons had expanded. There were so many ways the kind were hurting themselves, hurting the planet they all shared. Though she didn't have a clearly liberal or conservative view, she got behind the idea that people really cared about these issues, and supported that joie de vivre.&nbsp; It didn't hurt that the most active activists were most often young, healthy college coeds.&nbsp; She went to various meetings or social functions, protests and rallies, and not a few less than legal forms of resistance.&nbsp; Wherever there was fire in the eyes, she felt called to draw it out. Right now she was working on the flyers for a protest next month, and the art was trickier than she had expected, her sojourn to retrieve Alfred having broken her flow with the group and they had more changes by the deadline she'd set. Still, Alfred was worth it.<br><br>She sat at her drawing table, sketching out some ideas to fit with the altered text. Hunched over her work, she didn't notice the hours passing. Though she would be loathe to admit it, part of why she and Cass worked well was because they were more similar than either of them realized, but different enough to make things interesting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 15:57:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica had her own passions and work that filled her evenings. She'd always been passionate, and that passion had led her to college, where her horizons had expanded. There were so many ways the kind were hurting themselves, hurting the planet they all shared. Though she didn't have a clearly liberal or conservative view, she got behind the idea that people really cared about these issues, and supported that joie de vivre.&nbsp; It didn't hurt that the most active activists were most often young, healthy college coeds.&nbsp; She went to various meetings or social functions, protests and rallies, and not a few less than legal forms of resistance.&nbsp; Wherever there was fire in the eyes, she felt called to draw it out. Right now she was working on the flyers for a protest next month, and the art was trickier than she had expected, her sojourn to retrieve Alfred having broken her flow with the group and they had more changes by the deadline she'd set. Still, Alfred was worth it.<br><br>She sat at her drawing table, sketching out some ideas to fit with the altered text. Hunched over her work, she didn't notice the hours passing. Though she would be loathe to admit it, part of why she and Cass worked well was because they were more similar than either of them realized, but different enough to make things interesting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 16:07:15</strong>
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				Meanwhile, Alfred's own passion was much more mundane. Cooking. Not just preparing good tasting food, but arranging it to be pleasing to the eyes, and balancing the nutrition to be nourishing to the body.&nbsp; In fact, the job he had lined up for starting the new chapter of his life was one where he could really pursue it, indulge in it. Part of him wondered about what would have happened if he had chosen to not follow Erica; would he have enjoyed the job? Would he have flourished in that environment?<br><br>After eating his meal and cleaning his dishes, he went over to the couch, and laid down on it. He didn't want to disturb either of the two artists as they did their work, so he just relaxed and drifted in the sea of his own thoughts.&nbsp; They drifted away from what had been, towards what could be, and what had just happened. Vampires are real. He's with two of them now, one of whom loves him, the other of whom is... ambivalent? Yeah, he thinks that is the right word to describe Cass.<br><br>And he's totally drank vampire blood. Because that's a thing, apparently, and it makes him... a ghoul, they called it.&nbsp; Not for the first time, he wondered about just what it is he's gotten himself into.<br><br>His eyes closed. He didn't sleep, but did rest as he listened to what Cass was working on, through the walls. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 16:49:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>There was a long pause of silence, and then slowly Cassidy's door opened. Again, she was wearing more casual clothes. Faded torn blue jeans, which hung low of her hips, revealing a pair of swallow tattoos. Her stomach was exposed, thanks to the cropped faded white shirt she wore. Her amble bosom pressed against the fabric, stretching it tightly. her most striking feature, the long blonde hair, was pulled to the side, over her shoulder and rest over left breast. <br><br>She walked up to the pair, whom seemed busy. Her cold blue eyes looked over Erica's flyers and then to Alfred whom seemed to be lying on the couch. Lazy. Her pale skin was like porcelain, and she definitely seemed more unearthly than when she fed. She picked up Erica's flyer, examining it before putting it back down. <br><br>"Alfred. I'm hungry. Get over here." she said coldly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 17:38:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He opened his eyes when he heard the silence. He looked around, but didn't rise from the couch. Cass came out, and when she was in his sight, she would most likely feel his gaze on her form. He wondered if she noticed that the whole house--save for her and Erica's rooms--had been dusted, vacuumed, and otherwise made nearly sparkling clean. <br><br>He heard her words, and stood up. "Okay." He immediately went over to her side, and just quietly tilted his head backwards, leaving his neck wide open to her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 17:48:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica heard Cass stop playing and finished her work hurriedly. She almost ran out of her room as she heard Cass order him to her side. In a horrified gasp, she pushed Alfred out of the way, blocking his offer to her sire. "Cass, if you're hungry, we can get you something to eat.&nbsp; Or you could at least ask first."&nbsp; Her eyes were sharp as daggers and her tone dangerous and soft.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 19:14:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy frowned visibly. Her eyes narrowed at Erica whom dared to challenge her. "Excuse me!?" said the older Kindred, now taking a step back and looking a bit amused. <br><br>"He come here. Stays in my house, and you dare deny to feed on him!?" Cassidy felt the beat rise in her. Always bubbling under the surface. "I don't want anything else. I want to feed from him. And I will." <br><br>Cassidy tried to step past Erica, but when the girl held her place, Cassidy's hands balled up into tight fists. "Fine. How about we let Alfred decide if he wants me to feed on him. He's a big boy. You need to stop treating him like a fucking child anyway."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 19:23:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He frowned, and after being pushed out of the way, he took several steps backwards. It was only because of his agility that he managed to not fall over at the abruptness of the push. <br><br>He looked back and forth between the two women, listened to them both, wondered. Cass had a point, though he did appreciate Erica's concern over his well being. "Honey, it's okay. I'm alright with this. I'm eating her food, and staying in her place. I will do what I can to make sure I earn that. Life never gives us free rides. And I don't think she will kill me. That would be one hell of a hassle, wouldn't it?"<br><br>"And if you ever have any chores for me, anything you want me to do, Cassidy, I will do my best to do it. And Erica, I have said it before, and I will say it again. If you want to feed on me, please do it. I could feed Cass at the beginning of the night, and feed you before you go to bed for the day, and that way, I won't be at risk for dying." For the most part, he was genuinely motivated, not only for his stated reason, but also because of his inherent--and now, reinforced--desire to do everything he can for his Domitor. The fact that he would enjoy those feedings was icing on the cake. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 19:32:18</strong>
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				Erica narrowed her eyes at both of them. "Where he's staying and what he does to pay for it isn't the damn point. The point is he's <em>mine!</em>&nbsp; I don't poach when you go out, don't fucking think I'm going to let you poach on me. I just want you to fucking ask. That's not asking so much, is it?"&nbsp; She turned on Alfred. "And you, pet, are <em>mine</em> to order around, not hers, unless <em>I</em> say so.&nbsp; I didn't bring you here to please her, and if you think I'll let you go so easy, you've got another think coming.&nbsp; Now, go fuck off while I set some ground rules with Cass, here."<br><br>She turned her body and pulled Cass back along the hallway, slightly out of sight of Alfred, like a parent trying to hide their disagreement from their child. "If you wanted him, then you should have fucking ghouled him when you had the chance. Now either deal straight with me or I get angry."&nbsp; Her own fists were ready sand waiting to make her point to Cassidy, should that become necessary.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 19:46:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>"You little cunt! Who the fuck are you to tell me what *I* can and can not do!?" Cassidy hissed back in the hallway. She had shoved Erica up against the wall now, her fangs bared as she spat the venemous words into the childe's face. "You are what you are BECAUSE of me. Do not forget that." <br><br>Alfred could no doubt hear the words Cassidy spit. She was intimidating when angry, her eyes ablaze like rushing water off the Niagara falls. Not to mention she was slight taller than Erica. "Your temper tantrums about your ill beotten mortal life with some fucking half-wit does not concern me. You will obey me or you will find yourself without a fucking sire, a home and fucking help." Cass warned with deadly intent. "Do you think others out there will accept some fucking anarch who is in love with a ghoul? No. You live because of MY protection."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 19:57:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh shit. She'd done it now. She'd wanted to show her strength in front of Alfred, not challenge Cass' authority. Her eyes widened as Cass grew deadly quiet. She knew she should apologize, almost immediately she started to, but Alfred was out there listening. <em>Her</em> Alfred. She bit her lip and looked down at her feet. She could smell him, almost taste him in the air, and Cass hadn't eatrn yet and Alfred had said it was okay and...Erica's face fell as she took a step sideways and wrung her now limp hands. "I just wanted something that was mine."&nbsp; With his newfound powers Alfred might have caught the last, but without them he most certainly wouldn't have. Shrugging her shoulders, Erica moved down the hall towards her room, "take him, then, if he's what you want."&nbsp; She closed the door partway, leaving about an inch open and lay on the king sized bed, staring up at the ceiling. What a mess she'd made of things.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 20:27:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had seen Erica angry only once or twice in the time they had been together, and neither of those times compared to what he just saw. Needless to say, he steps away from the two, watches them go off, and does his best to listen. He settles on the couch, sitting rather than laying on it. <br><br>He'd never seen her be so possessive, either.&nbsp; Part of him loved that, perhaps the part of him that was her vitae. Part of him was worried.&nbsp; Especially if she ended up cut off, he wasn't sure what they could do. He didn't know if he'd still have the new place to go back to, given the way in which he just disappeared.&nbsp; And he certainly couldn't bring the vampired Erica off to live with his parents, like he'd done the last time he had lost everything. <br><br>"Fuck. What the hell have I gotten myself into?" It was very, very rare for Alfred to ever outwardly project his thoughts like this. it's quiet, but the two vampires could still probably hear him, just barely, like how he could just barely hear that whisper from his love. He sighed heavily. What could he do to make this all work out?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>10-03-2015, 14:39:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy huffed, watching Erica slink back to her room like a wounded bird. Fuck! How did Erica always seem to get under her skin!? It was Alfred. Ever since he came back, he made things worse. The older Vampire glared down the hall. She wanted to hurt him, but later. First she needed to make things right with Erica. <br><br>Fucking Erica. Always the weakness to Cassidy's otherwise hardened shell. She followed down the hall and entered Erica's room unannounced. Before Erica could question, Cassidy embraced her, her lips on Erica's own as she began guiding her to Erica's bed. Cassidy didn't bother closing the door behind her, she was more interested in the hot kiss that she forced on her childer. <br><br>If Erica felt the need to break the kiss, Cassidy's hand would grip her by the jaw and force her back into the hot wet kiss. Cassidy's tongue forcefully went between Erica's lips and tasted the girl's saliva. Cass's skin was pale and cold, and her eyes were a unnatural hue of ice blue. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>10-03-2015, 16:05:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Not the good kind of fuck, either, but the bad one. He grumbled a bit to himself, felt like he could even hear his own heart hammering away in his chest. This whole situation sucked, this whole thing was fucked up. He was stressed out, and found himself craving alcohol again, wanting to just say fuck the world, and drown everything out, like he had done before.<br><br>He gets up off the couch, and in this moment of weakness, he starts looking around in the kitchen, checking all the cupboards, pantry, fridge, everywhere, looking to see if Cass happened to keep any sort of booze around. Beer, hard liquor, whatever, he didn't care at this point. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>10-03-2015, 17:10:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassidy's lips pressed to hers earnestly, and Erica desperately tried to still herself from responding.&nbsp; Erica knew her own weaknesses, and knew it was hopeless. She melted in Cassidy, her fingers trailing along her sire's jaw lightly. When Cassidy released her for a moment, she looked questioningly into the blonde's eyes, "You...you're not hungry?&nbsp; I....I mean...you and Alfred were both right. I...I shouldn't have blown up at you like that it's just," she bit her lip as her brow furled, "you're both so special to me...it's all...this is a lot more complicated than I'd imagined. Poor Alfred. It took a lot of guts for him to offer himself to you like that...and I went and messed it up."&nbsp; She looks down at her hands.&nbsp; "What are we going to do?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>10-03-2015, 17:16:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cass pressed a finger to Erica's lips to hush her, before reaching down and beginning to unfasten Erica's pants. With expert hands she slipped them down the girl's hips before doing the same with her panties. Cassidy's lips were once more locking with Ercia's, sharing a deep sensual kiss. It had been too long since they fucked with just each other, and the older Kindred would remedy that. <br><br>Before Erica could know what was what, Cassidy's own torn jeans were off, and she was pushing Erica onto the bed, before crawling on top of the younger Kindred and forcing her way between the girl's legs. Their cold bodies met as Cassidy kissed along Erica's collar bone. Then Cass took Erica. The same way she did for the first time a year ago. Her own naked sex pressed up against Erica's grinding into her and mashing her vulva up against her lover. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>10-03-2015, 18:00:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica lay back on the bed, the warm waves of desire crashing against her in time with Cassidy's body. She moaned against the cold lips pressed to her slightly warmer one and ceased thinking. Cassidy had a fire inside her that Erica couldn't deny, no matter how cold their skin, and that Fire burned as brightly as it had the night they'd met. Her pants were gone before she knew it and she arched, rising to meet the woman who'd changed her so completely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>10-03-2015, 21:53:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cass's hips thrust into Erica's, her sex rubbing along the younger kindred's puss. She hissed with pleasure as her clit was rubbed and pressed against Erica's. It sent shivers down her body, her back arching as she moaned in pleasure. Her pretty blonde silk hair pooled on Erica's chest, as their naked lower torsos moved together. <br><br>In the need to make love to her precious Erica, Cass didn't bother to even remove her shirt, or Erica's. Her lips descended upon Erica's and took them greedily. Her tongue snaked into the girl's mouth, and Cass's fangs were ever present. She threatened to bite Erica's bottom lip, to drink her blood, but she didn't. It was odd for Cassidy to be sweet and loving. <br><br>The door was open a fair amount, easy for anyone to walk by and see what was happening. Their bodies entwined on the bed, and the sound of the head board hitting the wall could be heard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>11-03-2015, 02:31:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His search was fruitless. Maybe that was for the best, though. Did he really want to go down that road again? No, he really didn't.&nbsp; He sighed, frustrated, and walked around the living room for a while. Paced, really.<br><br>As he paced around the room, he heard something. Thud, thud, thud. Not his heart. It was the headboard of a bed smacking into a wall. He kind of rolled his eyes. He and Erica had been pretty active back when they were still both humans, but with all the sex that happened yesterday, and now they were going at it again, he wondered if being a vampire somehow jacked up their libidos. <br><br>He slowly moved down the hallway, quiet. He peered through the open door, and he watched. And part of him grew angry. Angry at Cass. What in the hell had that bitch done to deserve his Domitor?&nbsp; Quietly, he fumes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>11-03-2015, 23:22:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica called out as Cassidy road her harder, almost forgetting the third person occupying the space, and her heart, but not completely. She tried to quiet herself as Cass played her like a violin, but a loud moan escaped her.&nbsp; She wrapped her legs around her sire, entering the two of them further before she gasped as there was movement at the door. It was Alfred, she knew it without looking, could imaging the frustrated expression on his face, envision the hurt in his still beating heart.&nbsp; She groaned and tried to push Cassidy away, to remove the temptation that had led her here.&nbsp; "Cass..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>12-03-2015, 15:33:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><br>Cass was pushed off Erica, and a growl escaped her soft red lips. She was close to cumming, and now she was denied her wonderful orgasm by her childe. "What the fuck!?" she cried out in frustration. <br><br>The rocker sat on her knees, bed sheets around her naked hips, as her top remained on. She was full hot, and needed to get off badly. Not to mention she was hungry. "Are you seriously rejecting me?" she asked, flipping her hair over her shoulder and then looking to Alfred who stood in the door way. Alfred's presence annoyed her, but her sexual desire had all ready been woken up. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>12-03-2015, 15:54:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched them, right up until Cass started swearing. He didn't mean to interrupt them, and he briefly wondered if it was the beating of his heart that gave away his presence, or if they had some sort of supernatural sense about where the living were. <br><br>He, just as quietly and slowly, retreated back towards the living room, his movements and attitude listless. He would have to find a moment tonight to take Erica aside, and talk to her, as he was now worried about the both of them, and what Cass might do if she keeps on getting angry. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>12-03-2015, 18:23:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica looked between the two of them sadly.&nbsp; She touched Cassidy's hand, expecting a slap or some other form of retribution. "No, Cass.&nbsp; I'm not rejecting you. I'm doing the one thing I should do. Alfred, come here please."&nbsp; She extended her other hand towards him.&nbsp; If he accepted, she brought the two of them together, if not, she still spoke to both of them. "Look, I've fucked up. I wanted everything, and I'm about to lose it instead. Alfred, I should have told you what you were getting into, and Cassidy, I should have asked you first. Please, both of you, forgive me. I don't deserve either of your forgiveness right now, but I hope you can give it to me. Alfred, if you want to be with me, that means being with Cass, too. And it means that I can't stop either of you from being with the other. Cass, if you want to be with me, that means I get to be with Alfred. Does...does that make any sense?"&nbsp; Between the look in Alfred's eyes and what Cass had been doing to her body, Erica couldn't tell her left from her right, but she knew she had to fix this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>12-03-2015, 19:04:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He heard his name as he started to walk away, and for a moment, he thought about ignoring it. But then, he felt something tugging at him; something odd, something he couldn't fully put his finger on. It was her vitae, swimming around. The same damned thing that was stoking his emotions. Even if he drank once from her, that was all he needed to be... damned, as she had said. <br><br>Still listless, he walked back into the room. Even though he entered the room, he stayed closer to the door, almost afraid of getting too close to the bed without direct permission from Cass. In fact, he doesn't even talk first, wanting to see how the older vampire reacted before he did anything.&nbsp; The only thing he's really doing is trying to keep himself calm, but even then... the melodic beating of his heart is probably audible to them both. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>15-03-2015, 22:31:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy heard Alfred's heart beat. How could she not? It was like a fucking drug that called out to her veins. She bared her fangs, seeing Alfred come into the room. She wanted yell at him, bite his neck and drain him dry, but the beast inside was quickly calmed down by Cass' more common sense. She slipped back from Erica, and flipped her beautiful blonde hair back over her shoulders. <br><br>"Fine. Get in here Alfred and get undressed." Cass said. <br><br>The older Kindred than resumed her claiming of Erica by sliding between Erica's thighs and grinding her own pelvis against Erica's. She moaned aloud, feeling their pussies kiss and she descended down upon her childe and kissed her hotly on the mouth. She would figure out another way to get rid of Alfred, but that would be an issue for later. Right now she wanted to be satisfied. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>16-03-2015, 09:58:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He began to undress himself. He wasn't slow about it, but he wasn't in a rush, either. His eyes were practically glued to the two sexually active women on the bed,&nbsp; fascinated by the way their bodies entwined with each other.&nbsp; <br><br>He stays quiet, feeling bad enough already for having interrupted them in the first place. It was probably too late, but he wished he could turn back time, and just leave them to it, instead of letting his curiosity get the better of him. No time for regrets now, though... soon enough, he's fully naked, his thick erection primed and ready, despite last night's thorough draining of his balls. <br><br>&nbsp;He stands off to the side for the moment, and continues to watch them shamelessly. Too many damned feelings. He was kind of pissed at Cass still, but then, part of him just wanted to give in to her, to them both. Part of him wanted her to drink his blood until he was drunk on the pleasure and tip-toeing that line.&nbsp; But another part of him wished that it was Erica, and Erica alone that fed on him. And then, of course, his penis' input is that he should be getting his dick wet right now, instead of trying to do something silly, like think. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>16-03-2015, 16:37:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica lay back, moaning, as Cassidy resumed her motions. Her attempt at speaking lost now that her body had been returned to Cass's instrument. Alfred, she saw before she closed her eyes, was obeying Cassidy willingly.&nbsp; Though she wasn't sure how she felt about it, she certainly wasn't going to complain if he joined them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>18-03-2015, 15:30:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cass looked up from her kisses on Erica's neck to see Alfred nude. She enjoyed the male form very much, especially what he had to offer. Her smile turned predatory as she teasingly curled her index finger and motioned for Alfred to get closer to the bed. "Come my little fuck you.." She purred sensually. "Place yourself in Erica's mouth." <br><br>It was more of a command then a request, as she slipped down Erica's body and pushed between her legs. Her hands gripped the thighs and pulled her apart until she was face to face with Erica's flower. Her mouth descended upon the delicate blossom. Firm licks of a wet tongue traced the outer pedals before sliding it up and finding Erica's clit under the hood. <br><br>Cassidy's lips entrapped the clit between her lips and suckled on it with zeal. Her hot breath poured down on Erica's puss as she moaned into the clit. She loved how her childe kissed, and tasted below.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-03-2015, 16:18:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded his head in response to Cass, and moved up to the head of the bed, along the side closest to his love. He leaned down briefly to give her a kiss, before pulling back up. He grabbed his cock with one hand, and brought it forward towards her face, brushing the&nbsp; fat head of his thick member against her lips. He gives her a few moments, to make sure she was ready for it, before slowly thrusting himself into her mouth. "Mmm."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>18-03-2015, 16:37:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica writhed as Cass pulled her apart and she felt Alfred's heat move closer. She opened her mouth, kissing his tip and licking his length before he inserted himself. Her tongue circled him and she began to apply pressure, only able to concentrate by mimicking the wonderful things Cass was doing with her mouth between Erica's legs. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>20-03-2015, 17:58:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy's mouth worked over Erica's sex. Her tongue plunged inside the woman's sex tunnel, tasting her essence from within. She flicked her tongue up against the inner walls before dragging it out and then repeating the process. Her nose brushed up against Erica's clit, playfully. Her hands gripped Erica's legs apart. <br><br>"Your girlfriend's cunt is amazing..." Cassidy said between licks, a cruel smile on her face as she addressed Alfred. <br><br>The older kindred knew what Erica liked, and knew nothing, no orgasm, or love could compare to the 'kiss'. She opened her mouth and bit into Erica's inner thigh, draining her of that sweet vitae. She swallowed the blood that flowed freely into her mouth and moaned happily. It was pure bliss to take Erica like this. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>20-03-2015, 18:28:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Everything about her is amazing," He responded, without looking at Cass. He was paying more attention to Erica, his hands coming to rest on the headboard to support himself as his hips bucked, sending his cock sliding back and forth into her mouth, rubbing happily against her tongue.&nbsp; Knowing full well she had no need to breath, he is perhaps a little rough with her. But, he's not interested in genuinely hurting her or anything, it just seemed like she preferred things a lot rougher these days than when they were both human. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>20-03-2015, 19:13:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The twin sensations rock Erica's body as her lovers both move about her. She lifts her hips and groans in delight as Cass bites into her thigh, her hands coming up behind Alfred to push his hips closer, push him deeper into her throat. Her tongue moves along his length as he thrusts, curling to give sensation around his entire shaft. Her legs widen, submitting to Cass as she sucks hard on Alfred's cock. She would scream her pleasure, but she's too full, and can only hope to return the favor to the both of them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>20-03-2015, 22:32:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy's lips were stained red with Erica's blood, and she threw her head back in ecstasy as she enjoyed the taste of the girl. It was wholly erotic and bloody. She looked to Alfred who seemed to be enjoying Erica's mouth on his cock. Cassidy, always the greedy one climbed up from between her lover's legs and licked the underside of Alfred's cock when Erica had his cock out of her mouth. <br><br>Cassidy's cold blue eyes looked up at the man as she dragged her tongue down, and over his testicles. She nipped playfully before opening her mouth and sucking one of them into her moist mouth. Her fangs were ever present and threatening to bite, but that was part of the excitement. She suckled on his left testicle, gently, and licking the skin with her wiggling tongue. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>20-03-2015, 23:01:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slid his entire cock into her mouth and throat when she pushed on him. He groaned, a pleasant rippling shudder going through his entire body.&nbsp; Thankfully for her, one of the things that had never changed about him was that he kept himself smooth and hairless down there. <br><br>He could feel Cass moving up along the bed, and as he continued to fuck his girl's mouth, he turned his attention to the blond. He watched her as she&nbsp; went for his cock, and another little shudder of joy courses through him. His heartbeat and breathing were increasing... even a little bit more when she began to suck so eagerly on his nuts. The occasional sensation of one or more of her fangs touching such a sensitive part of him made him... well, a little fearful. On the one hand, her bite did feel good... on the other hand, he really could not think of being bit down there as anything but horrifying.<br><br>"Pretty soon." He'd warn Erica. He could feel the cum churning around in his balls, getting ready to spray out. It would be soon, but not quite yet. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>20-03-2015, 23:27:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica pulled at Alfred's cock harder as she felt him near his peak, his words only confirming her suspicions.&nbsp; She rocked her hips against the void that Cass had left, and released one of her hands to fill the empty space.&nbsp; The other found Cass' body and slid under her stomach to reach her sires' folds, deftly parting them to expose her bud and press in time to Alfred's thrusts.&nbsp; Her fingers pushed into Cass's hole, and into herself, and Alfred pushed into her mouth.&nbsp; The feeling of both of them touching her, her touching both of them made her moan again.&nbsp; This was what she had wanted, what she had dreamed of when she'd went to see Alfred.&nbsp; The rocky start didn't negate the current joy that filled her heart, and she was more and more convinced that the three of them, if they were able to work so well together like this, might actually be able to work together outside of the bedroom.&nbsp; At any rate, it was amazing to have them both at once, and she wasn't going to let the chance pass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 16:08:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Penthouse - Recording room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Alfred's cock looked hot as it slid into Erica's mouth and pulsed with desire. Cassidy wouldn't be as cruel to bite him, or nip. Instead she just suckled on his balls. Her tongue traced and flicked along the shape of each testicle in their sack. Her right hand gripped the man by his base and slowly jerked him into Erica's mouth. <br><br>Cassidy had experience, thanks to her unnaturally long life. Loud slurps and sucks came from her mouth as she orally pleased Alfred. Her tight sex gripped Erica's fingers that slid inside of her. This made Cassidy moan with delight as she found herself pressing back against Erica's hand in a loving way. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 16:50:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He couldn't last any longer. Their wonderful lips and tongues, the wet tightness of Erica's throat... he felt a bit like he was melting. Soon enough, Erica would be the recipient of thick, sticky, salty, hot strands of spunk. He keeps thrusting into her, coating her mouth with some of his seed, and squirting the rest of it straight down her throat.&nbsp; needless to say, he was pretty vocal as he climaxed; hell, even a little slutty sounding.<br><br>Once he had finished shooting his load, he slowly slid himself out of his lover's mouth, and turned to look down to Cass. She was in charge here, and he was curious if there was anything else she would like to command him to do. In fact, he looks almost eager, previous anger forgotten. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 17:02:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica swallowed greedily and moaned out to them both, her hand rubbing harder in Cass as Alfred released.&nbsp; Her eyes, too, turned to her mistress, eager to please and willing to follow her every command.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 17:43:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Erica's Room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy grinned in delight, watching Erica swallow cum from her lover. She pulled her face from Alfred's testicles and leaned back. to enjoy Erica's fingers in her nice and slender hole. She then grabbed Erica's hair and pulled her face down to her mound. "Lick it, girl." she commanded. <br><br>With a mischievous smirk, the older Kindred pointed to Erica's backside. "Take her from behind. And don't cum until I tell you too." she said, laying onto her back and parting her legs nice and wide for Erica to work in. Her head tilted back and she exhaled sharply as she felt Erica's mouth on her hot wet sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 17:50:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled a bit, and did exactly as he was told. He moved around&nbsp; to get into position behind Erica, gently stroking himself as he did so. He pushed into her right away, knowing full well that she would be dripping wet and thoroughly lubricated by now.<br><br>His hands would come to rest on either side of her body. He doesn't get too rough with her, though; not yet. Cass said not to cum until he was told to, so he decides to keep his pace moderate, and even. This also was good for him, because orgasm made him so much more sensitive. He couldn't stop himself from letting out the occasional groan, though, or his body shivering in the best way possible. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 18:34:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica raised her hips high behind her, spreading her knees slightly on the bed as she knelt before Cass and kissed up her leg, reaching her mound almost the same time she felt Alfred grasp and enter her from behind. Her tongue played over the soft skin, flicking at the edges of Cass's heat before finding her bud and pouncing. She wasn't gentle, and she nipped with her fangs as she sucked the sensitive morsel.&nbsp; Alfred may be pacing himself, but Erica felt no such compulsion as she showed Cass her devotion.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 20:45:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Erica's Room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy moaned aloud, arched her hips and yanked Erica's face into her wet sex. She was unbashful about rubbing her wet secretions into the girl's face as she used Erica as a sex toy. She could feel Alfred thrust into her, which in turn made Erica press into her tighter. "Mmmfh, good boy, Alfred. Go faster, and harder." Commanded Cassidy. <br><br>While Alfred mulled over her request, Cassidy gasped in heat as Erica nibbled on her clit and made her so hot and wet. Her hole was well lubricated and easily penetrated if Erica wished to do so. Her breasts quivered with the dedication of Erica's attentive licks and nibbles upon her most precious pearl. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 22:02:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched Erica as she brought such pleasure to Cass. The sight definitely helped keep him aroused, in the mood, in the moment.&nbsp; Never in his life did he think he'd ever get to be with two women like this, which was probably every straight guys dream.<br><br>Cassidy's urging, needless to say, does result in him hammering into Erica's pussy faster. And, in fact, there's actually a lot of strength in his thrusts, and in the way his hands pushed down into the mattress. All Ghouls got Potence, and without conscious control, he was using it. Good thing that, for now, the only thing that that results in is an extra creaky bed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 22:36:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Alfred engaged his power, Erica clenched against him with her tunnel, moaning as he pummeled her and she tasted Cass, hot and tart on her tongue. She licked rapidly, then delved deep, her nose taking over where her lips had reigned so she could reach far up into Cass, pushing her muscle against the slick cavern and lapping the delicious juices, which she swallowed as hungrily as she had Alfred's. Her hand massaged the top of Cassidy's slit moving faster and faster as Erica was bruised with pleasure from Alfred's shaft. Her other hand slid up Cass' stomach to knead her ample breast tweaking the nipple each time she flicked her tongue against Cass' walls.&nbsp; Dear God, what if they all three came together?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>24-03-2015, 19:30:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Erica's Room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cassidy moaned and bucked up into Erica's face. She wasn't shy about face fucking the girl between her legs, and she was even less shy about grabbing at a fistful of her hair and pulling. The older Kindred's smile was blissful and sadistic as she bared her fangs and moaned Erica's name. She could she Alfred thrusting away at her, his strong arms holding her down as he rutted into her. <br><br>Suddenly, and with little remorse, Cass yanked Erica up to her face and kissed her hot and heavy on the lips. She moaned as she could taste her own juices on Erica's lips. Cassidy was done with the foreplay and wanted some action. Why should Erica get all the fun? She released the girl's hair and wrapped her arms around Erica's waist and pulled her down until the childe straddled her. <br><br>The moving of Erica caused Alfred's cock to slip out of her body, leaving his manhood naked and wet. Cassidy held Erica in an embrace, and pushed her sex flushed against Erica's. Both pussies were pink, moist and ripe for the taking. Loving over Erica's shoulder Cassidy commanded the Ghoul. "Fuck us Both!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>24-03-2015, 20:51:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He closed his eyes every now and again, letting himself focus on one of the warmths and pleasures he had so sorely missed.&nbsp; It was when Cass pulled Erica upwards and away, and his cock was forcibly evicted, that he also happened to have his eyes closed, which may lead to the hilarious sight of him thrusting aimlessly into the air a few times, before he realizes... oh, hey, something's not right.<br><br>Sheepishly, he moved forward a bit more, and settled his hands around the two women. His eyes lit up at the idea, at the command, and he eagerly shoved his rock hard cock right into Cass' waiting pussy, all the way to the hilt. He then slid out, only to plow it into his lover, switching back and forth between the two. "Mmm." Thud, thud, thud. His heartbeat was like a wondrous drum solo, combined with the creaking of the bed, and their moaning... it was like a song all of its own. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>25-03-2015, 15:05:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica pressed against Cassidy, returning her kiss with vigor and rubbing her sex against the heavenly flesh of the other woman. Alfred had really been pounding her, and it was amazing, but to feel him plunge into her, then below her into Cassidy....it was something she had never expected...and she loved it. Her hands roamed over Cassidy, her mouth licking and sucking against her neck as she melted into the moment.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>25-03-2015, 15:49:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Erica's Room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cassidy cried out in pleasure as Alfred buried himself deep into her awaiting sex. She was hot and so moist inside, her inner walls stretching to accommodate his length and girth. Erica's lips on her neck sent her into a feverish desire as she bit into Erica's shoulder and drank from her Childe eagerly. The hot fresh blood pooled in her mouth. She released Erica's shoulder and held her blood in her mouth to show to Alfred, much like a mouthful of cum. She motioned for him to kiss her and drink Erica's blood form her mouth. <br><br>All this while Alfred greedily fucked Erica and Cassidy, plunging himself into each of their holes. Cassidy couldn't deny she loved feeling him inside of herself, stretching her wide, while Erica's clit rubbed up and down her own. She was in a frenzy of sex and blood. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>25-03-2015, 16:11:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Although initially, he had been going at a pretty fast pace, at times, it was a bit slower, to keep him from going over the edge. After all, she did say he couldn't cum until she said so. <br><br>Watching the two women practically lust-mad and rubbing against themselves was pretty damn exciting for the male, too, needless to say. Even when the biting gets rough, even when he could smell blood... it's something that he was going to have to get used to. He saw his Domitor's blood in Cass' mouth, and he grimaced initially.&nbsp; Then, he started to think about how wonderful it made him feel; better than any liquor he's drank, or any meal he's made.<br><br>He shifts his position around, crawls upwards more onto the bed. His pace slows down to a crawl, and more than once he misses his mark, but that only results in him gliding between their pussies. He was leaning in to Cass though, moving his lips to hers. Contact is made, and his tongue dives into the pool of vitae in her mouth. A shudder goes through his entire body as he awkwardly begins to consume his Domitor's Vitae from her Sire's mouth. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>25-03-2015, 16:51:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alfred climbed atop her to reach Cass' offering, pressing Erica closer to the blond and increasing her desire to never end the delicious contact with both of her lovers. She had often liked it when Alfred placed his full weight on her during sex, but now to feel Cass writhing beneath her as well...&nbsp; In her delerium, she manages to follow Cass's clavicle to her shoulder and sink her teeth into her sire's shoulder, her hand runs along Cassidy's breast, pushing it closer to her own.&nbsp; She moans as Alfred leans closer and finds his wrist on Cass' other side, pulling it up to her mouth to suckle lightly, leaving him far more precariously balanced on the two rutting women.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>26-03-2015, 15:14:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Erica's Room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Alfred's lips on Cassidy's was bliss. The warm hot vitae that pooled in her mouth and then was being shoved into Alfred's mouth by Cassidy's mischievous tongue. They kissed in front of Erica, each one tasting her precious blood like it was a fine wine.<br><br>What a scene they must have been. Alfred thrusting awkwardly between them, sometimes sinking into one of the girl's pussy, and other times just gliding between them. Their mounds sandwiched his cock as Erica and Cassidy moaned aloud with the feeling of having his fleshy member rub over their swollen clits. Cassidy gasped and churned her hips into Erica seductively, urging the girl to give everything to her. She Erica bit into her shoulder, she nearly came from the ecstasy of being penetrated by her Childe. <br><br>The hot red vitae poured into Erica's mouth, a truly sweet taste, far better than just an orgasm. Together the girls rutted into each other for Alfred's pleasure, their hot moist holes perfect positioned for fucking in anyway he chose to do so. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>26-03-2015, 16:21:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At feeling the pleasantly warm and wet nibbling and suckling on his wrist from his lover, he nearly fell over. Nearly. He was able to keep himself straight, but only barely. As he drank the blood, he thought about how wonderful it would feel if Erica were to pin him down beneath her, and drink from him. <br><br>When he had had all the vitae from Cass' mouth, he broke the kiss. At the same time, though, Cass would find her pussy on the receiving end of his thick, pre-cum leaking member. He was very close to orgasm, but trying to hold it off. The fact he was whimpering a bit might be an indicator of that, if it could be heard over all the moaning. <br><br>His lips now free, he tried to pull his wrist away from Erica. But, this was because he wanted to lock his lips with hers, wanted to feel her tongue against his.&nbsp; As he went in for the kiss, he slid easily out of Cass' well-lubricated hole, and straight into Erica's once more. Back and forth, back and forth... he tried to give them both equal attention. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>26-03-2015, 22:20:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica pressed her lips back to Alfred's as her hand slid along Cassidy's side and her hips continued to grind.&nbsp; She wasn't sure how much longer she herself could hold on, much less Alfred, who hadn't been familiarized with Cass' impressive appetite. She pushed harder as she gasped out, feeling Alfred fill her and Cass call out.<br><br>"Cass...let us come...Jesus fuck..."&nbsp; Her hands pressed tightly into her sire's skin and she rocked harder against the woman. Spreading her legs more to give Alfrd better access and Cass more contact.&nbsp; She ran her fingers through Cass' hair and held on tight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>27-03-2015, 17:13:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Erica's Room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cassidy moaned aloud, her peak coming quickly. Thanks to Erica's gyrating on her pelvis, she couldn't help but be ushered closer to that sweet moment of pure bliss. "Yes...You both may cum..." she said aloud, before going over that edge and climaxing hard. <br><br>Her body became tense and her walls clenched tightly as she rode the orgasm through her body. Moans and gasps and little whimpers came from her blood stained lips as she savored every bit of the powerful orgasm. When her peak died, she kissed Erica on the lips, sharing a slow sensual kiss, before laying her head back down at staring up at the ceiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>27-03-2015, 18:11:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued to almost mindlessly fuck the two girls, feeling the Vitae surging through his body. It felt... terrible? No, not really. Wonderful. He felt a little guilty about feeling so good from it, at feeling so very, very close to his love; closer to her than he's ever been. <br><br>When finally given permission to cum, he let out a sigh of relief. A few moments later, and he's shooting a large, sticky load of hot cum into Erica's pussy. He'd also pound her for a little longer, to make sure that she was getting off, too. But once they've all finally came, he'd go to lay down on the other side of the bed; this would leave Erica more or less in the middle.<br><br>Given time to rest, his breathing and heart rate would gradually go back down to normal. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>27-03-2015, 19:18:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Completing the trinity of pleasure, Erica clenched hard against Alfred's cock as they came, moaning and pressing herself to feel as much of Cassidy's bliss as she could. Her head lowered and she returned her sire's kiss before rolling off of her and laying in between the two bodies, one lifeless, the other flowing with blood. All three were hot and sweaty to the touch, and Erica herself couldn't remember when she'd felt this good. She snuggles between them, pulling one limb of each around her as she gently kissed their shoulders in turn.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>27-03-2015, 19:25:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Erica's Room<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Finally free from the incessant need to orgasm, Cassidy pulled herself away from the two of them. She wasn't the snuggling type. This was just a sexual act to get off, nothing more. She moved from the pile of naked people and quickly dressed, before turning back to Alfred and Erica. "Get cleaned up." she remarked, before leaving the bedroom. <br><br>She didn't like feeling close to Alfred, or Erica. Not right now. There was something about being a 3rd wheel that she despised. Cassidy scoffed at the thought and moved into the living room. She needed time alone, and that is what she would get. She called down to the chauffeur from her phone. "Prepare the car.." she said flatly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>29-03-2015, 10:11:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was more than happy to cuddle up next to his lover. He pressed his warm body against hers, held her close, and placed idle kisses here and there along her shoulder and cheek. Unfortunately, further cuddling would have to be held off, as Cassidy pretty much spoiled the mood. He should have seen that coming. <br><br>He moved away from his Domitor, even though he found it difficult to do so. A mixture of her blood binding him closer to her, and his own feelings, made him just want to curl up with her for the rest of the night in a much more innocent way. But, that would have to wait.<br><br>"Want to shower together? I need to talk with you, too," He spoke after Cass left, standing up as he did so. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>29-03-2015, 15:15:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica sighed sadly as both of them pulled away from her.&nbsp; She smiled softly as Alfred rose, loving watching him move, so confident, yet gentle.&nbsp; She nodded at his question, rising after him and following him to the shower.&nbsp; "Sounds like a good idea.&nbsp; I...."&nbsp; She paused, not exactly certain what she had been meaning to say, but thinking that she should say <em>something</em>.&nbsp; "I...I think talking would be a good idea."&nbsp; She moved up behind him and kissed his shoulder lightly, running her hands down his back, not sensually, but familiarly.&nbsp; With a last glance towards where Cass had disappeared, she sighed again and concentrated on listening to the man she wanted to keep with her, and tried not to think about the woman she wanted to please.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>29-03-2015, 18:48:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even if she couldn't see it, he did smile ever so slightly when he felt her hand on his back. He heads to the bathroom with her, and turns the shower on, letting it run for a few moments as the cold water turns to hot. As he did so, he spoke. "I wanted to apologize about earlier. I didn't mean to upset you." Even if it did lead to an amazingly hot threesome right out of a man's dreams. <br><br>"I just get worried about us. Cass is in charge. She has the money, she owns this place, she made you like you are now.&nbsp; We don't have anywhere to go if we piss her off, and that's if she allowed us to leave with our lives," He sighed as he climbed into the shower, and stepped to the side, leaving her enough room to stand under the cascade of soothingly warm water as well. "So, I just want to keep her happy, for both of our sakes. But, I really am sorry I upset you earlier. I never want to do that, Erica." Though he wasn't normally one for feeling guilty, thinking about how he made her feel so negatively earlier had him feeling... pretty miserable, actually. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>29-03-2015, 20:10:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica pressed closer to him, just holding him under the torrent, the heat of his body more precious to her than the heat of the water.&nbsp; She stroked his cheeks and looked into his eyes.&nbsp; "I...I know you didn't.&nbsp; Cass...she...she can be intense and...I...I should have prepared you better."&nbsp; She nuzzled closer and smiled softly.&nbsp; "It's okay, I forgive you.&nbsp; You didn't...she would have done something like that sooner, rather than later.&nbsp; And, honestly, she said stuff that made sense to me.&nbsp; I was being...over protective.&nbsp; I just...we were apart for so long."&nbsp; Her hands began to match the heat of the shower, the longer they stayed under the water.&nbsp; "We'll figure it out.&nbsp; Together."&nbsp; Her lips found his and she kissed him, gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>29-03-2015, 21:16:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He kissed her back eagerly, his tongue briefly sliding into her mouth and rubbing against her own.&nbsp; He was reluctant to break the kiss, but knew it had to be done, as he still had things to say. "I know. We'll make this work. I don't want to lose you again.&nbsp; And I know you and her have a complex relationship, and now I'm rocking the boat." His eyes, glassy as they were from the high of sex and vitae, seemed distant, lost in thought. <br><br>"Maybe I shouldn't have barged in on you two. Maybe you two will need time together, too. I don't know. This is a weird situation. When she gets back, do you think I should apologize or something? I don't want her being angry or anything." Which made sense, Alfred had always been a lover of peace. Of course, with his infusion of Brujah blood, and the emotional turbulence that can come with it, that may quickly become a difficult thing to find. <br><br>As the water continues to rain down upon them, and he waited for her answer, he gently placed kisses along her shoulder, and cheek. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>29-03-2015, 22:29:32</strong>
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				"You're not rocking the boat.&nbsp; You wouldn't even be here if it weren't for me.&nbsp; I knew what we'd be getting into, I just...it didn't occur to me that she would be anything but happy to have another person around."&nbsp; Erica bites her lip, knowing it wasn't her place to reveal Cass' behavioral eccentricities.&nbsp; She caught his face in her hands and looked him dead in the eyes.&nbsp; "You <em>don't</em> have to apologize.&nbsp; She and I can get...temperamental.&nbsp; It's part of who...what...we are.&nbsp; If you feel you need to, okay then, but...this isn't something either of us can 'fix' by being overly polite.&nbsp; In fact," she giggled lightly, remembering Cass' expression one time when she'd tried to talk about table manners or something, "If you're too soft footed, it might make things more difficult.&nbsp; Cass respects strength, but she needs control.&nbsp; I...I think I took part of that away when I brought you here.&nbsp; She's just reeling a bit, like we all are."&nbsp; She grabs a washcloth and fills it with soap, rubbing it in her hands until she has a good lather, at which point she begins to clean Alfred, kissing him lightly on the cheek.&nbsp; "It'll be okay, I think....it just...takes time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>30-03-2015, 03:45:45</strong>
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				"Okay. I think I understand," He nodded his head. It made sense to him, to some extent.&nbsp; He allowed her to wash him, enjoying the sensation, enjoying the moment. He'd be sure to return the favor, of course, complete with kisses. <br><br>"I'll try not to upset her any more than I have already. But if she asks me to do stuff, like feed her, I'll do it. I know it's dangerous, but... it does feel good." He sighed, both longing for the blissful feel, although some part of him was repulsed by it. Yet, he thought about the woman he was with right now, and... "I could feed you, too. I... know I've said that a lot. I hope you don't think I'm pushing you. I just want to be with you." He leaned in to kiss her on the lips, once more. <br><br>"I know you can take care of yourself, but I'm always worrying now when you go off to look for food." And some part of him, now, was feeling jealous. Angry, even, which was very much not normal for the Ghoul. Those people didn't deserve her bite. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>30-03-2015, 15:19:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27400000/Maria-Brink-maria-brink-27444898-426-720.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cassidy retreated to her room. To sulk, to brood, all the things she had been known to do. It wasn't what she had pictured, her undead life with Erica. She frowned visibly and paced back and forth in her room. Alfred had gotten under her skin. She felt like she could lose herself in him. His blood, his eyes, his taste. Cassidy stopped pacing. She was feeling the hunger inside her. She had hardly been sated. <br><br>She turned to look at her bedroom door. This was suppose to be her sanctuary. her place where no problems could occur, yet here she was, obsessing over the man who held Erica's heart. She growled and fell back onto her bed, staring up at the ceiling. She needed a way to get rid of Alfred, and to do so without Erica suspecting her....
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>30-03-2015, 18:03:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica nodded silently and pulled Alfred close. "I love you."&nbsp; His warmth and smell seeped into her and she felt almost whole. Almost. She hadnt been complete with Cassidy, no matter how hard she tried, a portion of her always drifting back to the life, the man, she'd left behind. But...now that she was with Alfred again, she knew he was only part of the puzzle. She needed them both, as much as she now needed the night and the blood, one always chilly, dangerous and soothing, a mistress of her passion, the other warm, soft, and filling, a master of her love. She'd never admit it, but before she'd been turned, she could feel herself looking, seeking something Alfred, love of her life, just....didn't have. She'd never considered it a failing on his part, never thought they weren't meant to be...but there had been something lacking that she'd found with Cassidy. Something, even now, she knew she would never find again.<br><br>She slid her eyes closed and handed Alfred the soap. "I....I think Cass could use some love right now...and I don't mean sex. She...I don't know everything, of course, but I don't think she's always gotten that.&nbsp; I want to show her that I care...that <em>we</em> care."&nbsp; She smiled and kissed him gently. "There's always more love to go around, right?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>30-03-2015, 20:00:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He took the soap happily from her, and with dedication and detail, he slowly began to clean his Domitor's body, his touch light and firm.&nbsp; Once water had sent the soap away, she'd occasionally find him planting idle kisses here and there on her body. "There is. I know I've lost a bit of it over the past year, but I still have a lot of love to give." He noticeably did not blame her for the events that transpired to separate them, and which had shook the very core of his being. And, in time, he'd eventually get over his negative feelings towards Cass.<br><br>"I'll try to care for her, too. I can't love her as much as I love you, though. And I know you have space in your heart for her, too. I'm okay with that." Mostly okay, at any rate. That seed of jealousy, such a foreign thing to him, squirmed around in his mind. Most of him wanted to make this work, but there was a small part of him that desired Cass' removal from their lives, nearly as much as she desired to remove him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>02-04-2015, 02:41:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed him gently on the lips and turned off the water, stepping out of the shower and offering him her hand to follow her.&nbsp; She grabbed the fluffy towels and tossed one at him, drying herself slowly as she thought.&nbsp; "I...I suppose I shouldn't expect the two of you to be immediately infatuated...despite your obvious physical attraction to each other.&nbsp; You're very different people."&nbsp; Her tone was meandering, almost talking to herself.&nbsp; She twisted the towel into a knot around her hair and stood bare before him.&nbsp; "We....we should go out soon.&nbsp; I've got some more work I should finish tonight, but...if you're up for it tomorrow?&nbsp; Dancing maybe?&nbsp; I could take you to dinner."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>02-04-2015, 17:43:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He returned the kiss happily, and took her hand to get out. He accepted the towel gladly, and much like her, he took his time in thoroughly drying off his body. "She is very attractive... and forceful," Which, Erica may remember from their times together, but he always enjoyed himself the most when she was taking charge of sex. He liked forcefulness, roughness, being dominated... things that Cass were amazing at. <br><br>"If you're going out tonight, would you like me to try and get to know Cass better?" He hmm'd a bit at the idea of having a real date with his lovely lover. "That sounds like fun. Will she be alright with that, though?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>02-04-2015, 20:30:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Erica thought for a moment. "I'm fine with you spending time with her. I mean, neither of you are children, and I trust you both."&nbsp; As the words crossed her lips she remembered what had happened the last time Alfred and Cass had been allowed to entertain each other, but she did have work to do tonight. Too late to change her mind now. She shrugged lightly, "I'll get my turn tomorrow."&nbsp; She walked over to him and gripped the base of his neck roughly, forcing her tongue into his mouth before abruptly turning and going to her room. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>02-04-2015, 20:43:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded his head. "I won't let things get out of hand," Or he'll try, at least. Brujah Ghouls did not inherit the full strength of the clan weakness, but they did have some emotional turbulence to deal with. And he is new at this, and hasn't even been told that there would be side effects. Although, he did have his suspicions... still, he was adjusting. <br><br>He groaned as she grabbed him, his mouth opening wide and allowing her tongue into his. It was only the fact that they had so recently had sex that he didn't get a raging hard on just from that bit of lovely roughness. He almost whimpered at her when she withdrew, so quickly. "Mmm. I hope you have a good night, my love." He lingered in the bathroom for a few moments, trying to figure out where his clothes were. <br><br>And then he remembered they were in Cass' room. It's true that he had a few spare shirts in the guest room, and some socks and underwear and stuff, but in his haste to leave his apartment, there was only the one pair of pants. He sighed a bit, and wondered if she would take him clothes shopping tomorrow, too.<br><br>Figuring there was no problem with it, he just walked back towards Cass' room in the buff. She can probably hear the wonderful drumming of his heart as he gets nearer and nearer, not quite slow, not quite fast, but steady nonetheless.&nbsp; He lingered outside, then, in an odd display of timidness, quietly poked his head in to look and see if she was actually there or not.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>03-04-2015, 16:32:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cassidy was apply a bright red lip stick onto her plush lips when she heard the door to her room open. Of course the blonde rock goddess barely glanced up into the mirror as she saw Alfred standing there, nude. Her dark eye shadow complimented the bright blues of her eyes as she glanced him over in the mirror. He looked good naked. Something about that cockiness made her want to sink her fangs into him. <br><br>"To what do I *owe* the pleasure of this visit?" she asked, finishing up her lip stick and now working on pinning her beautiful blonde tresses up into rather girlish pony tail. She slowly spin around in her swivel stool. She had immaculate posture, perfectly up right, which made her large breasts bulge in the tight corset. Her porcelain like skin had no blemishes. She was truly an ethereal beauty. <br><br>Her right arm was covered in colorful tattoos, that trailed up her slender arms. She didn't look it, but the old Kindred was quite strong. She crossed her legs, the fishnet stockings screamed slut, but her demeanor said poised elegance. She stood up, standing now equal to his height thanks to the black pumps she wore. <br><br>The floors in her room were hard wood, and he could nearly feel the weight of each 'click' on the floor. Her predatory gaze washed over him as she slowly walked around him in a circle. "What is it you want? Have you not had your fill of pussy for the evening?" she asked, her voice sweet like cherry blossoms. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>03-04-2015, 17:11:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing her made him pause. And, you know, stare. Cass must surely have mastered the fine art of disarming men with her body, accentuated as it was by the wondrous colors of her makeup, and the clothing that amplified her natural assets. Although initially his gaze is glued to her boobs, they eventually catch sight of the tattoos and become much more fascinated with the only markings that were on her skin.<br><br>It took him a moment between hearing her words, and actually responding to her. "I left my clothes in here," He said, being perhaps entirely too honest for his own good. And then... "And, I thought, you might like to have a meal before you go out for the night." Was there a bit of giddiness and hope there, in his words? Maybe. Ever since that first 'Kiss' of hers, he found himself craving it even more than he had craved liquor during his nearly year long bender.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>06-04-2015, 15:01:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><em>"And, I thought, you might like to have a meal before you go out for the night."</em> <br><br>Cassidy smirked, some what amused at the man's attempts to hide his desire for her 'kiss'. She wouldn't lie to herself. Alfred's blood was quite the delicious meal, and his heart was racing which made it all the more sweeter. She stopped her slow circle around him and sniffed his neck from behind. <br><br>"Tell me, dear Alfred. If&nbsp; was hungry, where would you like me to bite you?" she asked, her voice heavy with lust. She reached around him, pressing her breasts to his back and grabbing the base of his cock. She wasn't coy about it, and with a few soft strokes she lick his neck. She loved the way his skin taste. <br><br>Her hand, soft but cold slowly worked him up and down, until her palm became warm with the friction of unbashfully jerking him from behind. She cooed into his ear, a sadistic grin on her sweet face. How she loved to torture the ghoul. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>06-04-2015, 16:45:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she continued to circle around him, his breathing got just a little bit heavier; just enough of a change to be noticeable.&nbsp; When she sniffs at him, he shuddered ever so slightly, though it's hard to tell why he was reacting that way. <br><br>Despite their earlier sexual activities, it takes nothing more than her grasping his member to get his cock to throbbing and hardening.&nbsp; He whimpered at her, the feel of her tongue on his sensitive neck making him feel rather giddy. "Ahh, mm, anywhere you want?"&nbsp; Possibly the worst thing he could say, but damn if he wasn't a sucker for a dominant woman. <br><br>For all the willpower he could muster up when he needed it, he was like puddy in the hands of any woman that knew the right buttons to push. And Cass most certainly knew how to do that. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>07-04-2015, 19:16:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Suddenly Cassidy released his cock. She slipped in front of him and stared into his eyes. A cruel smirk upon her face. How she loved torturing this man. Her hand brushed along his square jaw and she leaned in so desperately closed that her could smell blood upon her lush lips. She knew she could take him at any moment, and part of her loved that power. <br><br>Suddenly she sank her fangs into his neck, drawing out the blood that then pooled into her mouth. She swallowed the first few mouthfuls before pulling away and breathing heavily. Her face was flushed red and her body becoming warm. She licked those red lips, very much savoring the taste. He was delicious, and it was always hard not to drink Alfred dry. <br><br>Once she regained control of herself, she went up to Alfred and licked he wound close. The flat of her tongue, warm and wet, trailed over the puncture marks before going higher and wiggling against his ear. Her hot breath wispered: "Get on your knees..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>07-04-2015, 19:30:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He stayed perfectly still, no part of him moving save for the rise and fall of his chest. As she came around to be face to face with him, he tilted his neck to the side, ever so slightly, baring it to her before she even moved for it. Though he didn't volunteer it, in some ways, he was becoming quite addicted to the pure bliss it gave him. <br><br>"Mmmph! Ooh..."The moment those fangs sink into him, he's like a marionette whose strings have been cut. It felt like his muscles all just turned to jelly, went entirely loose and slack. In fact, she might very well need to support him for the brief time she spends feeding, as he is practically collapsing against her. Just like that, it was like he melted into a puddle of hot, gooey happiness.<br><br>Which sadly didn't last that long. But, what high ever lasts forever? He shudders as she licks the wound shut, and then again when she goes for his sensitive ear. She even gets another moan out of him. <br><br>When commanded to get on his knees, he does exactly that, knees on the floor, legs laying off to the side, upper body standing straight up. He looks up at her, but his gaze does not get past her boobs. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>07-04-2015, 21:02:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cassidy grinned. She was in control, and what an amazing feeling it was. She could do anything to him, and plenty crossed her mind. She glanced down at him, seeing his cock between his legs and at how hard it was. She could of sucked on it, fucked it, or jerked it. But no. She didn't care for his pleasure. She was a selfish bitch. <br><br>She stepped close to him, knowing full well his eyes were glued to her large tits, that seemed to much bigger in the corset. She reached up under her skirt, hooked her fingers under the waist band of her panties and pulled down down her legs until they pooled at her feet. She nudged them with her right foot, which sent it spiraling up against Alfred's cock. <br><br>"Are you hungry, pet? Do you need something to eat?" She asked, a mocking sympathetic tone. <br><br>She curled her index finger seductively at him, and stood with her legs slightly apart. "Lick me, boy." she said, her voice now commanding. She would see how well his tongue could pleasure her, and if maybe he was lucky, she would let him have some release.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>07-04-2015, 21:32:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her, those delicious mounds of flesh trapped by, and enhanced by, the wonderful material encasing them.&nbsp; Soon, though, her fingers were moving, and that drew the attention of his eyes away from her chest, following the path the fingers traveled as they went to remove her underwear. <br><br>The panties touched his cock, smooth and cool feeling. He listened to her words, but said nothing, choosing to let his actions speak for him. He scooted along the floor, closer to her, and moved his head between her legs. Slowly, along her left, inner thigh, starting around the knee, he kissed, licked, and sucked his way upwards.&nbsp; His tongue would slide around her pussy, over it, and then, finally, into her. <br><br>As his tongue pushed into her pussy, sliding in and out, two of his fingers would move to stroke along her exterior, searching for the clit. Once he finds it, he would gently rub it. <br><br>Sadly for Cass, while he is trying hard, the fact remains that he is woefully inexperienced when it comes to the fine art of giving oral.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>08-04-2015, 16:38:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Cassidy scoffed, feeling Alfred's tongue up inside of her body, licking like a little puppy. Her fingers were inexperienced, fumbling with Cassidy's hard little clit. She reached down and Yanked Alfred by the hair until his face was out from between her legs and looking up at her. "Pathetic. Do you not know how to please a woman? Or do you just rut into them until you cum?" she hissed through clenched teeth. <br><br>She released his hair and shoved him onto his back. "Try again. With feeling." she remarked, climbing on top of him and straddling his face. Her naked, ivory colored mound pressed down upon his mouth. She was surprisingly warm, and moist. Inside she was as pink as any other living girl. <br><br>She mewed like a content kitten, slowly riding his face with her wet mound, letting her pussy juices smear on his face. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>08-04-2015, 19:24:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Grabbing him by his hair may very well have had the opposite effect than she intended. He actually half-moaned, enjoying the sensation, enjoying the feel. However, he was less than happy about her tone. <br><br>"We've never really done oral before," Meaning the time he had spent with Erica. Not so much trying to excuse his lack of knowledge, but rather, explaining it. He ends up on his back, and he grumbled ever so slightly about that, but he makes no effort to escape from underneath her. <br><br>Her pussy rubs against his face, and she will soon find his tongue once more coming out. Licking, lapping, pressing against her. Along her outsides, slipping into her insides, tongue occasionally pressing against her clit. Now he seems to be more experimental, trying different things, seeing how she responds. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>14-04-2015, 15:35:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The act of penetration doesn't seem to be as great as when he makes contact with her clit and makes her body tense with a jolt of pleasure. "Yes! That is the spot, toy." she remarked, rubbing her pelvis up against her face. She couldn't stop the jerking of her hips as she was desperate to have his hot little tongue upon her clit again. <br><br>She reached behind her, gripped his cock and stroked it slowly. Her fingers pressed into the hot flesh of his meat pole, and rubbed up along the under shaft of his penis. She had years and years to learn the fine art of a hand jobs, and knew exactly what worked. <br><br>Her thumb brushed over the slit of his cock tip, and she tightened her palm and worked it in a tight semicircle motion up his length. "Seems someone is enjoy this..." she hissed through her fangs, happily sitting on his face. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>14-04-2015, 16:05:04</strong>
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				When he sees the favorable reaction from her body, feels her pleasure in his own way, he makes a note to himself. That's the spot. Just like she said. Of course, now that he knows that, she can expect quite a bit more attention from his tongue, focused right in on that spot that brings her such pleasure.<br><br>As she begins to play with his cock, rather expertly at that, he can't help himself but to moan out his enjoyment. His whole body shuddered with its own sparks of pleasure, as his hot, thick rod was stroked. "Mmm, yess..." His hands would move from his side, and if she seemed to like it, he would reach up to stroke her thighs, and rub her ass, hoping to bring her more pleasure.&nbsp; His touch is light, yet firm, the way Erica always seemed to like it. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>15-04-2015, 20:42:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br>Cassidy panted and churned her hips. Alfred was a fast learner, and she liked that. It would be too much of a chore if he was a slow learner. She pressed her sex down upon his face, and jerked her hips into the tongue that brought so much pleasure. Her clit swelled and peeked from its hood at the wonderful attention it was given. <br><br>"Mff. Yes. Good toy...Right there...Oh!" she was cried out, feeling that wonderful tongue lashing. She was getting close.<br><br>Her hand worked up and down his shaft, caressing the underside of the swollen tip that stuck out like a proud mushroom. She could smell the blood that coursed through his fuck stick, and it made her hungry. Her hand, warmed by the blood she had taken and the friction of her skin on his cock, stroked him up and down, working the muscles underneath the skin and coaxing him to produce his white hot seed. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>15-04-2015, 21:06:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It wasn't quite what she was looking for, not just yet, but her ministrations were enough to draw a few beads of precum from him. At least for this man, that was a clear signal that his orgasm was right around the corner; much like her own in this moment. <br><br>Needless to say, her encouragement makes him a happy ghoul. And when it came to Alfred, like most people, when he was happy, he was a better worker.&nbsp; His tongue keeps up its relentless assault, and as his breathing increased with his nearing orgasm, she could feel the warm air being exhaled from him onto her pussy. And soon, she would also feel... what's this? Why, it's two fingers slipping inside her. <br><br>She didn't say to, but she didn't say not to, either. Plus, he figured she would enjoy what he wanted to try.&nbsp; While his tongue pressed on her clit from the outside, his fingers were pressing against the same area on her insides. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>15-04-2015, 21:31:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Yes! He was learning indeed. She liked men who showed imitative and was aggressive about learning. She had been around awhile and men who were passive made her angry. There was a difference between submissive and passive. She released his cock, and grabbed two handfuls of Alfred's hair as she rubbed her wet puss into his face. <br><br>She could only gasp aloud, feeling two fingers penetrate the tight cramped confines of her sex. Her inner walls clenched and tensed as they were forced apart to allow his digits inside of her body. She was hot and wet, and he could feel every muscle spasm that came form her body. Her large breasts bounced and jiggled in her corset as she was nearing a wonderful orgasm.<br><br>"Just like that...Mfh, yes..." she whispered hotly, her legs straddling his head as she mewed like a happy kitten.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>15-04-2015, 22:52:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He whimpered his protest when her hands left his cock. He was so close, so very very close... and now, there was that feeling of frustration. Of denial.&nbsp; Yet, he did nothing more than whimper at her about it. <br><br>His tongue still lapped eagerly at the sensitive bundle of flesh, and his fingers continued to caress her slick, hot pussy. In fact, she will soon find a third finger joining the two already inside her, while his thumb just sort of caresses the exterior.<br><br>Curious if she liked a bit rougher stimuli, she will also soon be feeling something that might be a bit surprising from him. Teeth, pressing against her clit. He's not biting her or anything, just sort of grazing. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>16-04-2015, 14:14:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>The firm grazing was enough to push her over the edge. She didn't care for sensual soft sex. She liked it hard, rough and with bruises. She cried out, quite loud as well and lewdly came on Alfred's face. She wasn't ashamed, and bucked into his mouth and fingers in an erratic display of pure bliss! He could feel her walls clench his fingers like a vice.<br><br>"Oh Fuck! Yes! Yes!" she panted, gripping one of her large breasts through her corset as she was finger fucked and licked. <br><br>When her orgasm subsided she gripped his hair and pulled him up for a deep kiss. Her tongue forced its way into his mouth, tasting herself upon his delicious lips. The kiss was not sensual, not loving, but more greedy and savage. When the kiss broke, she smirked cruelly. "Satisfactory. For now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>16-04-2015, 16:02:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He kept at it, right up until she was practically squirting all over his face. At that, he finally allowed himself to relax, allowed his tired tongue to come back into his mouth, and his sticky and slick fingers to slide free from her body.<br><br>When she grabs his hair, it's actually enough to make him moan; a sound almost as lewd as her cumming, that was soon cut short by her tongue forcing its way into his mouth. He welcomed it happily, his own tongue caressing against hers. When the kiss ended, he was nearly dizzy from joy and frustration. "Thank you, Cass." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>17-04-2015, 17:30:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br></strong><hr><br>Cassidy was satisfied. She was feeling great, and why not? She had a new toy to play with, and the fact that he was so hopelessly in love with Erica made it all the more sweeter to tease. "You have done well, little Toy. Tell me, how should I reward you?" She asked, in a sweet, yet mocking tone. She ran her finger nails down his chest, tracing the shape of the muscles under his skin. <br><br>Eventually she made her way down to his stomach and threatened to go lower. "Ask of me 1 thing, and maybe, just maybe, I may give it to you." she whispered hotly, pressing her large breasts up against his, her lips inches from his. She could take a kiss from him, rape the sensual feeling from him until he was nothing left but a drained body on the floor. <br><br>Her skirt was still pushed up around her waist, her sex exposed before him. She glistened with saliva and juices below, while her bright blonde hair was pulled back so that he could see the perfectly formed features of her beautiful face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-04-2015, 14:00:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He shuddered a bit at the feel of her nails, enjoying the feel, and kind of wishing she had pressed down just a little bit harder.&nbsp; He listened to her, and while part of him really wanted one thing right now--to cum--another part of him realized what she was doing, what she had done. <br><br>She might find it odd, but after a moment's contemplation, there was an almost mischievous quality to his eyes, bright and playful. "For the three of us to get along, so that Erica will be happy," He said, almost certainly drawing upon what reserves of willpower he has to ignore the fact that his balls were going to start turning blue any moment now, and how they ached for release. <br><br>That must be his love shining through. That, or you know, he has drank her blood twice now, and the vitae is definitely reshaping his psyche in several ways.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>21-04-2015, 18:46:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br></strong><hr> <br><br><em>"For the three of us to get along, so that Erica will be happy,"</em><br><br>Cassidy pulled away, frowning. Fuck, why did Alfred have to ruin it. She rolled those ice blue eyes in exasperation. "And how would you like that to happen, Alfred? How does one get along in a fucked up threesome such as this?" <br><br>Her womanly body approached him again and pressed herself up against his chest, his cock trapped between her body and his. She smelled of blood upon her sweet lips. She wanted to take him again, to devour him in every way she could. <br><br>Her blue eyes pierced into his, and she could tell the vitae of Erica coursed in his veins. This only complicated things more as he was clearly head over heels in love with her. She parted her mouth, her fangs exposed and glistening with saliva as she lingered close to his neck. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>21-04-2015, 19:13:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"By trying to make it work. Communicating," Maybe he did fuck things up. But, he had his own desires, had his own plans. Maybe this would be a fuck up in some ways, but he hoped it would bear fruit down the road. Or, at least, not make things worse. <br><br>"We both care about her, but barely care about each other. We need to fix that," What he felt for Erica was probably the closest thing to true love that Cassidy may very well ever see in her entire unlife. And of course, the obsession that vitae causes is just going to crank that up to 11, as the saying goes.&nbsp; And hell, he hasn't drank from her a third time yet... that will probably make things worse, or better, depending on ones view. <br><br>His cock was trapped between their bodies, and he felt like he might even be able to cum if they just grinded for a little while. Her fangs were so close to him, she was so close to biting him and giving him that pleasure once more... that would certainly be one way of getting him to quiet down for a while. And despite all that, despite everything, his lover was still the most dominant thought in his mind right now. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>23-04-2015, 17:08:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br></strong><hr> <br><br><em>"We both care about her, but barely care about each other. We need to fix that,"</em> <br><br>Cassidy's teeth clenched tightly as he spoke, her muscles tensing. What did he know? He was ruining everything. He was the last link to Erica's past, and all she had to do was reach out and snap his fucking neck. Yet, she found herself unable to. Why? Was it because she cared for Erica just as much as Alfred? <br><br>Her head swam with questions. She didn't like second guessing herself, so she returned to doing something she DID have control over. She gripped him by his neck and pulled him close as she covered his neck in firm kisses. "Get on the bed. Now." she commanded in a rough voice. <br><br>When she walked away from him, she slowly began undressing herself, until she stood naked before him. White skin, with not a blemish on it. Large breasts and pale pink nipples that were fully hard. Her naked sex glistened in what could only be his saliva as she walked over to her desk and produced two pairs of hand cuffs. A sultry grin appeared on her face as she sauntered over to the bed, a savage hunger in her eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>23-04-2015, 17:49:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was almost certain he could hear her teeth clenching. His whole body went tense. Maybe he had gone too far, he worried.&nbsp; Yet, maybe the worry was for nothing. She could have harmed him, he knew. But instead, she kissed him, rough and primal, the way it should be. <br><br>"Yes ma'am," He responded right away; perhaps because he had nothing else to say, perhaps because it was just that tone she used, or some mixture of the two. He went straight to the bed, and laid down on it, back on the mattress. He watched her as she stripped down, and the sight of her beautiful, bountiful breasts has his hard-on aching, and brings his mind back to the fact that his balls are starting to turn bluish. <br><br>His eyes travel, eventually, away from her breasts to the dangling bits of metal she was carrying. Handcuffs. He shuddered in pleasant anticipation; he had always wanted Erica to try that with him, but for one reason or another, it just never. Part of him felt bad this was with another woman; part of him was glad at the opportunity to try something that he had fantasized about for so long. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>27-04-2015, 17:19:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alfred<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br></strong><hr> <br><br>Cassidy, after sauntering over back to the bed, rather coldly took his arms and hand cuffed them above his bed and onto the bars of the deal board. The metal was tight, not one of those pink fuzzy cuffs, but kind used to arrest people with. Satisfied with the position poor Alfred was in she gazed her look down his body. <br><br>"So this is what Erica was infatuated with..." she remarked, dragging her nails down his soft warm skin, her hands feeling every muscle and bone underneath the flesh. <br><br>She wouldn't lie. He was easy to look at, especially that erect member that stood erect so proudly. Cass slid up on the bed, crawling on all fours over him as she surveyed her new toy. She bit into his neck briefly, suckling only a bit of blood before pulling her fangs away. <br><br>"My dear Alfred...you are so delicious." she mewed with delight, before kissing down the neck and over his collar bone. Her lips continued on, before nearing his left nipple. She suckled it playfully before pulling her mouth off and biting him just above the nipple. She drank a bit more of his blood.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>27-04-2015, 18:33:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Even if he was laying down, and at rest, his heart was beating with the excitement and anticipation he felt, just like the beating of drums. The cool metal felt strange on his skin, but not in a bad way. He gives her just a playful amount of resistance, but makes no actual effort to make handcuffing him difficult; just enough to hopefully make it a bit more fun.<br><br>"Ahhh, mmmm," The nails on his flesh drew out wonderful little noises of approval, of enjoyment. Just as she seemed to understand at least one aspect of the ghoul that Erica loved so very much, he himself could see why his love had become infatuated with the older vampire woman. Especially those lovely bites that made him feel like he was... high? Yeah, that seemed like a good comparison. <br><br>He squirmed beneath her as she continued to tease him, as the aching in his balls only seemed to become worse as the teasing did nothing but keep him painfully erect. And some part of him was enjoying even that. "Thank you, M...Cass." He groans out the words. for a moment there, it sounded almost like he was going to call her by another name, or perhaps even a certain title, but changed his mind at the last moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>29-04-2015, 14:25:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing!<br></strong><hr> <br><br>Yes, Cassidy liked that. "No, Call me Mistress." she remarked, her breath hot and heavy as she kissed just above the base of his cock, burying her nose into his pubic hair. She could easily open her mouth and sheathe it around Alfred's cock, but why should he get all the pleasure? She eyes his organ and his testicles. <br><br>"Looks like you are about to burst..." she remarked, tracing a delicate finger nail over the two large bulges in his scrotum. "Are you in need of release?" she commented, grinning with an evil intent. The whole time she talked her mouth would graze over the tip of his organ, her breath pouring over the proud tip. <br><br>"Maybe I should...help you out..." said the teasing woman, opening her mouth and nearly lowering it onto his cock before she snapped her mouth shut and pulled away. "Then again, maybe not.." her voice was more playful that Alfred was use to hearing. Clearly she enjoyed teasing him like this.&nbsp; And with his hands handcuffed above him, there was little for the man to do but take the abuse. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>29-04-2015, 16:43:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, Mistress," He responded, with mixed feelings. It felt good to submit and surrender to a powerful woman. But, it's not the woman he wanted to submit himself to. <br><br>He whimpered at her, like a puppy, as she made such subtle contact with his blued nutsack. "Please help me, Mistress. It hurts," He pleaded with her, the handcuffs binding him rattling ever so slightly with the subtle movements of his body.&nbsp; He was so sensitive right now, even her just breathing on him like that felt rather intense. <br><br>Despite that pleading of his, part of him also wanted her to continue to tease and torment him, to drive him wild. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>30-04-2015, 16:40:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing!<br></strong><hr> <br><br>Cassidy's sadistic smile grew wider, as she climbed up on top of him. She leaned forward, kissing him square on the mouth and letting him drink at her lips. Her tongue would dart into his mouth and explore the area while tasting the saliva that coated his tongue. She enjoyed kissing him, as there was something so intoxicating and rewarding about doing so. <br><br>Her pelvis was high in the air, her legs straddled him. She could easily lower her bottom down and let her sex envelop his cock, but she wouldn't give into him that easily. Her large, milk white breasts pressed into his chest as they drank from each others lips. As her hands explored in the forests of his hair, she slowly began to lower herself down. <br><br>It was the tip of his cock that came in contact with the delicate pedals of her moisten sex. They were hot and swollen with need. She would tease him with the feel, churning her hips and pressing her folds into the his piercing tip, but just before he could penetrate and claim her narrow wet channel, she would slide her sex away. <br><br>"Tsk. tsk. I don't think you deserve that, yet." she chastised him with a cruel grin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>30-04-2015, 17:23:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His sentiments, when it came to kissing, were very much the same as hers. He opened his mouth to her eagerly, and her probing tongue would feel his own pressing back against her. <br><br>He loved the feel of her breasts against him, and in time, his gaze would become heavily fixated on them. A brief rattling and shifting of his body shows him testing the cuffs. He wanted to rub them, caress them, lick and suck on them. He was definitely a tits-man, as they say. <br><br>As their genitals came closer and closer to full contact, she would be able to feel him wiggling underneath her. In fact, he even tries to thrust up and into her, just as she pulls away. He whimpered at her again, with his need and his want, but even then, he was enjoying this tease. <br><br>He chewed on his lip, enough to break his own skin but to not draw blood. He was reluctant to say what he was about to, but he also felt like he was slowly going crazy from denial. "Please, Mistress, let me cum. Please." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>30-04-2015, 22:52:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing!<br></strong><hr> <br><br>The older Kindred laughed, which came off as cruel, than genuine mirth. She pressed her sex down, but to Alfred's dismay his cock didn't slide inside of her hot tight body, but instead was trapped between the folds of her sex and his own pelvis. "Why should I let you cum? Don't you want to satisfy me?" she remarked. <br><br>With her words said, she began moving her pelvis back and fort, grinding her sex into his hard cock. To her it felt amazing, having a nice hard organ to rub her sensitive clit up against. Her body shivered with excitement and her breath became shorter and more intense. Her slick wet juices coated his shaft and each time she grind down upon him, his cock tip would threaten to pierce into tunnel. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>30-04-2015, 22:58:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes..." He whimpered out the word, his whole body shaking with a pleasure/frustration-induced shudder. As she continued to grind against him, she would get, every so often, a few drops of pre-cum leaking out of his cock, but frustratingly enough, she knew how to keep him from cumming. <br><br>He neede dsomething else to do, somthing to focus on besides the painful need to release his seed. His eyes once again were drawn to her breasts. "May I suck on Mistress' breasts?" Had his hands been free, he'd have just gone right to it, but bound as he was, that was not really possible at the moment. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>01-05-2015, 19:25:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing!<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>The man's request amused Cassidy. Was he that interested in serving her, at her pleasure and not his own? She mused with the thought. She had known many lovers in her days, and very few of them ever catered exclusive to her desires. Still, Alfred had some redeeming qualities to him. <br><br>With a nod and a happy little moan, Cass leaned up and dragged her breasts across his face so that he could savor the smell, touch, and taste of her amble breasts. She wouldn't tease him with this, deciding he could savor her chest. His cock on the other hand would find no release at the moment. <br><br>She continued to come close to having him penetrate her. Her wet nether lips would begin to part over the tip of his cock but just before plunging down upon his throbbing cock, she would lift up and rub her self up on the under shaft of his cock. It was torture for sure, but she got off on being in control. And judging by Alfred's swollen balls, he got off on not being in control. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>01-05-2015, 20:43:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Part of it was that. He liked pleasing his partners, as Erica could attest. But there was that part of him that wanted to have something to focus on besides his painfully full testicles. <br><br>As her wonderful chest is dragged over his face, his tongue would slip out at times to lick at it, and some times he would kiss, and even suckle.&nbsp; If he got the chance to, he might just practically latch onto one of them, taking in as much of the sensitive flesh as he could into his mouth, and suckling on it with gusto, his tongue rubbing and caressing the nipple. <br><br>And every so often, every so often when Cass is teasing him, she can feel him try to buck upwards. Try to get inside her wet, welcoming folds. Try to grind himself against her. Try, try, and almost certainly fail, to get himself off.&nbsp; And as much as he wanted to cum, wanted the pain to finally subside, part of him was genuinely enjoying this torment. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>04-05-2015, 16:25:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing!<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy mewed with pleasure. She was enjoying being on top and teasing poor Alfred. His little needy jerks of trying to sheathe him inside herself was rather fun to witness. The best part of course was his mouth on her luscious breasts. She loved how he suckled on each nipple, which sent shivers down her spine. She loved having her nipples sucked on, as it had always been a pleasurable spot. <br><br>With Alfred underneath her, she relentlessly teased him. Always the same, nearly letting him penetrate her body, but moving away in the last second. Finally, she knew she couldn't tease the poor boy. She positioned herself a bit better on top, reached between them and guided his cock tip up against the tight folds. She lowered down, letting him pierce into her body and finally his cock was enveloped by the tight wet hole. <br><br>Cassidy moaned aloud, taking him inch by inch slowly until he was sheathed all the way inside. She would rest on his pelvis, not moving but just sitting on his cock and letting herself be filled. It felt great, and instinctively her inner walls clenched and eagerly tried to milk the seed from him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>04-05-2015, 19:57:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				And he loved breasts. Soft, and warm, and all sorts of wonderfulness. Yes, when it came down to sexual characteristics, Alfred's obsession was boobs, and the bigger they were, the better.<br><br>He continued to happily suck, lick, nibble, caress with his tongue. His eyes had closed so he could focus more on the sensations she was creating for him. And finally, finally, he felt that tight, warm wetness of her body wrapping itself around his thick member. "Ahhh, mmm, thank you Cass...Mistress," Yes, he slipped up there a moment, but then he corrected himself. <br><br>It felt so good to be inside her again. But when she doesn't move, sure enough, she can feel him start wiggling beneath her. It wouldn't take much to get him to finally orgasm, and when he does climax within her, it's a surprisingly large load; all that teasing, all that frustration, led to a lot of cum filling up his balls. And now, it was all emptying out into her pussy. He groaned, and sighed beneath her, bucking slightly against her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>06-05-2015, 14:36:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing!<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Cassidy sighed, resting on him as she felt him unleash his seed deep into her body. It quickly filled up her tight hole before trickling out past the stuffed cock in her pussy. She was rather disappointed that he had came so fast before she could start earnestly fucking him. The warm cum did feel nice though. <br><br>"Tsk. Tsk. Someone is being selfish in his needs..." Cass said, her luscious red lips curling into a sadistic grin that bared her fangs threateningly. <br><br>She leaned back, still remaining impaled on him. She ran a hand through her long blonde hair, which then cascaded over the milk white shoulders. Her large breasts glistened with saliva from his earlier sucking. "I'm not done with you, Alfred." she said rather coldly. <br><br>Slowly she began moving into him, working her hips in a circular-grinding motion, while keeping him firmly sheathed inside of the hot confines of a tight little puss. She wanted her own orgasm, and wasn't about to let Alfred off the hook for that. She would make sure that he repaid her kindness, whether he wanted to or not. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>06-05-2015, 15:05:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite cumming already, Cass will happily find that Alfred stayed hard within her. He was already pretty damn virile, and that vitae coursing through his system just made him moreso. "I'm sorry, Mistress..." He whimpered out to her. He couldn't help it, though. He had been so close, had been kept right there so long.<br><br>His body moved beneath her, shifted ever so slightly. The handcuffs rattled a bit with the movement; and every so often, they would continue to rattle, as he squirmed and writhed beneath her. Like most men, after cumming, his cock became majorly sensitive, so this was going to a wonderful hell for him. <br><br>"May I kiss you, Mistress?" He asked, his voice made just a tinge ragged with his increased breathing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cold Nights, Dark Days (THM, LillithTheThird, EtherealGirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealgirl</strong> on <strong>11-05-2015, 15:15:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Own Bedroom<br><strong>Music: None<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing!<br></strong><hr>&nbsp; <br><em><br>"May I kiss you, Mistress?"</em> <br><br>Her ears perked at the man's request. What an odd thing to ask for. Then again, Alfred was an odd person. She slowly moved against him, feeling his cock still hard, even though it was covered with her vaginal juices and semen. Her lips parted to moan, her fangs glistening with saliva as exhaled sharply. Her whole body was hot and moist. <br><br>She leaned forward, his cock withdrawing an inch or two from inside of her body, which was now coated quite well. Some of his seed would ooze out from inside her tight channel as she pressed her soft red lips to his. She kissed him gently, before opening her mouth and sliding her tongue inside of his delicious mouth.<br><br>As they kissed, she worked her pelvis into him, in tight little thrusts. She would moan into his mouth, her breasts squished against his chest as she fucked herself upon his hard swollen cock that was so wonderfully nestled up into her inner soft walls. They clenched, and milked as she moved her whole body into Alfred.
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