The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&gsptGoddess)
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				Title: <strong>The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>16-03-2013, 19:16:44</strong>
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				“That’s enough!” Abel yelled as he pulled the lid off of the large coffin. He couldn’t take the sounds of muffled screams any more. The captain of the ship announced that they could see land finally and he couldn’t stand sitting aside as those whimpers of pain snuck out of the darkness in their cabin. Those dark deep set blue eyes glanced inside and gained a look of distain. The white silk along the lid was ripped and scratched into. There was blood stain over the ruined fabric. As if someone was trying to claw their way out. That someone Abel knew and had regretted bringing her along.&nbsp; “Let her go” The dark haired man stated calmly as he looked down. Abel was around 5’11” in height. His skin the color of alabaster. Features sharp and nearly feminine in their own shape. Rather, he was more beautiful then handsome. He wore a thick coat that was buttoned up his form hiding away his well toned body. It hung to his calves. Under it a pair of leather pants and boots up to his knees. All rather form fitting for the era in time they happened to be. That face was one of pure kindness normally, yet in this moment it looked upset and even attempted anger.<br><br>A gruff deep voice spoke back to him; it was gritty, holding a growl to it. Like a wolf who learned how to speak between its sharpened teeth. “Why are you bothering us?” it asked. <br><br>Abel sighed and looked away; he heard the whimper of the female who lay in the coffin. Her body pressed and held under something stronger and larger then herself. Eyes wide with fright they looked up at Abel and she whispered softly. Her own voice sounding as if it was ragged from her screams and plea’s “Help me” Her tired eyes turned up to the thing that had her captive. She was pinned for its pleasure, held for its disposal. Her legs shivered at its sides, feeling its hips pressed to her own. It looked like a man, but she knew this couldn’t even be possible. His hair was silver white, it draped around her body, and she felt it ticking all the way down to her calves. It was wrapped around her wrists, tying them above her head. His eyes were like ice, his face beautiful and flawless. However he was the most frightening thing she had ever seen. His beauty was a demons lie and her body was the proof of it. A numberless amount of cuts and bites riddled her form; she tried to understand how he was able to get to some places in such a confined space. Her naked form was covered in blood and sweat. She shivered though uncertain if it was from the cold air suddenly hitting her from the lid being opened or pure fear of the beast over her.<br><br>“Let her go” Abel said again softly and the silver haired man only lulled his head back and smiled. Though the girl was covered in blood, this creature’s lightly colored skin was clean. Other then the scratch marks on his body from his victim fighting back. Not a smear of crimson lay on his toned form. He looked out with those ice eyes from between thick locks of silver threads. Even with a messy sort of lay to those thick strands, he was breathless in his features.<br><br>“I am not done yet.” He purred in that deep voice. Abel grit his teeth and tried for a new tactic against this monster.<br><br>“She is a gift for the council, you should stop before you do too much damage and end up spoiling her Kain. She was meant to remain pure dammit!” <br><br>The monster named Kain sighed and looked down at the female. She was small, her hair so pale blonde it looked white. Her eyes a strange purple stared back up at him, and he smiled almost sweetly back down to her. One would think looking at her she was a monster herself. However she merely suffered from a rare pigment, being an albino human. The female whimpered at Kain’s smile, the kindness in it burned her, and hurt her feelings in a way she would never understand. Kain’s fangs came into view and those ice blue eyes shimmered over with a deep red. It sent chills through her and tears formed along her lashes. <br><br>“Tell the man I have not raped you or soiled your body.” The girl whimpered and looked away. Her bottom lip quivering as the tears slid down the sides of her face into her thick pale curls. Her skin was the color of ivory, and other then the knicks and bruises she was beautiful. Her bared flesh pressed to the man’s, and she felt no warmth from his skin. His body hard, she doubted he had ever suffered from missing a meal. At the same time though had worked hard every day of his life as well.<br><br>“He…” She started softly. “He hasn’t raped me.” She stated though she did feel raped. She felt used and horribly violated, her mind and body had been damaged in a sense that made rape seem harmless. Saying such a thing felt like a horrid lie. <br><br>Abel could see it in her expression and wished suddenly he had done something sooner. He glared at Kain and between his teeth hissed. “That’s it! Let her go Kain!” The other seemed surprised suddenly; he sat up slowly, a curtain of silver falling down his marred torso. Nail marks crisscrossing over his strong chest and thick rippling stomach. No blood fell from their angry red marks and it made Abel’s eyes narrow. “Did you just bleed her out and not feed?” He asked and the other looked at him rather sardonic expression.<br><br>“I fed. Anything else, I made her lick off…” He smiled devilishly and the girl sobbed as she was helped out of the coffin. Abel hugged her form to him and hushed her softly. His hands cupping her face before he smiled and leaned in to kiss her softly on the forehead. She pulled away at first, but the moment those soft tender lips of the dark haired man touched her she fell limp with a sigh. Darkness taking her and lulling her to sleep. Abel held her small naked form easily and glared at his brother, Kain, the beast of man. Kain turned and lay back in the coffin, his hands behind his head and a content smile on his predatory face. The girl’s body littered with bites and cuts, she was bruised badly and Abel checked to be sure nothing on her was broken, though it felt as if her ribs were bruised as well as her thighs. <br><br>“What am I going to do with you?” Abel whispered and turned away while lifting the girl’s body. He placed her into another casket that was his own, the inside a deep black satin wouldn’t show stains, but Abel knew later he would be able to smell her when he slept. Kain yawned and those eyes of his became lazy suddenly, looking over at the dark haired man, he smirked slightly. <br><br>“Tell me brother…” he started with a low tone, his voice pitching at the beginning of his next sentence. “Do you enjoy playing the hero for those of less worth?” Abel glanced over his shoulder. The young looking man shrugged before looking away. “I am just trying to keep you from getting into any more trouble. The council is already upset with you, its why we were called here in the first place. Then you have to go and take more chances by ruining the offering” Kain only smiled and reached for his lid. “Wake me when we get to Italy.” The closed it. <br><br>Abel growled out while balling his fists and shouted.<br>“We are THERE!” <br><br>(KAIN)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://img594.imageshack.us/img594/9239/hellocxi.jpg) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/594/hellocxi.jpg/)<br><br>Uploaded with ImageShack.us (http://imageshack.us)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 03:11:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i49.tinypic.com/2rp4eao.png)</div>The port of Naples carried much more attention that day than on most. The air was abuzz with whispers of special guests voyaging into the country and a growing curiosity began to stir among the people of the broad city. Young and old ventured to the shores, eyes wide in excitement, though Natalina De Luca&nbsp; could not say her presence on the port carried an excitement. Having small children running around the house, as well as an extremely nosy mother, meant the oldest daughter had certain obligations, ones she could never quite talk her way out of.<br><br>"Isabella! Antoni! Vieni qi! If you get too far I won't be able to find you!" Careless as all children were, the two continued to run further, causing their older sister to groan and follow after. The two brats never listened to a word she said, even when their parents were present. It seemed the only ones who could quell their lunacy was their oldest brother and, of course, their parents. "Vieni qi!" Her shouts fell on deaf ears as the two brown-haired heads bobbed and weaved through the crowd. "Ugh. Stupid little brats." Finally sick of following the children, Natalina threw her hands in the air, dropping the bottom of the skirt she had been holding up. Her gaze turned to the clear waters, seeing a vessel appear on the brink of the setting sun.<br><br>From the distance, Isabella and Antoni looked at their sister, cackling among themselves. They were selfish little children and rarely listened to a word they said, but it was for a reason they only shared between themselves. Soon, their sister would be leaving the family, swept off her feet into a lifelong marriage that would take her from them forever. It had happened once already, with their oldest brother, Giovanni. When Giovanni married, he took his wife to a rich home in Rome and visited only once a year, and as annoying as the children may have been, they weren't blind. Standing at a simple 5'3", Natalina was a sight to behold, even in such a city as Naples. Long, cascading waves fell to the bottom of her back, half of the thick tresses wrapped loosely atop her head with several strands falling over her face. Beneath the plain, brown dress was the faint view of a gorgeous, slim body, tanned under the strong sun and curved in all the perfect places. When a pair of bright blue eyes turned to look at the children, her picturesque face made them frown, Isabella only dreaming of looking something like her sister.<br><br>"Will you come here now?" She called out to the two, finally receiving the response she wanted. Within moments her fingers were running through the tossled brown hair of her brother, trying to convince the boy to put his other shoe on before moving to fix her sister's messy braid. "You two are too much work. I hope my own children aren't so crazy."<br><br>"With a mother such as yourself, I am sure they will be of perfection," a deep voice spoke from behind her. Natalina rolled her eyes before looking at the face of the speaker, his dark hair slicked back, goatee pointed straight down; he reminded her of a demonic fellow, especially with those strange, sharp gray eyes. "A strong-handed father would sure help, though." Suddenly, he stood beside her, looking out over the rail of the port.<br><br>"I agree. Perhaps I will find such a man someday." Her backhanded comment brought an angry flare to the man's nostrils, a hand tightening on the silver snake head of his cane, though he attempted to keep his face unaffected. The girl had no interest in Spaniard, always gaining a fowl taste in her mouth with his every appearance. Of course, her parents were in love with him, attempting to convince the young Italian to marry the filthy rich man; she refused each time. Obviously, the man was beginning to grow weary, nearly considering the fact that he may have to ask for her hand himself - an unthinkable prospect!<br><br>A tug on her skirt shifted her attention as Antoni jumped up and down, pointing out to the ship that drew ever closer. "La barca! La barca! E qui!" Needing any reason to get away, Natalina took hold of her siblings' hands and walked them towards the enormous crowd that had gathered at the end of the pier, quickly disappearing into it. The Spaniard stared angrily after her before vanishing. "La barca! La barca!" Antoni and Isabella joined the group of children that had pushed themselves to the front of the crowd, waiting for the travelers to appear. The sun was nearly invisible on the line of the water, darkness shrouding the sky as lanterns were lit all along the pier. With the children too excited to go home, she couldn't very well leave, not much caring who was visiting, though something strange did catch her attention.<br><br>Various figures, hidden in shadow, stood in waiting for the ship. Something about them piqued her curiosity and the girl began to make her way through the crowd, towards the shadows. As she drew closer, their words made her pause, eyes widening.<br><br>"Mi aspetto un buon sacrificio."<br><br>"...Sacrificio?" A pair of deep eyes darted towards her, nearly causing the girl to jump backwards. Then, a hush came over the crowd, a welcome distraction manifesting itself as the ship docked. It would only be moments before her eyes would widen even more, though she did not yet realize it. Her attention was on the words she had heard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 03:58:08</strong>
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				A woman came into view from the ship. Her long white hair was pulled back and braided. She had been scrubbed clean and wore clothing made of fine pinks and brown dyed silks. With her stood two men. One towering like some lumbering giant, and moved with the grace of a cat. While the other was only averaged sized. Both wearing top hats and fine coats showing that they too likely had money. The words amongst the crowed whispered as some English words were spoken from the shipmates. So the travelers happened to come from the American colony?&nbsp; <br><br>Others had started to move and file off of the ship, yet none of them catching the same attention as those three. The woman was breathless in her features. Rather beautiful, and yet something about her expression was all wrong. Exhausted, frightened. She looked small and timid and every now and again would cast the larger man a weary smile.<br><br>As for the larger man he was a beast to behold indeed. One of those moments of when you looked as something beautiful and at the same time had no idea what it was you let your gaze set itself on. His hair was all pulled back into a low tie. Some of it had loosened and falling over his shoulder, but the rest was restrained by a red ribbon tied in a lovely bow. Strands reaching to his calves as he towered over everyone else. Eyes seeming to glow in the setting sun. they appeared to be a iced color blue, and just as cold. His gaze was hard to read, rather stern and lazy. A lion who seemed disinterested in those around his massive form. He stood at least 6’4” with broad powerful shoulders and well shaped form. A darkness seemed to fallow around him as well, sucking up any light or joy from those who dared venture closer. <br><br>The counter part, the other man seemed to smile sweetly and chuckled. Now and again leaning closer to the woman to help her and speaking to her softly as they moved around. She appeared even hesitant with him as well, however more willing to fallow his lead then that of the larger silver haired man. All of them pale, like the color of pure cotton. When they reached the docking itself some of the children giggled and ran over. The dark haired man laughed and smiled as he ruffled hair and dug around in his coat pockets. Pulling free fancy wrapped items and handing them out. <br><br>"Ti piacciono I dolci?" <br><br>Little sweetened candies he had brought along with him. The children appeared very excited and didn’t seem to pay attention to the places they moved. The silver haired man appeared to do his best to avoid them. His eyes roaming the area as if looking for someone. <br><br>Even though technology was growing vastly, some things of this world would never change.&nbsp; What came next along road above were carriages waiting. Some of those in the shadows moved out to greet them and whispered as they examined the girl and spoke to the men. The female cast her eyes around in a pleading way before she was ushered off. <br><br>“Lord Mondragon? Did you bring anything with you?” Someone asked and he nodded his head. A few of the crewmembers pulling long trunks and something else that was wrapped in silks. They looked like caskets, but why would they have caskets with them? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 05:36:48</strong>
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				The attention of the crowd grew, whispers running through it. Curiosity forced Natalina to tear her eyes away from the piercing eyes as they, too, turned to the striking woman aboard the ship. She was of certain beauty, there was no debating it, yet something seemed off. A woman who looked so gorgeous, regardless of her strange attributes, should have a bright smile upon her lips, yet her eyes glistened with fear, face twisted in an outstanding form of anguish, yet not a single person seemed to notice it.<br><br>The young brunette followed the Albino's eyes, first gazing at the kind-looking man beside her, finding a faint feminine quirk in his features, before flickering over to his opposite.<em> 'What is he?' </em>He looked like a giant compared to most of the men of the time, especially of those in Italy. He looked young, yet his hair was far too long to belong to someone of his age. It took her nineteen years to grow her hair to its current length, though it stopped growing more than an inch or so a year. To get hair of that length - of that color - one would have to be at least a century old, if not more! Then there were his eyes, those piercingly enticing blue eyes. Swallowing, she stepped forward in the crowd, in front of the few people that had stood before her.<br><br>"Dolci? Grazie! Sorella, guarda! Dolci!" Antoni was hopping about once more, waving around the candy he had received from the dark-haired man. She wasn't sure if she should take the sweets away from her siblings or not, but upon watching another child eat one, she decided it was fine; plus, the female distraction quickly returned.<br><br>Her eyes pleaded for help, yet no one responded. Another step forward was taken by the brunette as their eyes locked. She wanted to help, she was ready to, but when she looked at men stepping out of the shadows and the white-haired man they greeted, her body refused to move. "I-I'm sorry," she whispered to the girl, hoping the others wouldn't hear. She watched her disappear into the carriage and a pang of guilt shot through her body. If there had been a way she could do something, she would have, but it was obvious by the men that had surrounded her that there was no way the lone girl could do any good.<br><br>"Lord Mandragon? Did you bring anything with you?" Attention once again shifted, she felt as if her head would start spinning if her eyes moved around anymore. A line of items was brought from the ship, most seemingly normal, though the last two made her raise a brow. It only took a moment for her to realize what they were. Cimitero E Mausoleo di De Luca was her family's business, one which she visited frequently, so it was easy to pick a casket out of a simple silk wrapping, but why did they have two? One could be for the girl, but then who was the second for?<br><br>"Antoni! Isabella! Vieni qi ora!" The children knew the tone she was using and chose not to disobey for once, appearing before her within seconds. "Casa. Ora." They looked at her confused, not wanting to leave just yet, but a stern look told her they had no choice and were soon running off through the crowd and down the street. Her eyes looked back to the men and she stepped backwards, trying to mix into the crowd, though she bore some of the only bright blue hues in that part of Italy, the others around her of a chocolate brown color.<br><br>Vampiri. What on earth were they doing traveling all the way out to Italy from the American colony? The words she heard earlier, the ghastly pale skin, the ridiculously long hair - it all added up very simply. She had seen them before, wandering through the night as she sat upon her balcony. They were usually fowl creatures, yet her interest was piqued. These did not seem to be the typical, careless bloodsuckers, but did she really want to find out what made them so different? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 06:06:02</strong>
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				Kain turned his head to watch the children run back to the crowd. Why his brother was so kind to humans he would never know. Even now they seemed to jostle and shift over one another to look at strangers. It reminded him of excited puppies that hopped and trampled over one another just to get a look at someone coming closer to their pen. He tried to understand the excitement of it, but realized he had lived for far to long to even remember. Oh, he knew excitement, but not the sort these onlookers displayed. <br><br>Turning his attention back to those attending him and his brother he did not even notice the stern voice of a sister calling for her siblings. After a few moments though he did catch something. A rare rather interesting scent that he had not expected with in the onlookers. Fear.<br><br>Oh what a beautiful rich lovely scent. It was like the sickening sweetness of flowers in the air for him. That lovely taste of chocolate on the tongue when one had gone years with out lavishing in it. He arched a brow and turned his attention to the crowed, looking for any movement that could show where this had come from. His brother busy speaking to the others who had come to greet them to even notice Kain step away and start to loom closer to the crowd. <br><br>Others gasp and looked up at him, speaking and whispering to each other in the awe of his sharp yet handsome features. The coldness of his expression. The scent was growing stronger as some others seemed to look at him and sense that darkness. It was not the same sort of potent sweetness though of the original scent that caught his attention. No, they held curiosity to them too. As well as underlying layers of desire. Arching a brow he rested his weight on a cane he held in his hands and glanced around before he saw something bright flash his direction.<br><br>What a lovely shade of blue. Arching that sharp brow higher he glanced back at his brother who just now noticed him gone. Abel now turning his head frantically as he searched for his brother. They had just arrived and the last thing he wanted was Kain getting them both into trouble. Spotting the larger man he sighed in relief, only to gasp as the silver haired male pushed his way through the crowd and was now in a hunters mode after the girl who gave off such an alluring scent. She had made the mistake of catching the beasts curiosity. <br><br>“Where is he going?” The others asked and Abel paled even more looking back at the greeters. <br><br>“My pardons please.” he whispered to them, his moments worry making him forget to speak in their language. The girl Natalina would soon find herself running right into the thing she was trying to flee. Kain standing before her and smirking as he looked down at her smaller form. The smile was anything but kind however, and as his eyes swept over her, she could likely feel herself being sized up more as a meal then anything else. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 06:38:54</strong>
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				The crowd's words grew louder around her, whispers moving from one set of lips to the other. Natalina's eyes flickered over the people, knowing that none of them knew who the one they were gazing upon so keenly really was. Her own mind betrayed her awareness as it wandered over possible explanations of their presence. It wasn't until the crowd began to shift and spread in various areas that she looked up, catching a glimpse of the white-haired man, though much closer than she remember.<br><br>Taking a step back, she hoped to hide behind a taller man, but it seemed her movement only gave away her position. The man walked straight towards her, leaving no room to hope that he was simply going for a stroll along the port; not like that would have made any sense in the first place. A lump was beginning to form in her throat and she attempted to swallow it. The man's counterpart looked to him, a seemingly nervous expression on his face, which only made her own fear heighten. How had he noticed her?<br><br>A breath caught in her throat as the figure loomed over her, eyes looking her over. She knew he wasn't interested in her body, the amazing blue eyes hungrily gazing down at her, causing her hands to rush to her neck. What was she supposed to do now? What could she say to the man? If she ran, she'd cause a scene and word would get back to her family; but what did that matter if she was dead? Of course, there was no chance he would kill her in front of this crowd, so the only choice left was to stay calm and see if she could talk herself out of the matter. Her hands moved to adjust her hair, pulling it forward so he would not be able to see any of the veins in her neck.<br><br>"My Lord," she gave a small curtsy, eyes looking from the bottom of his cane, slowly up to his face. For what he was, she had to admit that he was deliciously handsome. It was a worrisome thought that had to be quickly shaken away, though as she glanced around, she realized the crowd had opened up a small circle, the women in it practically drooling over the strange man.<br><br>"Benvenuti in Italia." Beneath her rib cage, her heart was beating faster and faster, feeling as if it could burst through her chest at any moment. "Is there... Anything I can do for you?" It wasn't until the question left her lips that she realized how it had been phrased, eyes widely staring up into his.<br><br>The sound of movement hit her ears, the men that had greeted the newcomers shuffling into the carriage. One was left, standing with the other vampire, and she realized they must all have been vampires; it only made sense. Her eyes searched for ways to escape in case he was crazy enough to attack her right then and there in the midst of the Italian crowds. Jumping into the water would get her nowhere, neither would running through the city. In both options, he would easily be able to catch her. A carriage was her best option, but she had no inkling of how quick he was. Nervously, she stepped back slightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 07:00:29</strong>
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				His head inclined at her greeting and then slightly turned to see others had gathered around and encircled them. He had to let his smile curl a bit more. It almost felt as if he was on display and it was intriguing thought. Kain was never much for being gawked at, but in this moment he did take a bit of pleasure in it. Likely due to being trapped on a ship for a few months now. Or perhaps he was a bit drunk from his last meal. He made a small amused sound before turning his attention back to the lovely woman in front of him. <br><br>“I do not speak Italian, but know enough to say thank you.” Her welcome was sweet, though he was pretty certain she felt anything but welcoming to his presents before her. "What can you do for me?" His voice echoed her question and he nearly laughed. However, managed to hold it back as his eyes slipped closed and his head inclined once more a bit in thought. Parting them he lifted only his eyes to watch her. <br><br>Seeing Her eyes blink at him, and he observed her nervous gestures and habits. Doing her best to hide her neck, clear her throat, keep her chest from heaving and yet all of it only told a story of how afraid she really was. He decided to whisper in a tone that was meant for her ears only. “You should be more careful with your reactions to things.” He started. That voice was deep, gruff. At the same time held a deep sensuality. “Are you truly going to flee in this moment? Frightened little rabbit?” He took a step closer and she would hear his intake of breath before the corner of his mouth tugged in a bit of a sideways laying smile. <br><br>“We will meet again.” He told her and she could likely tell from his tone it was a promise. Slowly he turned and started to head back to the others. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 07:38:53</strong>
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				His voice was soft, yet when he repeated her words, she could tell he was holding back a laugh. What a stupid question. She had known it from the second she asked it, but it had already been out. Natalina watched his movements carefully, making sure not to make any sudden ones herself.<br><br>Then her mouth nearly dropped open, though she held herself together, save for the pink flush of her tanned cheeks. The girl had made her feelings far too obvious and the vampire easily picked up on them, but his voice was bringing a completely different sensation to the surface, one she worked much harder to hide. It was rare to hear such strong, masculine voice, so aged and... Shaking the thoughts away, she blinked up at him. The flush in her cheeks was changing from embarassment to anger towards herself. She was definitely far too frightened of this man. If she hadn't reacted in such a way, he would not even know that she existed, but she jumped ahead of herself.<br><br>And suddenly he was even closer, voice so low that none of the curios onlookers could hear his deep tone. Again, she swallowed, motionless as he finally turned and began to walk away from her. Once he was free of the crowd, Natalina quickly pushed through the people, trying to keep a calm facade before she was away from their gazes. Her legs began to move much faster, carrying her away from the port and through the town. When she reached her home, the door was swiftly shut behind her, back pressed against it as if to keep the man out.<br><br>"Bene?" An older woman with tight curls piled upon her head and a surprisingly youthful face stood a few feet from her daughter, waiting to hear what the newcomers were like. The children had told her stories of a giant with white hair and candies, which could not be true. After begrudgingly confirming the seemingly untrue stories, the brunette concluded the day, choosing to skip her dinner and hide in her room.<br><br>Once the city had quieted, she sat upon the balcony, moon high in the air. The warm spring air had her in a simple white nightgown, the frilled edge brushing over her thighs while most of the top laid undone. When alone, she relaxed, not worrying about her troublesome family. Yet that night she gazed out towards the ocean, absentmindedly braiding her as her thoughts wandered to the white-haired man she had met earlier that night. The fear was no longer present as she had spent most of the night cursing herself for feeling that way; though she couldn't deny a small part of her was still slightly frightened at the thought of meeting him again. At the same time, a bit of excitement coursed through her. He was the most handsome man she had ever seen with the most incredible voice. If it hadn't been for the circumstances, she probably would have melted in front of him.<br><br>Sighing, she leaned over the edge of the ornate Roman railing that kept her from falling. The long braid fell over her shoulder, a glass of red wine just barely hanging between her thumb and middle finger. Her pretty blue eyes were glazed over, a small smile on her lips before a quiet song began to leave them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 22:56:49</strong>
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				"Why the prodigal sons have returned." Came a rather board toned voice. It was one of those large rooms that house many of the council. Oh I am sure that one would question who the council are, or think that they would know. Humans tended to believe that monsters were not real, neither were feas, or angels, demons were creatures made to make children behave and angels were the fancy dreams of young girls. Those things though were very real, and the council were creatures of both good and evil natures. The brothers stood there with the girl at their side. Only unlike back on the docks her own silks had been removed and a collar with a chain leashed to her hung loosely in Kain’s own hand. She looked around and shivered at what she saw. So any of these beings didn't even look human! Some had ears, while others had fur. One had large wings while others had horns. They all looked at her and the monsters she kept company with. Both of them bowed and Kain yanked her chain making her fall to her knees with a cry. <br><br>"We bring an offering to his lord Azule and her highness Akasha." The two who sat on thrones above the others stood and came down. one was a man who looked as if he could have been Kain’s brother, the other? A very small female who looked like a young child. Her ice blue eyes bright and keen on every moment made in this room. Azule came over to the girl and looked her over. Those eyes of hers lifted and the twin like image smiled at her. "Please." She whispered. His brows met and he growled low. <br><br>"You have already broken her..." It was a harsh statement. "Kain... You already have gotten yourself into enough trouble. Then you go and bring us a soiled offering?" Abel looked back and forth between the two and bit his lips before clearing his throat. Azule looked at him then back at the taller brother. "I am tired of this..." He turned suddenly and walked back up to his seat. Akasha stood there looking up at Kain with her strange eyes.<br><br>"This can not go unpunished however, I do not see why it should be to server." She turned slightly and pressed a finger to her lips before removing the chain from the human girl. "An albino... Rare in humans, and even rarer for them to be so lovely. You have brought us a treat... or at least would have had you not soiled her with your own hands. She still smells pure, so her blood will at least be tasty, I suppose a damaged toy is better them a completely shattered one." <br><br>Kain sighed and shifted his weight. "That is enough already, either punish me or send me on. I am getting sick of the smell in this room." <br><br>"How dare you!" Snapped one of the females. Her twisted horns to the sky. "You should show more respect to those of higher power!" Kain's brows lifted as he looked over at the lovely looking female. <br><br>"Higher power?" He chuckled at that and sighed. Akasha smiled however and tilted her head. The female was short, standing only at 5’ as he towered nearly two feet over her smaller form. She wore a tight black dress made of pure lace. It hid little of her well formed curves and structure. Truly a beautiful woman, but it seemed to be a trait amongst the monsters to be either to beautiful, or to terrifying. <br><br>The vampire queen only chuckled softly, she was really the only one in the group that Kain listened to and respected, his words and rejection only amused her. “Now, now my beautiful first born. Watch that temper in this den of lions.” She told him and he snorted glaring at the others. “I want you to get to your home, get comfortable and when you return in a week we will discuss your punishment then.” Kain nodded his head and turned. “Be a good boy until then.” She called out. As the two brothers left she chuckled. Azule calling down to her.<br><br>“You let the two of them get away with to much.” He said and Akasha shrugged her shoulders. “That could be said for many in this very room. Some times with wild animals one has to have more patience with them rather then a firmer hand.” <br><br><br>(End chapter 1) 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 05:38:29</strong>
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				[Chapter 2]<br><br>The streets were flooded with colors of every possible hue draped over balconies, lantern posts and every open doorway. The first day of Carnevale was upon the city of Naples and it would be mere hours before the streets were filled with the smells and sights of festivities. Each person would be dressed in elaborate costumes, faces covered with beautifully painted porcelain masks, animosity holding a sense of romantic mystery over the heads of every attendee. Every year so far had been absolutely mystifying. Unfortunately, this one was already being ruined.<br><br>"La decisione è finale! Si andrà con lui!," screamed the red-faced woman at her daughter, tightened curls barely moving even as her head shook in anger. It was unfathomable that her daughter would attempt to refuse her own mother, let alone for such a ridiculous reason. Lord Santiago was a charming man of Spanish origin, speaking fluent Italian and carrying more gold than most of Naples could even wish to ever see. He was the man that wished to take their daughter's hand in marriage, yet the foolish girl would go nowhere near him, hissing horrible things about him being the devil. Maria DeLuca sighed, head shaking in dismay as her daughter finally stopped fighting.<br><br>Outwardly, Natalina was brooding, but she couldn't help the excitement she felt towards the festivities she would be attending that night. She had already thought of a way to lose herself in the crowds and actually enjoy the Carnevale, without the depressing eyes of Mario Santiago boring into her all night.<br><br>Behind the girl, her mother loosened her hair, large, swirling curls falling over her shoulders, back and chest. Soon, her lips were painted a deep red and eyes darkened dramatically, though her parents felt it took away from her 'virginal appeal'. An easy retort was to remind them of her mask, pale pink lips and rosy cheeks painted on to a white face; the bait was quickly taken. Another mask painted exactly as her own face was hidden beneath a shawl she would temporarily carry. As soon as she was free of the Spaniard, she could enjoy her night.<br><br><hr><br>An elegant gold-trimmed carriage arrived at the doorstep. The inside was lined with red silks and velvet's, offering the utmost comfort. Natalina looked through her mask as the man across from her, his costume matching the overly decorated carriage, even carrying gold tassels at the edges of his sleeves; it was a good thing he couldn't see the eye roll she offered when he asked how she liked his 'new fashion'. Natalina's own costume seemed strangle simple. A light blue dress with long sleeves and a skirt that dragged over the ground. White ruffles covered her chest with faint white linings running through the bodice. Altogether, it was nothing special, and Santiago knew it. When they stepped out of the carriage, eyes turned to gaze at the wealthy couple, raising an obvious shuffling of surprise. The girl seemed so plain beside the man.<br><br>"Please, lead the way." Santiago smiled at her request, too good to wear a mask, before walking ahead. In only a few steps, his head was mixing into the crowd and the girl slipped into a nearby alley. The blue dress was easily pulled off and tossed behind a nearby bench, shawl-wrapped mask quickly following as her specially created mask was set neatly onto her face. A few curled strands of hair fell forward, framing the mask perfectly. When she stepped out of the alley, adoring gasps quickly hit her ears.<br><br>A black, laced corset covered her torso, showing off her tiny waist while pushing her breasts up and together - the corset obvious as a bodice -, though not quite as exaggerated as most of the women at the festival. The skirt was still puffed out, swaying as she walked, and a couple of two-inch thick sleeves rested below her shoulders to keep the dress from sliding right off. It's deep red was covered in various layers of red and black lace, a faint shine to them making it shimmer with every step. Her tanned skin seemed to stand out even against the dark gown.<br><br>"Carnevale," she whispered beneath the mask, a smile playing along her reddened lips. Barely seconds passed before she found herself moving through the crowd, gazing up at all the gorgeous decorations and elaborate costumes. She didn't even notice the eyes on her every where she went.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 06:36:27</strong>
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				“Oh look at all of this, if we where back in New York imagine the uproar from the Catholics?” Abel chuckled and shook his head as his eyes held the sights. He was excited like some twittering bird, it was no wonder his own costume was rather matching to that of a peacock. Tailored tail coats that had the extravagant feathers etched into the fabrics. Giving that darkened eye of the peacocks tail with all the trimmings. Lace peeking out around his wrists. Shirt all the way to his neck with a neat little bow tied in place. A vest under it with a matching design however a brighter color of aqua. His own hair was French braided back and tied off with silk. A pair of pants custom fitted with black leather boots clean to his knees. His own mask only covered half of his face and had ribbons and tassels hanging at the sides. With a beak like design giving him more of a bird like effect. Mean while he twittered away and made Kain roll his own eyes in exhaustion. <br><br>“I am surprised you would say such a thing since Italy is filled with…” The taller man paused for effect. “Catholics.”&nbsp; Kain on the other hand had gone with something of a different fashion and a bit more Asian in its feel. A more traditional style of hanfu. The colors ranging from reds, to blacks and gold. Normally the embroidery in such a fabric would be dragons, or cranes. But the male had managed to find someone who was able to actually make images of wolves for him. The sleeves belled and lined at the hem with white fur. The obi was low around his body and the upper half wrapped rather loosely. Normally such clothing was form fitted, but the vampire liked to breath, so it hung open a bit to show the lines of his power chest.<br><br>His own mask was pushed up out of his face, resting on top of it. However, if one could see it, they would know that it was shaped like that of a white wolf. Would that be such a surprise really? A majestic animal of power, and able to capture the mind with both wonder and dread? His hair was pulled into thousands of long decorated braids. All strung down his back and front of his tall figure. Feathers and beads decorating them at some of the ends. Shorter strands around his face hanging loose and framing his features. The good thing about being a vampire was at times if he wished it, no one would notice him. His powers giving off a strange sort of aura that made others just walk past him and not take notice. It was a good thing to, he towered over most of them and it would likely draw a lot of unwanted attention his way. He was grateful that this was all outside to, the smell of many of the females was loud in a single word. <br><br>As if the woman bathed themselves in perfumes that usually burned his nose and senses. His eyes the color of ice with a tint of blue to them swept over the others. Females drew his attention, and many would likely not want what he had to offer. The male took pleasure in some rather sadistic things, even for the most opened of woman. It was the nature of his pleasure. “Can we go home now?” he asked and Abel sighed before taking a few steps away. <br><br>“No, you’re here on orders from her highness and the others are also here to. It is not often that our kind can come out into the open this completely and others mingle with out the fear of what it is they dance or drink with. Stop being such a pain in the ass and enjoy yourself.” <br><br>Kain sneered. Enjoy himself? With humans? The smell of them alone was enough to make his stomach turn. “They should be slaughtered.” he said in a lazy tone as he looked down at his sharp talons. Abel however had chosen to ignore him and wondered off to gossip and get to know others. Kain on the other hand was left along with an expression of both irritation and yes, can you believe it? Boredom. <br><br>Finally he decided why not? So wondering about on his own he stopped to buy some mead and walk the streets. People watching so to speak and do what he did best, find himself alone and enjoying the moment of being away from his chattering box of a brother. Turning a corner he was startled as he looked down in time to see something rather lovely nearly run into him. He side stepped at the last moment and continued on before blinking at the familiar scent. Turning his head again he glanced back. Arching a brow. “Hm, if it isn’t the little frightened rabbit…” he said to himself and then pulled his mask down over his breathless hard features to stalk the pretty and see what she was up to. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 06:02:35</strong>
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				"Grazie!" Natalina had managed to find herself a stand handing out flutes of champagne, quickly maneuvering through the crowd to find one in her hand. In her movement she had glimpsed a tuft of white fur, though paid it no more than a wandering glance as she focused on the drink she had acquired. It only took a moment to push the porcelain mask out of her face, allowing it to rest slightly turned on her head. The loose strands of chocolate brown hair that had been hanging in her face were gone, revealing a deeply painted smile and bright aquatic eyes the shined lighter than the ocean itself, yet held a mysterious glow behind black paints.<br><br>She brought the glass of the flute to her lips and tipped it just enough to taste a small sip of the bubbly liquid. Her gaze traveled from person to person, taking in every detail of every mask and costume. Some were radiating with bright yellows, pinks and oranges, while others had darker, more mischievously-laced decorations; the mixture was quite a sight. One design caught her eye, looking like something out of a an old Asian picture book her sister loved, decorated with feathers and marvelous teals. With the name at the tip of her tongue, an unwelcome distraction suddenly appeared.<br><br>"Senorita, you are absolutely overflowing with surprises, aren't you?" Natalina looked at the lipstick on her glass, turning it to see the Spaniard she had fled from behind her, thumb and pointer fingering his goatee. "I had thought I merely lost you, but I see now that you were changing into something much more... Delicious."<br><br>Her eyes rolled, finally turning to look up at the man with the most innocent expression she could muster, as well as the best broken English she could speak. "Eh, I am sorry, signore. You must be look for other lady." With a polite bow of the head, she moved to walk away.<br><br>"No, no, senorita. You are the only creature I have ever seen with such magnificent eyes, you cannot fool me." A hand gripped her wrist tightly, far tighter than it should have been; she winced. After turning back to look at him, she gave a dramatic sigh, quickly thinking of an excuse for trying to get away from the man. He didn't scare her in the least, as he probably should have at that point. Rather, he disgusted her, pure and simple. Regardless of how she looked at the man, she could not find a single ounce of appeal in him.<br><br>"I apologize, I simply... I could not show you my true side, in fear of you rejecting me. It would be torturous to my parents." It was a bold-faced lie, but he accepted it as if she were complimenting him. A devious smile crept on to his lips as his grip pulled her closer to him, much closer than she ever wanted to be. A look of disgust spread over her face, as if she had smelled something truly fowl. Her eyes searched for something to distract the man, or at least a reason for her to get away from him before she chose to vomit. Then a tuft of white fur caught her attention, the wolf mask coming into view.<br><br>"Giorgio! Buonasera!" Pulling away from the surprised Santiago, she quickly found herself standing in front of the wolf mask. It was her scapegoat, making Santiago think she had found an old friend, which quickly made him back away. Somehow, she didn't realize how tall the man was, how familiar his white hair was. Instead, she thanked him for not acting as if they did not know one another.<br><br>Her eyes hovered over his robe, sparkling as they took in the intricate designs and images of wolves. The fur at the edges looked softer than silk; it took everything in her not to reach out and touch it. "Your costume is breathtaking, signore." Aquatic eyes flickered up, a strange feeling prodding at the back of her head as she looked nearly a foot up towards his eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 06:57:29</strong>
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				Having watched the display Kain found himself amused. What a nice little spicy female. He could tell by the way the other spoke and looked to her that he was indeed interested in her in more ways then one. That and he could smell the arousal as well as sense her disgust. He chuckled and had started to turn to leave her on her own. Enjoying her discomfort had been enough to actually lighten his mood. What he had not expected was the way she rushed in front of him suddenly. Blinking down at her from behind his mask he smirked and turned his wolf mask face over to regard the other man.<br><br>Offering his arm to the young woman he waited for her to take it before leading her away. Reaching out as well to take his own flute of crystal and moved up closer to her. “I take it you are not pleased with your company?” That voice smooth as it spoke in English. When they faded into the crowed he pulled away from her long enough to push his mask up out of his face. <br><br>That paled complexion looked down at the breathless woman. Arching a brow he licked his glass before taking a drink of it. “Mmm, my you look delicious.” he said backing her up against a wall and placing his hand on it. He bent down a bit and his cool hair fell over his shoulder. Tracing their tickling strands along her flesh. “So you fell from a demon, into the arms of a devil…” The corners of his mouth curling in a slight smile as he took another sip from his flute and gave her a wicked grin. The imagines flashing through his mind anything but romantic. Nearly ready to just turn her around and lift her up against the wall. Let the humans watch as he drained and fucked her, before tossing her body to the side for the dogs on the street to eat. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 07:24:45</strong>
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				Relief flooded through the girl when she saw the arm held out, her own free arm wrapping around it. Although she wasn't sure why, Natalina felt strangely comfortable walking along with the stranger, rather than a man she actually knew - for the most part. Her head shook at his words, glancing back towards the angry Spaniard as he mixed into the crowd. "Not in the least," she spoke. In the back of her mind, she noticed how familiar his voice sounded, yet it didn't quite click. Until his mask was removed.<br><br>"Vampiro," she breathed, looking into his hypnotizing, icy eyes. His movements had her pressed against a wall, mind racing as her eyes darted around at the people in the crowd, though no one seemed to notice them. Was it some strange magic he was using to keep them from being noticed? Or was it simply the air of the Carneval that kept everyone from caring?<br><br>"Ah--" The tickling white hair cut her off before his words did, sending an almost unnoticeable shiver down her spine. The man she had been with just moments earlier made her skin crawl, yet this one gave her a completely different reaction. Her gaze moved from his face to his bare chest, the way he stood allowing it to fall open more. He was much more toned than any man she had known. Swallowing, her eyes shifted to the arm beside her head, then his face once more. It was obvious his thoughts were far from pure, the wicked grin being more than enough proof.<br><br>It was strange, though, that fear was not coursing through her as it did the first time they saw one another. Instead, there was a faint sense of excitement in her pounding chest as it rose and feel, straining inside the corset. "You place yourself so high as to consider yourself the devil himself?" Apparently, she was going crazy. Her mind was screaming to stop talking, to flee from the beast before he slaughtered her as he had hundreds, if not thousands, of others. If she ran, he couldn't chase her, not through this crowd. And yet she stayed, frozen against the wall, gazing into those captivating orbs. Natalina swallowed, knowing she would likely die that night, but would it be so bad if it were by such handsome hands? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 08:04:17</strong>
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				Eyes traveled her form as her own caressed his. Watching the way her cleavage rose and fell as she panted heavily for breath. He could hear her heart pounding and it sang to him like some sweet siren’s song. Making him dizzy and his mouth salivate. Iced orbs lifted to look back into her own lovely orbs. “I do not compare myself to the devil, I simply stated being one. Do you believe there is only one devil in the underworlds? Or that there are layers of different sorts of monsters?” He smirked and let his eyes move over her form again. <br><br>“I wonder…” He whispered to himself more then to her. Would she scream? Whimper? Cry? Would she let her passion flow? The vampire had a talent of his own. He could rape a woman and have her want more of it. The way blood looked on tanned flesh like hers was beautiful. <br><br>He smirked at her, smelling her arousal, interesting. He loved having this affect on females. Their sweet fear, tingled with want and desire. He fed off of it like a fine wine. Taking a deep breath of her and knowing that she was his if he wanted. It was exciting really. “You smell so ripe. I bet your still a virgin huh? One of those sweet little things that no one even knows would have a darker side to her wants.” He was grinning a bit. <br><br>“Under it all, your just a naughty girl. Your not afraid of me killing you, your afraid of me using your body and you liking it. Oh the things I would do to you.” his hand moved from the wall to caress the backs of his fingers down her cheek before he suddenly gripped her chin and forced her head to the side. Leaning in he took a deep breath of her neck and exhaled a hot breath along her. Thumb caressing along her jaw line as he purred in her ear. <br><br>With his other hand he reached and gripped her wrist. Taking her hand he lifted it so that she rested it against his own powerful chest. One would imagine he lacked a heart beat, but she could feel it pounding powerfully under her hand. “Feel that?” he whispered to her. “Now imagine it inside of you.” Interestingly enough Kain was being sweet in this moment. Normally the male would have drug her off by now and beaten and fucked her senseless. However, she was to much fun in this slow moment to just waste in such a way. Parts of his mind dancing with the ideas of returning for her again later. “Each beat a hard thrust against your hips as you cry out and grip me for dear life.” <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 06:32:54</strong>
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				His question made her blink, unsure of how to answer. The confusion was piling up in her mind. Of course there were other monsters out there, not just the demons and devils she had heard of, but others. If it wasn't for the words cutting through her thoughts, she would have likely gotten lost in them.<br><br>Looking up, she wondered curiously what the devious man was thinking, her question quickly answered. A faint tinge of pink crept onto her cheeks when he questioned her virginity, averting her eyes towards the cobblestone ground. Tradition and custom called for a woman to keep her virginity until her wedding night. It was something Natalina's parents made sure she held fast to, yet at that very moment, she couldn't care less about keeping her 'little gift'.<br><br>"No, I--," the tinge on her cheeks grew brighter. Could her read her thoughts, her feelings, as in the stories? Was it actually possible? Then again, anything was possible. After all, she was being held against a wall by a vampire, an extremely alluring one that sent a chill through her entire body with just the brush of his fingertips. A surprised whimper left her as his soft touch turned into something much more forceful. His breath warmed her neck and chest, eyes fluttering closed. With his closeness she could smell him. Whether it was his natural scent or some fancy American cologne, she was unsure, but it was delicious.<br><br>The hand wrapped around her wrist made the girl's eyes snap open, moving from his face to his chest. Wide as saucers in disbelief, she couldn't look away from the chiseled chest, almost seeing her hand bounce with every beat of his heart. "How?" Voice a whisper, her fingers rubbed softly against the skin, unable to understand how a creature who was supposed to be dead could have a heartbeat - how he could be so warm. A gasp left her lips involuntarily, echoing in her ears as images flooded her mind. There was no way to deny that his words had an affect on her, painting a perfect picture for her imagination.<br><br>Had the night air gotten hotter? Air seemed scarce as her breathing increased and she searched for a way to remove herself from the vampire's presence; which probably would have happened if she was looking hard enough. Although she should have tried to flee long ago, something drew her nearer to the man. Her hand flattened against his chest, the shattering of the glass she had been holding falling on deaf ears as the other moved up, slipping beneath the robe to rest beside her other hand. Something had taken over her, something she couldn't control as the space between them closed slightly, back a couple inches away from the wall. From where she stood, looking up made her realize how large her really was, which only made her wonder if the rest of his body was the same.<br><br>"What are you?" Making an attempt to dull her thoughts, she peered curiously up at him, though there was an underlying layer of lust hiding in her eyes, one she knew she couldn't suppress for very long. Her thoughts kept wavering. A gust of wind blew several strands of hair in front of her eyes though the full feel of it was blocked by the giant that seemed to be keeping her much warmer than a Spring night should have.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 14:58:44</strong>
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				The shattering of glass as the champagne flute fell was musical on the ground. The corner of his lovely lips tugged and the larger man found himself just watching her. When both hands touched his chest he tipped his head back ever so slightly, more of his braids falling over his shoulders and moving along her arms. The silks of his robes would feel soft on the places her flesh brushed against it. Those iced colored orbs seemed to glow as they regarded her. Watching her fall under what she may have considered to be a spell. When it boiled down to it however, Kain used no powers. His hand fell away from her face and he lifted his own glass to his mouth to lightly sip it, staring at her over the brim of it. As others passed them on the streets no one seemed to really notice them. All the better, he had no desire for them to be bothered either. For now he was amused, and that was something he would taken pleasure in. <br>&nbsp;<br>Her voice was soft when she spoke, laced with her accent and her eyes looking so innocent and curious. The longer she stood around him the less afraid. Ah, but that was the trap was it not? The workings of the devil. The charm of the monster bringing a victim in and luring them into a false sense of comfort. Then striking. She would not be the first, and likely not the last either. He would give her this, she was the first in a long time he would play with in such a way. Yes… a game… why not have her agree to something. Make a deal. And then? She would be his. Such a game could be endless fun and when he owned her, she would learn to whisper those words he so enjoyed hearing. <br><br>The question caused his brows to meet his thoughts to scatter. What was he? Indeed… first off he was a very old man. Next, he was cursed into becoming something so unrecognizable to what he had once been, it was baffling that it could have possibly once been sweet. His hand rose once more, and wrapped around her throat. Not hard at all, the hand was large, the grip commanding, but not in a single way did it show any other need for harm. Merely more of a sort of guiding way to command her to move as he wished. Pulling her closer, closing those inches between them. Kain’s head tilted to the side and his face came closer to her own. His breath sweet with champagne as he spoke in that low grumbling wolf like voice. “I am something you should run away from, and never look back at. However, tonight?” He grinned and she could see the glint of his fangs. “I am a guest in an old country to a woman trying to flee from a demon. Be warned child, you may have been better off in the arms of your Spaniard then here in the presences of something like me.” Leaning in more she would feel him nip her chin lightly and then suddenly he pulled away. <br><br>Turning he looked down the street and took her hand, before pulling her roughly along. “Come.” he said to her. “This night is still young, and I find myself in the mood for your company. Show me your city, and perhaps for the time being, you will not suffer the chances of countless others.” <br><br>At least. Not now. By the end of the night however, she may find herself making a deal with the devil, and a slave to his merciless whims. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>21-03-2013, 02:56:02</strong>
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				Skin smoother than she had imagined pulsed beneath her hands. Silk robes and soft hair brushed over her arms. Every slight touch made a smile begin to tug at the corners of her dark lips, threatening to break out and reveal even more weakness towards the man. If she in any way showed that she was enjoying his company, it would be impossible to convince him to allow her to live. Oddly enough, she had already given up on the thought of making it out of his presence alive. He was a creature of the underworld and one that, regardless how tender he may be at fleeting moments, would never allow his prey to remain breathing; the only question was how long he'd let her heart continue to beat.<br><br>Natalina inhaled as a large hand wrapped around her throat, though she did not flinch. His touch was not intended to bring harm, she knew that somehow. Her hands were then trapped against his chest with no space left between them. Blinking, she looked up, only to see how close his face was, a curios look on it. Wide eyes gazed at his gleaming fangs. One could only imagine how far in they could press, how it would feel to have them sliding through her skin with experienced ease.<br><br>The feel of nip on her chin made the girl's eyes close in a long blink before slowly opening. <em>What was that?</em> Confusion was evident on her face but quickly disappeared as her hand found itself in his, only to be pulled forward. "Wha--" A laugh burst from deep in her chest, a soft airy laugh that could only be heard by an endearing friend. The vampire wanted a tour. It was all too amusing to her that the beast wanted a tour of the city instead of devouring her as she thought he would have preferred. Unsure of what to think of the situation, she merely smiled and allowed her hand to relax comfortably in the large hand.<br><br>As they moved forward, her pretty new high heels clicked on the cobblestone with every step, eyes remain bright even as they stepped out of the lights of the festivities and began to walk through the city. The Carnevale was held in the Piazzale de Vincenzo Tecchio that year. Venturing away took them to the East and she spoke, voice almost melodic in the night air.<br><br>"To the Southeast is the sea. The port upon which you arrived is a ways down the coast." Walking down the Viala di Augusto quickly brought them to the Piazza Italia, a grandly decorated Villa for wealthy visitors in that part of the city. With each notable place they passed, she gave a short story or a few interesting tidbits, knowing there wasn't too much of interest in Naples. Though when she thought of Rome, her eyes seemed to smile.<br><br>"Rome is much more fantastic, filled with rich history. It is beautiful there with something new to do each night. I don't think I could ever get tired of Rome, but I have only had the chance to visit once, when my brother married." A faint wrinkle appeared on the bridge of her nose as she considered the reason for her visit. Her brother's wedding had been wonderful but his wife was an absolute terror and she seemed to be rubbing her pretentiousness off on what was once an extremely lovable man. Now he was just a selfish aggravation. "I miss Rome," she murmured, more as an afterthought than a point of conversation.<br><br>Stopping at the edge of a grassy field, she looked up. "Over these hills is a much less populous part of the city. The people on that side have businesses in this part, so we-- they can afford to live further out of the crowded areas." It looked as if she were staring into the thick veil of trees that littered the hills rather than silently scolding herself for possibly revealing where she lived. While Natalina felt in no way troubled by being used and killed by the vampire, she wanted him far away from her family. Her parents were hard-working folk and her siblings too naive to be deprived of their innocence by a beast of the night. Regardless of how she writhed under their continuous scrutiny, they were family and family always came first.<br><br>"We can go further." Her still bright eyes gazed up at him and she suddenly realized something. "What is your name, vampiro?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-03-2013, 05:40:39</strong>
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				The laughter she let out made him smirk and arch a brow at her. Interesting that a female who was so uncertain around him suddenly found her voice. Her fear was turning into something else and he found it t be amusing. What a queer human woman. Her ability to relax around him when knowing what he could do to her was either impressive or stupid. In the end he summed it up as her nature. Perhaps she was a poor woman? The poor seemed more easy going and submissive then those of wealth.<br><br>Kain decided not to bother hiding anymore. He smirked and pulled his mask back a bit more so some of his shorter strands of hair fell across his features.&nbsp; His powers moved off of the both of them and suddenly others seemed aware of him. Many looked and stared, made comments and blinked at the large man wondering with the little woman. His iced colored eyes taking in the surroundings as she spoke and pointed out things. He could easily keep up with her, at times becoming distracted with the surroundings instead. <br><br>When she started to speak of Rome he arched a brow and glanced at her. Letting her hand go his own moved behind his back and he watched her before smirking a bit. What passion she held in her voice, so young and desiring of things. “I see.” He said simply as she spoke of missing it. A single visit and she missed it that much? He looked away and found himself lazy of her human whims and cute desires. What it must have been like to miss places of a single visit? Truth be told Kain was very old, his age seemed to stretch years beyond understanding. Seeing many changes, and many things repeating themselves over and over. <br><br>Her bringing him to the edge of the city and talking of those with business before correcting himself he smirked at her. Ah, so she wasn’t of a poor family per say, but something more. Those eyes of his lifted to look at the hills again. So he would find her there when the time was needed? Good. The next question made him look back down at her and he turned before leaning against a railing there. Crossing his arms over his well formed chest, that deep purring voice spoke to her once more and he inclined his head. “Kain Mondragon.” He said, the last name pronounced more mun while the last part dray gen. iced colored eyes regarding her. “That man? Tell me of him. The one you fled from, young Natalina.” He spoke her voice softly, and she may wonder how he had come to learn it. Needless to say when Kain took interest in something, he learned many things ahead of time. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>21-03-2013, 06:24:32</strong>
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				She pulled in a long breath of the air around them, loving the smell of wood mere meters ahead of them mixing with the faint saltiness from the sea yet so far away. Everything about the night time made her smile and enjoy it that much more. Although she was quite used to running about in the warmth of the sunlight, the night held so many more surprises and mystery to discover. Everything just seemed so brilliant in the darkness.<br><br>"Kain Mondragon," she repeated, feeling the name roll off her tongue. It was an interesting name, something she had never heard. While it could be an old Grecian or Irish name, there was the fact that he could be anywhere from twenty five to one thousand and twenty five - if not older. His hair certainly gave a confusing mixture of youth and age between the beauty and length it held and the color it lacked.<br><br>Her head turned away when he questioned her, taking a moment to consider her answer before she spoke. Was there any reason to lie to the man at that point? Somehow how he found out what her name was. Asking about it would be pointless since he obviously knew people in the city. One of them was bound to at least recognize her and be able to acquire her name for him. And it wasn't like he hadn't shown any interest in her that first night they met, his words becoming truth.<br><br>"Lord Mario Santiago. Or was it Count? I'm not sure. Either way, he sailed into town one day on his expensive ship in his expensive clothes and wowed half the city. My father brought him home for supper after some visit at the mausoleum, having apparently talked me up all day, and decided we should be married." Natalina leaned against the rail, hair falling over her shoulders as her body pressed over it. If he could see her face he'd know how disgusted and annoyed she was. "He is a pig. A disgusting swine that expects to be loved for his money and to get everything he pleases. He has no real power or significance to his name except that money. Conceited bastard, if you ask me," she grimaced at the thought of having to marry such a man, once again thinking of her brother and his wife.<br><br>Her eyes turned up to the moon, sparkling radiantly in its light. "I will die before I marry that fowl creature." Voice dripping with venom she pushed away from the railing with a heavy sigh. The mask was pulled fully off her head and she ran a hand through her long curls, tossling the strands about. They fell careless about her face before she looked back up at the vampire. A faint smile rested on her lips. He really was a handsome man, much more charming than she expected of such a devilishly beheld creature. Much more of a real man than Santiago.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>22-03-2013, 03:47:49</strong>
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				Eyes as lazy as a sleeping predator looked about before glancing in her direction. His head lulled back slightly and the moonlight danced along is silver braids. Those iced colored orbs seeming to stare at her for some time as he seemed to consider a few things. So that man was her fiancé? And clearly not one she wanted to work things out with? A grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. Ah, so that’s what it was. The woman wanted to be free, but better yet, wanted to be won. What a waste of time. Kain had no time to chase after those out of his reach, no, not when he could hunt them and force them to his own desires and whims. Those eyes narrowed a bit as he imaged the things he would likely do to this young piece of flesh. His nostrils flared a bit at her scent and he pushed off the railing before turning and placing his hands on them. The calmed beast shook his head.<br><br>“You’re a fool you know that.” He told her flatly. “A woman of your age in this time is lucky to have such a man seek her out. Someone who could provide for her. All you would have to do is pump out babies and look pretty for him. Yet your selfish, you want your own desires, your own freedoms as if you have that right to begin with. Your family would likely benefit from it as well, seeing as he would have to pay them for you, or provide something to them. It is natural of a young woman to be afraid, but not you… you just want nothing to do with any of it. What a worthless waste of time.” <br><br>He was baiting her. Kain came from a time when a woman was not just an equal, she was everything a man needed. Yet she would not know that of him. Not know that he too once had enjoyed such a woman for himself. No one like her ever lived again, unless you counted some of the queens over time, yet even then nothing like her. His thoughts shoved harshly away. They did nothing good for him, if anything they angered him further and made him that much more bitter. His soft features faded into something a bit more hard and he turned on her. Gripping her wrist and pulling her closer. “what would you want of a man? If him not to litter you with pretty words and make your life happy? Do you feel you deserve more then a rich man and his trinkets for offering?” He looked down at her and then smirked. Letting her go he stepped back. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>22-03-2013, 04:42:43</strong>
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				Blinking, she stared at the man in disbelief as he spoke. With each word, anger began to bubble up inside her. Aquatic eyes narrowed at the back of his head, glaring into the white strands. A woman of her age? He expected nothing more of her than to be a simple house and trophy wife. As if she had no mind of her own, no right to wish for a better life for herself than to be the toy of someone who had no actual emotional attachment to her. The thought made her hands clench and unclench and her gaze shifted to the sky, attempting to keep some sense of calm.<br><br>Just as her mouth opened to retort, his hand once again grabbed hold of her and she stumbled forward, much closer to him than she wished to be at that moment. Natalina pulled her wrist back as he stepped away, a hand rubbing it absentmindedly. Her thoughts swam, indecisive of which should be voiced first. Then her voice finally came out, obviously angered.<br><br>"It is not me who is the fool, my lord." She nearly spat the last two words. Normally bright blue eyes grew darker, resembling a shining jewel of navy rather than a happily tumbling sea. "I wish for a man who loves me, honestly loves and cares for me. One who would go to the edge of the earths simply to see me smile. Not one who would throw expensive trinkets at me and expect me to quietly accept anything he says. That is not a marriage, it is a farce."<br><br>A swift turn sent her hair rushing to the side, the skirt of her dress twirling around her, while the porcelain mask that had balanced upon her head flew to the ground and shattered. Only her head turned enough to allow him to easily hear her speak. "A woman is nothing without the love of a man, and a man is nothing without the love of a woman. Each is a half of a soul that cannot live happily if it is not whole." Stepping forward, she paused once more, gazing up at the moon. "You would think someone of your wisdom would understand such a thing, but it seems I was wrong. You're just another bloodthirsty vampire without a soul." Heels clicked once again as she walked forward in search of a carriage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>22-03-2013, 05:01:01</strong>
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				Watching her rage made him smirk. When it boiled down to it, Kain loved a woman who stood up for themselves, they made such fun pets. For many reasons. He never had much fun with someone who just rolled over and took what he threw at them. So he jabbed, poked, said things. Her anger? It was something of his will. His provocation had caused her to snap and he glanced down at the broken pieces of her mask as they lay lonely on the ground. A shattered remains of a free evening gone. He chuckled softly before leaning down and plucking up a single piece to it. Holding it in his large elegant fingers the male lifted only his eyes to watch her go. <br><br>No, he was not going to chase her. Why would he? With out her knowing it, she already belonged to him. He knew he left his mark, and in this evening when she was alone, whether it be anger or something else she would be thinking about him. His arrogance, his stupidity. Perhaps she would be smart enough to realize it was a test, or perhaps she would brood over it. Either way his mark had been left as a branding on her very being. <br><br>A thrill moved through him, but why stop there? Why not let her taste his own anger? Part of him summed up the urge to fallow those sharp heels as they clacked along the ground. Her foot falls filled with purpose and he could have easily gained up to her and in that moment fed off of that temper. Certain her essence and blood would be even sweeter with such a feeling. The woman may have been smart however, she may have known that this monster was something she not only needed to walk away from. But run… as fast as she possibly could. Get away from his wrath and not be subjected to his head games. Kain tucked away that shard of her work into his pocket. A trinket of his own to keep. Returning to the party itself he soon found his brother and the man came running up to him giggling and talking excitedly about all of the things that made this festival so grand. Kain snorted and pushed passed him, his head inclined, however, even if with a look of distaste on his features, in his eyes shinned a brightness. A hunters glare. This night indeed had been a grand festival, and tomorrow? It was only going to get better. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>22-03-2013, 05:25:37</strong>
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				Natalina awoke the next morning to the sound of laughter throughout her home. Isabella and Antoni were awake and dragging their mother out for a stroll along the shore. Those two loved the beach more than anyone she had ever met.<br><br>Sighing, she stared up at the ceiling, thinking of the previous night. Upon quietly making it through the house, she tucked her costume away so her parents could not find it and crawled into bed, only to lie awake for some time. Her mind thought over the conversation that had occurred between her and the vampire. At first, she thought angrily, annoyed with his indolence. Then she wondered why he had said such a thing in the first place. He had no reason to give his view so there was no sense to it. It was then that her anger moved from his words to his actions. The beast had been playing her, taunting her to see what reaction he could get. She knew such trickery well, having done it herself several times to gauge people's personalities. It was what helped make her final decision of Santiago. And there she was, falling for it herself.<br><br>Shaking her head, the girl finally rose from her bed. The morning was spent doing various things around the house so her mother would not have to worry over them when she returned. Dressed in a short tan sundress that clung to her torso and swished around her thighs, she left for the shore. An early afternoon breeze hit her neck and chest, hair flowing behind her. Cool wind had no effect on the skin when it was heated thoroughly by a strong sun.<br><br>Looking up, she used a hand to block the light from her eyes, sky free of any clouds. At least she wouldn't have to see that vampire and could enjoy the afternoon. Thinking of the ocean, she was soon walking along the wet sand, barefoot and feeling each incoming tide before it slipped away. In just a couple minutes she would be able to see her mother and young siblings, likely playing in the warm sand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>22-03-2013, 05:50:42</strong>
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				A pair of deep dark blue set eyes shimmered as a light laugh joined those of a pair of children. Dark hair all pulled back into a French braid once more, a young man with his pants rolled up and a billowed shirt played out in the sunlight with the girls family. <br><br>Now, Abel for the most part was what one could consider simple. Or, perhaps to kind for his own good? Maybe it was something along the lines of just caring to much and ignoring. He had no idea why his brother would suggest him to go to the ocean, but he decided to do it. After all, it was rare that Kain told him what to do as far as taking a day off was concerned. Well, perhaps in a better wording. Kain often avoiding his brother, but more often then not was found near him. This was no different. Yet the large mans presence was absent from the shore itself. <br><br>He had gone instead to visit another. Letting his brother to the foot work for him with out his knowing. Go to the water, have some fun, do not think of the girl they brought for sacrifice. Get out for a bit, enjoy the life of innocents away from monsters. Meanwhile finding out more about his own pray and the details of her life and family. Abel was unknowing to that last detail. To him this was about fun and games. Getting away from the stress of the council and actually living in the sunlight like a normal person.&nbsp; <br><br>He spoke in Italian to the children’s mother as she tucked hair behind her ear and with her lovely young looks would smile at the younger looking man. He was so pretty, his sharp features giving him a sweetened sort of feminine look that was both capturing and made one curious. What was his age? Where did he come from? He spoke of home, and the shores of New York in that time. The mid way of the 1800 hundreds. How slavery was no longer an issue, but the streets both swam with new comers, and old believers. It seemed to keep her interest and he was more then happy to share the time with her. The looks in his eyes nothing that of interest other then just chatting. Abel was a good man, and more often then not never ventured to deep into a woman’s room unless invited. Unlike his brother who snuck in, or even better yet, forced his way in. a married woman was ripe for the pickings, while Abel tended to be more tendered along the lines of respecting a marriage. It was nearly as of both men had been made up of two opposite ends. Even in their contrast of one being a normal sized with dark hair and darker colored blue eyes. Whole his brother was larger, with silver strands, and iced blue eyes so pale they nearly looked completely white. <br><br>As for Kain? He was currently getting to know the area she grew up in, her home, her lands. The different places along the forest. He kept to the shade most of the time, and appeared more like a wondering cat curious of the spring, rather then a stalking beast of the night. Even still, he was hunting. Waiting. For what one may as? Why… opportunity of course. Sometimes, she did not come knocking, sometimes you had to find the bitch and make her do as you wish. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>22-03-2013, 06:17:35</strong>
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				Three figures. There should have been three figures running along the beach, not four. Confused, Natalina stepped closer, trying to see who it was that played in the sand with her family. From further away she could only see a handsome man, one that her mother was offering far too many flirtatious smiles to. Quickening her pace, the girl went unnoticed by her siblings, stepping right past them and up beside her mother. Her eyes paralleled the water that water that rushed around them, stretching on for miles.<br><br>"Mama," she looked at the woman with a cocked brow, eyes flickering to the man. Her mother merely waved her obvious concern off, enjoying the attention she was getting from the younger man. Natalina rolled her eyes and looked at the handsome person. He looked so familiar, but she couldn't figure out how. Those sharp features and strangely feminine looks made her mind race. In the meantime, she nodded her head, greeting him in Italian. A soft smile was offered before she turned to her siblings. She kneeled in the sand, helping them create a small castle, a moat already flowing around it. Antoni ran off to find a twig before returning, waving his makeshift flag in the air. It wasn't until she noticed the candy wrapper he used for the flag that an image flashed through her mind.<br><br>Being the only one of his children her father taught to speak English, Natalina had no problem speaking to the man without the others understanding. "Shouldn't you be hiding from the sun, vampire?" Her eyes were dark, as they had been the night before. Calmly, she stood and dusted the sand off her knees, adjusting her dress before she stepped in front of the man; Maria was helping Isabella fix her braid.<br><br>"Why are you here, and in the sun? You should be burning, shouldn't you?" While her voice remained calm, face void of any feeling, her eyes burned with anger. Vampires shouldn't be able to walk in the daylight, so how could this one? And did that mean that Kain could as well? The thought made her anger flare within her chest, eyes narrowing. "Well? Why are you here, vampire?" Realization struck her and she stepped closer, looking into the handsome creature's eyes. "Did Kain send you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>22-03-2013, 06:35:22</strong>
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				Abel chuckled as the two talked and then blinked at the female as she appeared suddenly. He blinked at her, not recognizing her at all. He had not really paid attention the day Kain found her, they had been surrounded by others. Abel had not noticed her, and the evening before he had been to distracted. He smirked and while they built the castle the two continued to speak as he gathered shells and handed them to the woman’s daughter to let her decorate the lovely little sand castle with shells.&nbsp; <br><br>He was startled when the girl snapped at him and started calling him a vampire, throwing questions at her he blinked and blushed hotly before he lifted a hand and ran it over the top of his head nervously. “-Im no-” She cut him off though and he could see the anger In her rising. His body turning slightly to the side in a submissive and startled way before he blinked at her curiously and even slightly nervous. <br><br>“I didn-” She cut him off again with even more questions in her English tongue and he licked his lips before taking a step back. As he did however he made a light meep sound and fell right back on his ass. A large piece of drift wood was behind him and her questions and sudden closing in on him had caused him to keep stepping back with out notice of the item before he was on the ground. Groaning a bit he pouted and looked up at her once more. Finally managing to find his voice he spoke softly to her, his tone rather light and sweet when he did. “I am not a vampire!” He finally yelled out and blushed as the others paused and noticed him, his tone rather harsh, but once seeing him on the ground her mother coming over to help him up. He dusted himself off and patted her hand before stepping away and smiling. Before the older woman however could go off on her daughter he quickly spoke up. Not wanting to make a scene or cause any issues. “I am not a vampire, what is the matter with you. Are you always so hostile?“ He licked his lips and sighed. “Honestly I was told to just come spend the day at the beach, what does this have to do with my brother?” then he paused and blinked at her before he felt his eyes close slowly and his hands move to his hips. “You know my brother.” He said in a low tone and then his brows met. “Look, honestly I had no idea who these people were, I just met them and started to talk with them.” he said indicating her family and then looked back at her mom then back to her.<br><br>(ABEL)<br>http://img845.imageshack.us/img845/3341/abelx.jpg (http://img845.imageshack.us/img845/3341/abelx.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>22-03-2013, 06:57:40</strong>
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				What was with this man? He seemed almost afraid of her in his reactions and she watched as he fell, hand nearly ready to slap against her face. <em>Dear Lord, what is wrong with this man?</em> She began to think it may have have been a different person, that she was falsely accusing him. Perhaps he just looked like the vampire? Though it wasn't often that one would see a man like that.<br><br>Stepping back, his yell surprised her. The blush made her brow raise and she watched her mother, knowing she would try to blame her for the man's fall. And he called her hostile. She wasn't hostile, simply protecting her family. But if he wasn't a vampire, then what was he? And what was he doing with Kain? When her question was answered, the girl blinked a few times. Kain's brother? There was no chance he could be human if he was the brother of that vampire. He was far too young. And while she didn't want to believe his words, something in his expression told her they were true.<br><br>"My Natalina, she get's excited easily," the woman spoke in Italian, smiling at the man. She gave a weak excuse for the girl before inviting him to return to the little sand castle, quickly finding herself beside her children. Natalina would let him go but not before answering another question. "What are you, then? If not a vampire, then what are you? Your brother is probably ancient, which means you must be, too. And your name?" She glanced at her family before looking back at him, eyes slowly beginning to lighten and return to their original shade. "Could you tell me that at least, since I doubt you will tell me what sort of creature you are?"&nbsp; She had to admit he was nothing like his brother, much more likeable, yet at the same time, she felt like she could flick him and he'd fall over. The thought made her smile faintly.<br><br>Wind blew her hair around her features, gaze looking out to see the sand shift along the coast. It was a beautiful day, one she realized she could probably spend alone, a rare luxury. Once she received her answer the girl would go for a walk around the city and clear her mind; hopefully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 00:17:51</strong>
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				“You do not have to be a vampire to have a rather long life.“ he said to her simply and then licked his lips before stepping back from her. The female was much less aggressive now and because of it he felt himself calm a bit more. <br><br>Those deep pools looked to her and he frowned. He should have figured Kain was up to something. That he had sent Abel to this place for a reason. He suddenly worried for her. Deep down, he did not worry for her family. Kain was many things, dangerous to the ones he sought out, but not to their loved ones. There were strange things to the vampire she was going to learn over time if she actually was forced into their dark world.<br><br>“My name?” He asked her in a shy voice. He licked his lips and the wind blew some strands from his own face. He looked back up at her. “Lets hope you never have to learn it. Does my brother have anything that belongs to you?” he asked her suddenly. Stepping closer to her and his brows meeting. “Did you give him anything of yours, or has he taken anything that you may remember? If not, and you see him again. Make sure he doesn’t ok?” Abel looked around. “I had better go. I am sorry to frighten you, I had a really fun time though. Your family is lovely.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 04:59:20</strong>
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				His statement was true, though her assumption only came from him being Kain's brother; it had made sense in her head. "Why would you sat that? What-- No." Confusion clouded her features as his questions spilled out, unsure of what he could be referring to. Had Kain taken something from her? What kind of question was that? The man was making no sense and was obviously flustered. She had no intention of allowing the man to take anything from her and was unsure of what would make his brother think he would.<br><br>"No, wait!" Moving closer, a soft hand wrapped around his wrist. The only way to be able to talk to the man was to calm him down, reassure him in some way. Offering a tender look, her voice was caring, almost comforting. "Please, don't go. My siblings seem to like you quite a bit; as well as my mother," she glanced at the ogling woman who quickly tried to hide her stare. "I should be apologizing. I accused you of such a horrible thing. I'm sorry." Her eyes were sincere and mimicked the faint smile on her lips. "They would love for you to stay longer. They do not have much time with a male figure these days." A glimpse of sadness caught on her face before she pushed it away. It was easy to lower her barriers around this man. He was nothing like his brother, seeming much gentler.<br><br>The hand around his wrist dropped to her side, fingers running along the bottom brim of her dress as the wind blew her hair to the side. "Please, I just want to know your name. I will not tell Kain I know it, I promise." Honesty was obvious in her words as she had no intention of even seeing the demon again, let alone having a normal conversation with him. "Please?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 05:29:58</strong>
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				The man stood there watching her and listening to her. His deep set eyes blinking over at her family and then back to her. The request was something he would have liked to very much fulfill, but he wanted to find his brother at the same time. His expression was worried, but her words continued to be tender and encouraging. He sighed after a moment and then nodded his head. “Ok… I will stay.” he told her before lifting a hand and patting her own gently. A chuckle leaving his lips. “besides, I like kids.” He said in a cheery tone and wondered passed her to grab both kids under his arms and start running towards the water, letting the waves splash them and their laughter filling the air before he put them down and started to play with them in the surf a bit. <br><br>His eyes casting back to the two ladies now and again, only to offer that dazzling smile of his. Abel still hadn’t given his name, and for now it just seemed he politely refused to. The woman was displaying abilities of being intelligent. If she was able to tell what his brother was, then she was likely smart enough to question the very names that went along with it. The kids chased him up and down the shore line, splashing him and him in turn roaring at them playfully and chasing them back down the other way. The group squealing and having a blast as they played in the sunshine. <br>&nbsp;<br>As for Kain he had been patient. Laying back in the grass in the woods and watching the sunlight as it peeked between the branches and leafs above. The scent of the ocean and moist ground was lovely for his sharp senses and his fingers idly toyed with the shattered part of a mask from the night before. Already his wheels in motion for his next moves. He had his own plans and though Abel was trying to warn the female it was already to late. The game had started, and she was apart of it now. The hunt had been prepared and she was the ending prize for it all. He felt the desire to starve himself until he could get her, but was to much of a glutton to do that much to himself. If he was lucky however, it would be this evening that he would set the trap. <br><br>Iced colored orbs gained a bit of life to them and the corner of his mouth tugged. Idly he wondered how Abel was doing, and if he had made friends yet. The lovely little pawn in his own game that resented his position and half the time was completely clueless what he had done until it was to late. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 06:00:11</strong>
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				Natalina smiled at the man, glad he chose to stay. Unfortunately, she still hadn't received the answer she had wanted, making a frown crease her lips as he moved to play with the children. Curiosity was bubbling up inside her more and more. There had to be something to the fact that he refused to be honest about who he was, she just knew it.<br><br>After some idle conversation with her mother, as well as chastising the woman for her flirtatious actions towards the handsome man, the girl decided it was time to leave the beach. With the man's back turned, she left the water and sand behind her. Most of the afternoon was spent running around the city, doing anything to distract herself. Thinking about the brothers made her far too curios for her own good so anything that made her mind move in a different direction was probably more beneficial to her health than she realized.<br><br>By the time she made it back towards the hills of her family home, the sun was low in the sky, casting deep shadows from the trees that littered the hill. Her footsteps were soft on the grass, barefoot once again. She took the trip through the small forest slowly, enjoying the smell of the wood around her and the sounds of chirping birds and rustling critters. It was always easy for her to relax in nature, making all the stress and upsets of the day melt away.<br><br>As she walked, her voice rang quietly through the air as she sang an old Roman tune. A small smile played along her lips and she twirled about the trees, her song almost angelic in the quiet forest. Regardless of how little Natalina may have been good at, singing was one thing no one could deny her prowess at.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 06:50:53</strong>
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				What a lovely sound. The devil called Kain smiled with his fingers laced across his stomach as he listened to the female sing. He could sense her through the woods, the trees shifting in their wind and whispering to him. Carrying her scent to him. Ah, she smelt so sweet, and pure. <br><br>He had so badly wanted to taste her anger the night before, knowing it would have been sweet and amazing. Yet he held back. Eyes drifting closed as he listened to her sing even more. The devil being in the forest though she would find it unusually quiet. The birds as she wondered closer to the area he was resting in would not be singing. <br><br>Slowly the man rolled over onto his stomach, before he finally pushed off and then rose. The wind coming up around him and tugging at his amazingly long silver locks. Making them dance around his tall frame. The strands dancing and twisting in their own strange design. “Hello Senorita.” Came a voice, yet it was not Kain’s. She would turn to find herself alone in the forest with that she most hated. <br><br>Standing a distance from her, with a cane in his hand and his richly designed clothing clinging to his form was the very man she had abandoned last night. A strange look on his face. “You left me, and I do not take kindly to such things.” <br><br>… now the game began…
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 07:06:42</strong>
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				It had been so peaceful, so quiet in the forest. Her eyes had been closed as she felt her way through the area. Then a voice cut through her bliss, causing her to freeze on the spot. Brilliant blue eyes flew open only to quickly darken. Any sense of happiness she had felt quickly disappeared. Though as she eyed the man, she had to step backwards, only to find her back against a tree.<br><br>"San-- Lord Santiago. What could you possibly mean? I searched for you for some time last night but you were nowhere to be found." Although she knew it was a blatant lie, the only other person who could deny her words was no where to be found so she should be safe on that account, as long as he believed her. Yet something in his dark gaze made her feel that he wouldn't. While she had felt no fear around the vampire the previous night, an inkling of it was begin to boil beneath her skin at the thought that this abhorred man might do something to her.<br><br>Swallowing, her eyes flickered around, realizing the sun had almost completely set. Only darkness shrouded the trees. "Why are you venturing through forest, if I may ask?" She tried to hide the worry and fright in her eyes. It was likely unsuccessful.<br><br>It was at that moment that she wished Kain would appear once more so she had an excuse to get away from the man, but the odds of that happening were slim to nothing. Her chest began to rise and fall abnormally, making her discomfort that much more obvious to the demonic Spaniard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 07:22:46</strong>
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				His smile for some may have appeared rather handsome, yet he could see it in her expression. The way she spoke to him, how she avoided him. It was true what some said, you often went after the things that did not want you. Only wanting it that much more. He grinned a bit and shook his head as he started to wonder closer to her. “Ah, I highly doubt that, yet you are clever and quick with your excuses, it is one of the many things… I admire about you.” He arched a crooked brow. Now coming with in feet of her.<br><br>“I had gone to your home to find you and no one was home, so I decided to take a stroll. I have heard you sing before, so of course once I heard it again I took it as a sign. Here you are, my lovely flower resting in the place your beauty most resonates.” his grin was suddenly wicked and cruel. Kain’s eyes opened and he smiled, knowing the scent he caught now. Something he himself often gave off with his own intentions.<br><br>Suddenly the Spaniard reached over and gripped the girl, he pressed himself up against her as she was against the tree and smiled. “Your going to be my wife, and that is final, it has been agreed between myself, your family and you should be proud to be the wife of something who will be wealthy. You will make me beautiful children.” he grinned at her wickedly and though he looked like he may have been a push over, she would find him to be rather strong. His expression insane as he drug her down into the foliage. “I will teach you to respect me.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 07:35:44</strong>
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				His words proved her suspicions. He knew she had been lying. He knew she did not want anything to do with him. But he obviously did not care. The tree behind her gave nowhere to run, especially as he closed in on her, leaving little room between the two. While to some, his words would have been kind and flattering, to her, they were nearly painful, especially when accompanied by the wicked grin.<br><br>A quiet yelp left her as the man suddenly had a tight grip on her, pressing against her. Natalina's head turned to the side, wincing as his force scratched the back of her legs against the bark. "No!" She shouted at him and twisted in an attempt to get away. He may not have been as strong as Kain, but he was strong enough to overpower the small girl.<br><br>Her body eventually hit the ground. The sound of leaves and grass flooded her ears and it was only seconds before she found herself pinned against the dirt. Heart pounding, she pushed and kicked against the man. It didn't do much to get him away and as he moved closer against her, hot tears began to sting her eyes. "Get off of me you foul creature!" Never before had she felt so overpowered, so weak against a man - against any person. A lump stuck in her throat as she realized her fight was of no avail, chest bouncing with sharp breaths. "Let go of me! Get off! Get off!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 07:52:26</strong>
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				“Shut up!” He growled as he pulled a kerchief from his pocket and shoved it into her mouth. Placing his hand over it. Strangely it did little to help her fight. It was almost as if he had done something like this before. Knowing she wouldn’t be able to bite him like this. His grip was strong and the cane was rolling away, its eagle head seemed to glare at her mockingly from the grass it had landed in. The man licked along her face and moaned at the taste of her. Gripping her flesh she would hear things ripping. Feel flesh become exposed and a giddy like giggle come from the man.<br><br>“Stop wiggling woman and obey me.” His voice coming out as a hiss and some spittle sprayed across her features. The male nearly drooling on her. The more she struggled the angrier he grew and finally he pulled back to hit her harshly across her features. “I do not mind a woman of fire, but I will break you.” He demanded and she could feel him grinding between her legs. Something hard pressing through the fabrics of their clothing. Clearly he was excited, and the over powering of his movements only adding to that sensation through out his body. “I am going to treat you to something amazing, and you will love me for it.” He told her. Having no idea that something like this could actually break the spirit of a woman. Or perhaps, it was exactly what he wanted. She would hear more ripping and a teeth grip around a nipple as he drooled and bit her flesh. <br><br>He pulled back, but turned his body so that his knee and shin pressed against her chest and throat. Pinning her down like some dog as he pulled his fancy coat off and tossed it aside. It was only a moment later he was back down on her. Moving between her legs and forcing them apart. “Mmm, you smell amazing.” he told her licking her again and tasting the salt from the ocean. Another ripping sound and she would soon feel the coolness of the air around her lower region. He ran his hand over her sex, touching her, and trying to press a finger inside of her as she struggled against him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 08:05:36</strong>
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				She felt a piece of cloth in her mouth, nearly choking as the fabric brushed against the back of her throat. Attempting to spit it out had no affect so her head flung back and forth but still nothing. Natalina shuddered as his tongue ran over her face and the cool air began to hit her warm skin. The tears that had begun to appear now flowed freely as she refused to stop fighting beneath him, screaming out against the cloth that kept her silent.<br><br>Then her head flew to the side, cheek scraping the rough ground as the other stung painfully, quickly taking on a red glow. The man was strong, undoubtedly, and the more of her clothing he ripped, the more she broke down. He had to be crazy, she decided. How could he possibly think that she could love him after he treated her in such a way? She had made it obvious that she despised him and now he was making that hatred grow exponentially. But could do nothing about it.<br><br>Another muffled scream was forced out as she tried to pull her chest away from his teeth, only to bring more pain to her breasts. Any sound she wished to let out was stopped by his knee as she choked, gasping for air but receiving more fabric. Her head was spinning, the darkness around her seeming never ending. It only got worse as his tongue returned to her flesh. What could she do? Flailing about, fighting, trying to kick him - none of it worked. He only pushed her more. When his finger found its goal she choked out a sob, unable to move anymore. There was no point in fighting him off. There was nothing more she could do. Tightly shutting her eyes, the girl's head fell to the side, though her body still attempted to push him away, even as she felt immobile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 08:15:20</strong>
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				“Excuse me, am I interrupting?” Came a low growling toned voice. There was no cruelty in the tone, if anything it sounded curious. Yet the girl may have recognized it. <br><br>The Spaniard looked up at the one who spoke, his own voice barking as he turned his head “Yes you are! Leave us!“ and then blinked.&nbsp; Never before had he seen a man so big, standing well over 6 foot. His hair was the color of the moonlight, and seemed to shimmer as the dusk lit up behind him. The man recomposed himself and snapped again. “Do not stand there staring, move on.” He returned his attentions to the girl and the other cleared his throat before he spoke. <br><br>“I do not think she likes that very much.” he stated before his own iced colored eyes gained a strange gleam to them. This man was sloppy, he was terrible at seducing a woman into wanting him more. Kain though did have to admit, he had time and experienced on his own side. “Do you want help miss?” he asked her as he took a few steps closer. The man glared back at him and seemed to sit up a bit, yet made sure she stayed pinned with one hand clapped over her mouth and the other moving to push his hair out of his own face. <br><br>“She is to be my wife, her family has already promised her to me, this is none of your concern.” He looked up at Kain and his expression was challenging. Kain did have to hand it to him, he was brave… and arrogant, something he actually admired.<br><br>“Natalina… I will make a deal with you. If you want to get out of this current situation, you have to agree to be mine for as long as I wish it. It is either that, or subject yourself to this life style from here on out.” <br><br>“How dare you!” The lord suddenly shouted as he felt his face grow hot with anger. Kain however did not let his eyes fall away from her own blue orbs. Even with her mouth covered, she only had to let him know… and he would make his move. However, he would actually continue on. His hands tucked into his pockets and expression rather relaxed as he lulled his head to the side and waited for an answe4r of some kind. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 08:27:49</strong>
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				She had nearly given up hope. Another moment an he would have taken her without mercy and she would have ha to lie there and take it like a frail little child. It seemed as if everything had completely broken apart in front of her. <br><br>Then a voice hit her ears and her eyes shot open, searching the darkness for the tall man. Her gaze followed Santiago's and found the icey eyes. It was at that moment that she wished nothing more than to be saved by the darkest creature she had ever come across. While te Spaniard was a horrid person, she knew he was nothing compared to Kain.<br><br>Listening to their words, seeing the man's anger rise, she began to feel some fleeting sense of hope once more. Then he posed his question. Natalina had no way to move her head, to speak, but her eyes were very different from most. While they had been a deep, pained shade of blue during the ordeal, they quickly changed when she was offered a way out. Kain was likely a horrible person, one she could grow to detest under the right circumstances, but in her eyes, that man was much greater than the one that had caught her.<br><br>Dark orbs shone brightly, brighter than their usual aquatic shade, almost mimicking his own icey one. They pleaded for his help, agreeing to do whatever he pleased. She would let him take her as long as she didn't have to give her flower to the demon that wished for it right then. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 08:43:34</strong>
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				Silence… it lingered in the forest and seemed to stretch out for hours. Santiago’s breath hitched as he watched those woman’s eyes continue to plead for help.<br><br>“So be it.” That wolf like tone whispered to her and he chuckled a bit, the expression one of joy as he knew he had won. <br><br>Santiago growled and rose to his feet. “No, she is my wife, you will not claim her from under me. Do you even know who I am!” He growled out and reached for his own cane. Pulling free a blade from it. Kain arched a brow and his gaze broke that of the girls. Looking up at the man, his expression appeared bored before he lulled his head to the side. <br><br>“Someone that will never even live up to what I am…” The other stated before he bared his fangs. The last of dusk had vanished and in that moment of moonlight Kain was on the man. “You pretend to be a monster, while I happen to actually be one.” In a flash Kain was on him. His body lifted and suddenly thrown hard against a tree ten feet away from where the girl lay. The Spaniard’s body slammed and seemed to bounce a bit before hitting the ground with a dull thud. He coughed up blood and lifted a hand to brush the back of it across his bearded chin. Seeing his own darkness against the moonlight of his flesh he blinked in a daze away and looked up at the man across from him. <br><br>“What… are you?” He asked before falling to the side and staring out at nothing. His body twitching a few times. He would live, but not well. Parts of his body would ache from here on out, and he would suffer greatly from it. Kain had no desire to kill the useless creature. Surprisingly enough, he actually rarely ever killed. One may not believe that, but it was true. Why kill something when you could hurt it to the point of wishing for its own death? He rarely had to lift a finger to do such things as murder. Even his own meals survived. <br><br>Coming over to the woman he reached down, his hands closing over her torn clothing and with ease he lifted her like a child off of the ground before throwing her over his shoulder. He cast a single look back before smirking and starting to walk off. Game set. Kain one, opponent zero. “You are now bound to me Natalia, until I say otherwise. I hope you enjoy your choice.” A grin moving across his features as he carried his prize off into the young night time. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 02:35:10</strong>
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				When Santiago finally climbed off of her, a sense of freedom washed theough te girl's body. She hasn't noticed she had been shivering, and wouldn't just yet. Her eyes were glued to the exchange between the two men. A wince of pity wasn't even offered to the Spaniard as his body hit the tree. In fact, she almost smiled at seeing his crumpled form and the pain splattered all over his face. For a moment she wondered if he was dead, seeing the empty void of his eyes staring into nothingness. A slight twitch of his body told her he wasn't, which caused the girl to become slightly disappointed. Why hadn't Kain just killed the man?<br><br>The sound of leaves crunching made her blink up. A flash of silver crossed her vision and before she knew it Natalina was hanging over a strong shoulder, feeling almost minuscule upon him. While she wasn't overjoyed with the way he carried her, she was glad to be free of the Spaniard. Then his words made her realize there had been no freedom offere in the first place. Choosing not to wonder what he had planned, she pushed any irking thoughts away.<br><br>"Thank you," she whispered tether hoarsely. The attempts at screaming had made her throat sore and she cleared it, though chose not to speak again. Her fingers wrapped around a patch of the fabric that covered Kain's back, stabilizing herself as he walked so the movements wouldn't make her nauseous.<br><br>Instead, his footsteps quickly began to do the opposite. Dirty and covered I cuts and bruises, the girl was completely spent from trying to fight off her assailant. It wasn't long before her grip on the fabric loosened and the girl relaxed limply over the broad shoulder. Cold air still made her shake periodically but she was unaware of it as she slept peacefully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 03:44:36</strong>
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				(Chapter 3)<br><br>“I wont stand for it, I will not stay here with you having that sweet girl here and her family worry over her.” Abel shouted at his brother. Kain however lulled his head to the side as he regarded his younger brother. <br><br>“Then leave, you can stay at the halls of the council and I will keep her here with me.” Kain had brought the girl to his own estate. The large home had a west and east wing. The outside grounds stretched for a good distance. The walls themselves stood very tall. Everything was over grown, with twisted vines. Yet it was not dirty, but rather unkempt. As if everything had just been allowed to grow wild on its own.&nbsp; Intertwining and tangling in a thickness. Inside the home everything was dusty, yet elegant. The furniture kept in such a way that it looked as if the house had once belonged to royals, and that no one had lived there in years. It was not to far off. <br><br>Kain and his brother had not graced these grounds in a very long time. Having lived in the raw American colonies for so long. They had settled into a world that believed in the supernatural and Kain could hunt with out worry of being hunted back. “How could you do this!” Abel’s voice rang out across the grounds and his anger just seemed to grow. Kain sat in his large red velvet padded chair. Holding what looked to be a glass of wine in his fingers. <br><br>“It was what she had chosen from me. She could have picked her fiancé.” The man had replied, yet Abel knew better, he knew Kain. The monster would do this, play games. Entrap others so they believed him to be either a savior or a charmer. Then once they were his the real horror started. This girl was to sweet for such a thing, and Abel was not going stand for it. He turned and started to leave the room. Heading down the hall and as he did, Kain suddenly appeared before him. The younger running right into him. “out of my way.” he demanded, but Kain only smiled. The girl had made a deal, and even if Abel took her out, she would always be compelled to come back until she was set free. No one could do that but Kain. Abel sneered at him. “If you wont let me see her, and wont let her go… Then I am leaving.” he said and moved passed his brother, knocking his shoulder hard into him as he made his way out of the estate and across its grounds. The larger man remained standing still before his grin moved slowly across his features. <br><br>The girl herself? She was resting in his chamber. She would find herself still dressed in her torn clothing, mirrors in the canopy top of his bed. The pillars carved of oak and stained a deep tone. The silken sheets she lay wrapped in felt soft against her skin. He had standard furniture for such an old house. A table for servants to bring him meals near a window. There was a fireplaces that looked to be carved into the shape of a roaring lion. The marble of its making giving a strange swirl like effect to its main. Before it rested a large fur rug of some animal with its head missing making it hard to figure out what it could be, besides a bear of course. A large dresser stretching with a mirror on it. A large standing wardrobe with assorted clothing inside.&nbsp; Both for men and woman. His room lead to a bathroom made of smoothed stone tiles and had indoor plumbing that was ahead of its time. The tub large with clawed feet and able to fit perhaps up to four people inside if needed. The windows to this room large and cathedral shaped. <br><br>All scattered around would be books, and candles. Trinkets of different assortments and everything covered in a fine layer of dust. Kain went back into his parlor and sat down once more. Plucking up his glass of wine and staring into the fire before him. This room was several rooms down from her, and would be a decent walk for her to find him. There was no need for it however. He would know when she was awake and moving on her own. His home seemed to have a strange link to him, or perhaps it was more that his powers were linked to her now. Either way. He would know when she was stirring, and waited patiently for it to start. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 04:22:47</strong>
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				"Mmm." Something soft was wrapped around her body, something incredibly soft. She turned to let it brush over more of her body and breathed in deeply. Dust, wood and old paper flooded her nose, making the girl smile faintly. Her arms slid under what felt to be a pillow, pulling it closer to her head. It was an extremely comfortable bed, she decided, not wanting to leave its warmth. <br><br><em>Wait a second.</em> Eyes flew open as her arms propped the girl up, allowing her to search the room. This was definitely not her home. Yet even with the mild clutter and thick layers of dust, she could tell that whatever this place was, it was beautiful. Various objects lay around the room, but the one she was expecting was nowhere to be found.<br><br>Natalina fell onto her back, sighing at the feeling of the silk sheets around her. Eyes closed, she remembered the previous day - whenever it was - and grimaced at the memory of Santiago. Luckily she wouldn't have to see him ever again, not if Kain could help it. His words echoed in her head, reminding her of the deal they had made, but she preferred not to think about the consequences it. Telling herself that it was a spell that made her listen to him, that attracted her to him, made her feel much better than the inkling of truth nudging at her.<br><br>Then she screamed. Her eyes had opened, only to see her own reflection floating above her. It was unexpected. She had never seen a mirror hung over a bed, the sight making her react irrationally. Shaking the surprise away with a laugh, she ran a hand through her hair. There were scratches on her left cheek, dark red with blood. The silk sheets were slowly pulled down to reveal her torn clothing, lying open from movement in the bed. A frown creased her features as she looked at her bruised neck and chest. Each movement showed a new cut, one her side; on her arms; on the backs of her thighs. Finally, she looked away from the mirror.<br><br>Sitting up, she turned and slid off the bed, shivering as her feet touched the cold floor. As she stood, her torn clothes fell to the floor around her feet. Natalina took a few moments to look around the room, avoiding the gaze of the mirrors so she wouldn't have to look at her injuries. Her fingers ran over the various clothing in the wardrobe before turning the handle to the bathroom. Nearly gawking at the stone, she rushed to the large tub but paused. There was no water nearby to fill the tub with and no way to warm it from below. Her body ached for a warm bath to be rid of the dirt but she had idea how to go about taking out. Finding a dark towel, she wrapped it around her slim frame before leaving the bathroom and heading to the other door in the large bedroom. After pulling it open, her head poked out, looking both ways. "Kain?"&nbsp; Her whisper echoed down the hall, eyes curios.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 04:37:59</strong>
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				A humans body, even if it was young could creek like an old house. If it had been abused, or over extended in some way the bones would make their soft sounds under the flesh and muscles would tense in rejection. He could hear them, sense them. Its what made him an expert on how to hurt someone with out killing them. Hearing the limits of flesh, and bone was a rather lovely trick of the trade for a vampire. The mirror once she rose rippled above as if touched by water. <br><br>Her whispering of his name after she had wondered about caused his lazy gaze to gain a bit of life. The human female was lost in his world and it made him smirk a bit. His finger running back and forth along the flesh of his full lips as he continued to star into the fire. The little pup was uncertain what way to go. Should he show her? He found himself deciding it would be fun for her to be comfortable, and then make her feel secure. Something he could later either take away, or use against her. Then again, why not make a pet feel comfortable? The male’s eyes closed and the lamps in the room she was peeking her head out of suddenly flared to life. The fire place roared with a sudden fire, and the bathroom door creaked open slowly. <br><br>Inside she would hear a loud thundering like sound. The tubs water taps had been turned and both hot and cold water came spouting out of it. Filling the deep tube with heated water for her to bath in. some of the shelves inside of the room opening to show different scented oils and soaps she could use on herself. These clean and pretty. Little trinkets he seemed to brought back with him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 04:55:35</strong>
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				Natalina jumped as light suddenly flooded the hall from behind her. Turning, she saw the lamps and fireplace flare brightly, eyes wide in surprise. A strange sound caught her attention and she followed it, peering into the bathroom. Her eyes watched the tub fill, inspecting the faucet that somehow brought the warm water into it. She then noticed all the soaps and couldn't help but smile faintly. It seemed Kain knew she was awake.<br><br>After plucking up some soap and oil from the back of the cabinets, she poured some of the sweet pea scent into the tub before slowly stepping in and lowering her body down. A quiet groan echoed throughout the room as she relaxed, letting her muscles loosen. She ignored the faint burning sensation over each of her cuts and closed her eyes, head tilting back. Dark hair spilled over the sides of the tub, hanging in the air over the floor. Each deep breath allowed her to smell the oils.<br><br>Some time was spent simply enjoying the warm bath. When her body's aching finally quieted, Natalina took to washing herself, thoroughly cleansing her hair before she eventually rose from the water. The dark towel she had found earlier was once against wrapped around her body. A few drops of the pretty scented oil dropped onto her fingers and she rubbed the oil into her hair, a trick she had learned that worked much better than spraying greasy perfume over the hair. She then flipped her hair up, wrapping it into a bun before sliding a pair of black sticks with strange gold characters through the bun to hold it in place. The sticks were of polished wood that she had found in one of the cabinets, and although she had no idea what they were for, they held her hair up perfectly; only a few loose strands fell over and around her face.<br><br>Returning to the bedroom, she looked through the clothes in the wardrobe, deciding it would be best to dress herself rather than wander around in a towel. Within moments she found a simple gown made of black silks, almost as soft as the ones she had slept in. The gown hugged her torso and hips tightly before draping down to the floor. The dark shade surprisingly made her tan skin stand out, a color she had rarely had the chance to wear. Soon her head was poking back out into the hall, trying to decide which way to go.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 05:15:04</strong>
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				The water drained itself, and his chamber was warn when she had ventured back into it. The hearth flames cast dancing shadows along the walls giving an eerie like glow to everything. As she found herself clothing and dressed Kain remained in his own palor and smirked. He was glad his brother had gone, it would have spoiled this time. The moments of when his toys woke and wondered his halls. When they helped themselves to things with out asking. The bath was offered, but not the clothing. He could have let her wonder his halls in nothing or torn clothing. Yet, it was just… well unappealing. Not to himself of course. But to those who wondered.<br><br>She would walk passed many doors, and each step she took another lantern in the hall would gain life and burst into flame. Crackling a bit with the dust it had built up over time. The curtains had been pulled aside, luckily none of them had been moth eaten since his last visit. The moonlight shimmered in through the windows, casting their square liked designs along the ground until those were eaten up by the lanterns light. <br><br>Finally one door that she would wonder passed would finally open and slowly creek apart. Giving a sliver of light through it. Sitting comfortably inside Kain waited. His lower half covered in a pair of black leather pants, while his upper body was dressed in a loosely warn billowed shirt. Looking more like a vampire then usual in such a get up. His head lulled to the side looking the direction of the door and he waited to see her once she entered and curious as to what she would have to say to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 05:35:30</strong>
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				Whether is was Kain or the house responding to her movements, she could not know, but each flicker of the lantern made her smile. The hall slowly lit up much brighter than she had expected. She paused for a moment to look out the window, gazing out at the grounds as far as she could see and up at the bright white moon. So far, she was in love with area.<br><br>When the door creaked open, she turned and looked at it, seeing a pant leg and shoe. Stepping closer, she moved until she was just inside the doorway and saw the silver-haired man, his head tilted to look at her. Did he always have such a bored expression upon his face? She didn't know what to think of it, but the silence would soon grow awkward if she didn't speak, so Natalina finally opened her mouth, voice soft and melodic as usual.<br><br>"Thank you," she spoke, unable to remember if she had thanked him for helping her already or not. Her fingers tugged nervously at the her silken dress. "I'm sorry, I helped myself to some of your clothes." Suddenly she was much more nervous, unsure of what to do with herself. She shifted in the doorway, the fire reflecting in her bright eyes. Slowly, she stepped closer, gaze turning to the fireplace before looking fully at the handsome vampire who seemed to be acting much kinder than his brother let on. "Are we still in Italy?" Nothing seemed familiar. The fire crackled in her ear, sparks flying up into the chimney.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 05:49:40</strong>
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				The dress suited her, better then its pervious owner. Seemed to fit in places that curved and moved in a much more flattering way. Kain had to hand it to her geneticist, she was a breathless sort of woman. He found himself an admirer of most woman however, regardless of their shapes. They all held the same pleasure treasure for him. Some however, more pure then others. <br><br>His eyes roved shamelessly over her and finally he moved that gaze away from her as she started to speak. Her thank you gained a corner tug of his lips. A slight acknowledgement that she had given her appreciation. Kain had to question how long that would last however. Slowly he stood up. Setting the cup down, with a soft sound of glass on wood. He wondered closer to her, and started to walk a slow circle around her form. Letting his eyes move over her in a caress that would likely feel the same as hands. <br><br>The pins in her hair a nice touch and he had to find amusement in that. He often wore them himself. Even if it was considered a bit to elegant for a man in this country, in the place they came from it was rather comment for men to wear sticks in their hair. May have been why he enjoyed that country so much. Men could dress in such richness and never be looked at in any less a light. However, come to these sorts of places, and masculinity changed from something beautiful to something rugged. <br><br>“Indeed, we are.” His voice a low growl. He finally came around to the front of him. “I find it surprising that you have helped yourself to my things.” He came around front of her and then his eyes moved down her form before rising to look right back into her own gaze. “Never the less… it suits you.” he stated before turning and moving back to his chair. He sat down and when he did he reached down to remove his boots and tossed them away. “Come here and rest before me woman.” He said eyeing her once more. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 06:17:19</strong>
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				She could see his eyes taking her in, secretly finding herself hoping that he liked what he saw. Regardless of what he was, he was still a man, an extremely attractive one, and no woman could say she would not enjoy his piercing eyes covering her frame. When he stood, her eyes followed his movements until he disappeared behind her. Motionless and silent, she merely waited until he did or said something again. When he did, she almost felt her stomach flip over.<br><br>Had she chosen poorly in taking his clothes? Would he be angry with her? Then her question was answered and her cheeks flushed. She soon realized that she was waiting for him to snap. To suddenly grow angry with her or attack her. It was strange to watch him act so calmly when she thought of the stories of vampires, realizing that most of them had to be aggravated tall-tales.<br><br>Watching him, she blinked at his request and eyed the man curiously. Without a word, she walked to the man, stopping barely a foot before him. Her body dropped down, legs folded beneath her as the dress pooled out around her. The way she sat, she could look between the vampire and the fire, eyes mainly drawn to the dancing flames. She was lost in them, enjoying the warmth they provided as they baked her soft skin. Slowly, her aquamarine orbs looked at the being in the plush chair. Her mind rushed with questions of his age, where he had come from, who he was before he became a vampire. None of them were aired. They stayed locked away, knowing there could be another time to ask. It was unlikely that he would answer such things anytime soon so her curiosity would have to remain at bay.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>26-03-2013, 03:50:08</strong>
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				There was to much distance between them, of course he should have assumed she wouldn’t come closer to him when he told her to sit down. Watching her sit there with the dress around her like some sweetened mass of petals. He arched a brow before his hand slowly lifted and he flicked his fingers indicating for her to move even closer. their silhouette of their forms dancing against the shelves and books on the opposite wall. Eyes moving over her entire form he looked rather still, not even his chest that was mostly exposed to her rose or fell for air. A few strands of his hair falling over his features as he waited for her to come closer to him.<br><br>Kain was unpredictable, and he could sense her hesitation and curiosity. He would in time provoke her, find reasons to make her react and she was clever. It would not be easy to do these things and she would be on guard for it. Good. What was the point of doing such things if the other always made it easy? She would be a challenge and he was looking foreword to it for now, he had questions and things to learn of her. <br><br>“Why did you agree to let me have you? You must realize that you would have been better off with that human man. He is after all something you could in time had gotten away from, some how managed to kill and gain his fortunes? It would have taken time, but you could have. Instead… you in a desperate moment agreed for something unknown, and even possibly your own eventual demise. I am curious as to why you would do that. Do you hate that man so much that you thought being mine would be less horrible?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>26-03-2013, 06:15:48</strong>
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				A finger summoned her closer. It was a moment before she obliged, pushing herself over in a seemingly effortless glide. When she wasn't being held against her will, the girl was surprisingly graceful in her movements, usually able to move about without making much noise or flawed motions. Her mother had always said she had the elegance of an angel. Readjusting her position, she still rested with her body turned slightly towards the fire, but part of her back was leaned against his leather-clad leg;<br><br>Natalina looked up at his handsome features, watching the motionless man until he spoke. It didn't surprise her that Kain wanted answers. It was highly unlikely that most women want to him without a second thought when they knew full well what he was. While some romanticized the idea of vampires and other dark creatures, even those people feared the beasts. In the be beginning she told herself that her reaction to the man was one of confusion overpowered by some strange magic. Now he made her accept that was not the case.<br><br>Finally, her soft voice entered the room again, barely audible above the crackling of the fire. "'Less horrible?' No." Her head shook slightly, letting loose a few more strands of chocolate-brown hair. "If anything, you are the real threat. The type of creature that you are... You are a myth come to life, a story told to frighten the wrong-doers of the world. I met one of your kind long ago, when I was a child." A strange smile slithered onto her lips as she remembered the dark figure, almost as a far away dream. "I suppose you could say I was curios." Her bright eyes turned away from the fire she had been staring into and up to his own cold stare. God only knew what he could be thinking.<br><br>"You seem so vicious yet so... Kind? That's not the right word, but it'll do. Santiago made me want to vomit each time I saw him - heard his name. He was despicable for no reason. You, a man who has seen the world and Lord knows how much more, could be just like him, or worse, yet you choose to be otherwise. I don't understand why you took an interest in me and, whether I live or die through this - whatever this may be -, I want to know more. More about you and your brother and what you are." A devious glint appeared in her eyes. "Regardless of if you wish to at some point tell me or I have to figure it out on my own."<br><br>Pausing, she remembered her interaction on the beach. Her head cocked to the side in curiosity as she took on an almost innocent look. "What <em>is</em> your brother's name?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 21:20:40</strong>
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				Those words that spilled from her mouth both amused and at the same time irritated him. She thought him kind? Thought him a man of the world who was not as wicked? Interesting. Then again that was all apart of his game. The vampire knew the impression he gave off, knew how to make a woman forgive him for his sins. It was strange because even then he was not the sort to look for any sort of forgiveness. It was getting to the point however that she needed to learn her place with him, and he was the one who needed to educate her in it. There was no more ploys he had to go through, she was now his. Even if she wanted to leave there was no place she could go that he would not fallow. <br><br>Kind? It caused him to arch a brow. The warmth of her body soaked in through the leather of his pants and he remained silent listening to her. Reaching out with that elegant hand ending with fierce talons he plucked the sticks from her hair and watched her bountiful curls fall away. Moving down her shoulders and back. The appeal of her scent and actions only making her that much more desirable and he found his mouth salivating. <br><br>“Your so blind, and even nearly stupid. However, it is rather charming.” he told her. His words blunt and even a bit harsh, yet he remained lazy as he pet her hair and watched her curls fall between his fingers. This breathless human woman who had some how managed to charm him, was also irritating him. It was funny really. Go figure Kain would find himself irritated by the words most would find rather sweet. <br><br>She did not want her future husband she had been sold to, no, she wanted a monster that held her fear and curiosity. Though the fear was more one of excitement then genuine worry of death. Gripping her hair on the back of her head suddenly he forced her to look up at him. Then slowly sat up and gazed down at her features. <br><br>“Perhaps your just to naive to even know any better. I will however teach you. I want you to know now, if I summon you closer you are to present yourself facing me, hands on me and leaning close. Not this shy graceful back or uncertainty.” His other hand lifted and lightly traced her mouth. “Your lack of eagerness to show how you feel is waning and I deserve more then that.” He grinned at her then. The question about his very brother was ignored, he did not want to think of Abel right now. The one who wanted to protect any woman that cane in his sight. It was getting on his nerves as well. The words of that kind bastard in his mind. Stupid fool. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 22:05:08</strong>
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				She felt the sticks leave her hair, each strand tumbling down over her back and shoulders, brushing over her soft skin. A strong wave of the sweet pea oil rushed through her nostrils and reminded the girl of why she had chosen the scent. Then her thoughts were interrupted by words that made her eyes narrow slightly. Anger, however, was not presented as it should have. She knew Kain's intentions and refused, for the time being, to consent to his taunting.<br><br>Instead she enjoyed the feel of his fingers in her hair. It was almost as if she were a little pet to keep him company. But Kain wasn't the type to need such a trivial thing as a person's company, now was he?<br><br>A gasp was released in surprise as her hair was pulled back, large rounded orbs staring into his. Another pang hit her at his comment of her naivity. Obviously she was not some clueless child, she had proven that by her actions toward Santiago and even this vampire. Again she forced herself not to respond to the comment. Instead, Natalina tilted her hair slightly on his grip and feigned innocence at his words. "Whatever could you mean, <em>Master</em>?" The question was asked rather sarcastically, her tone evident in her darkened eyes. Some part of her emotions had already been revealed to the man just by her choosing him. Another part, one she was quickly getting the feeling could not stay hidden for long, was bubbling just beneath the surface of a polite facade.<br><br>Not having tried to pull away from his grip, the girl took in his features much more than she had before. The chiseled face, one that could take on a look of pure kindness as well as its dark counterpart. Those ungodly eyes that trapped her with a mere glance. And then her eyes traveled down his perfect jawline to his neck, not spotting a single mark. Then his chest, broad and stronger than any Italian man. If her parents had chosen him as a mate she would have happily obliged.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 22:21:57</strong>
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				Full lips curving into a smile. He found her to actually calm his irritation.&nbsp; Interesting that she did not react, such a clever female. Yet he could see it in her eyes, that resolve to keep from collapsing to his games. The male chuckled a bit and her tone of the word master mixed in with that sarcastic sneer was enough to nearly make him laugh. Odd. <br><br>Kain drug her down onto the ground suddenly, straddling her form. He was so much taller and larger then she was, so his knees rested near her own. If she had wanted to kick him she would find herself having a hard time doing so since the dress was pinned at her sides. Keeping her movements rather limited. Kain glanced her over and then his eyes traveled back up into hers once more as well. <br><br>“You look at me with such hunger for someone so innocent. Do you feel you deserve my attentions in the way your fiancé had tried to give them?” Not meaning the part of rape itself, more or less the sexual aspect of it all. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 22:33:07</strong>
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				It was strange to see such a smile from him, even stranger to realize he was holding back a laugh. She had no clue why he had such a reaction but had no time to consider it. Natalina was beneath him much faster than she could think about his actions and could only blink up at the vampire. When she tried to move, only her hands could press up against his abs, legs immobilized by the way he rested. "What are you doing?"<br><br>When he spoke again she froze. Hands on his shirt suddenly went limp. "I- what are you talking about?" Her looks mist have been more transparent than she knew but there was no chance that she'd reveal her feelings to him. "I don't deserve anything specific when it comes to you," she danced around the question.<br><br>A hard swallow tried to calm her breathing. Unfortunately her chest still pressed up against the fabric of the dress, the cut making her shallow breaths much more obvious. "What are to doing, Kain?" While her words seemed uninterested, her eyes betrayed her, already holding a glow of curiosity and excitement within them. They glanced at the shadows that flickered over the walls and the chair Kain had been seated in just moments ago before gazing back into his icy ones.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 22:56:44</strong>
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				He smirked at her. The female was rather adorable really, he reached down and lightly slapped her cheek with just his fingers. Nothing to major, more like rough foreplay. “Do not dance around the question, I want an answer from you Natalina.” His voice purred her name as if she were a sweet he had devoured. Those fangs in view from his parted lips. He leaned down and let them open more and she would feel a hot wet tongue travel from her cleavage up to her neck where he <br>Exhaled a breath. His tongue was odd, slightly rough like a dogs, and it was longer then it should have been. Nearly serpentine. “What does it feel like I am doing stupid girl?” he asked her. <br><br>She tasted good, but he needed more from her. Panting slightly, his grip on her grew a bit more demanding. Moving down her body, and cupping around her breasts she would feel the touch tighten and then suddenly the sound of ripping filled the air. Her ribs would feel a relief from the bodice and he looked down to watch her breasts jiggle and move at their freedom. He let out a low grown as he ran his hand down between her breasts. Ready to just have his way with her. Yet moved slowly. <br><br>Tormenting her as he lightly gripped a nipple and twisted it, nearly painfully so, tugging it and watching the orb become cone shaped before letting it go and watching the flesh ripple and reset.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 23:09:24</strong>
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				The small slap was surprising though not hard enough to cause any real pain, though she did wince. When he scolded her she swallowed, not wanting to give an answer. He couldn't have that much control over her, at least not yet. But when his tongue met with her skin she knew she was horribly wrong. It felt much longer than any tongue she had seen, outside of a dog's, yet the goosebumps around her collarbone welcomed it.<br><br>"Yes," she whimpered out, answering simply as it was all her lungs would allow. Her body was already responding to his advances making her glare inwardly at the man. Then she heard the sound of ripping and felt as if she could breathe much better all of a sudden. Natalina's eyes traveled down to where his stared and felt one of those large hands move between her breasts.<br><br>Then she screamed out, back arching slightly off the floor to follow hos movements. "Kain!" She breathed his name out as a hand wrapped around one of his wrists, though not quite making it all the way around. It was undoubtable that her attempt to stop him would befruitless. And she couldn't bring herself to actually tell the man to stop. Regardless of her scream, his teasing had sent a wave of pleasure coalescing through her entire body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 23:26:30</strong>
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				Oh her voice screaming his name in such a way was enough to make that coiling sweetness move down his body to his pelvis. He shivered a bit, but had managed to keep himself in check. No, he wanted to tease her, to make her body response and move. His mouth salivating and he had to close his lips to keep from drooling on her. Swallowing down his excitement he smirked looking up at her face. <br><br>The expression she wore was rewording and he arched a brow as his own smile faded and turned rather solemn, just watching her. Observing her movements and taking in the scent of her excited body. He used both of his hands this time. Cupping each breast in one hand and lightly circling her nipples with his thumbs before he shifted them to press the talon into her flesh. Making it sting a little and then he gripped both of them tightly. She would see them shape into his grip and the nipple itself poking out from between his index and middle finger. He closed those fingers around them and shifted his touch so that they rubbed against the inside of the digits. <br><br>“Dirty human, look at you.” He said before the corner of his mouth tugged with a bit of a grin. “Scream my name again.” He demanded and as he did, he dug his nails into her flesh to make it hurt. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 23:51:27</strong>
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				That smirk. She was starting to dread the appearance of it. Something was always up his sleeve when it curled onto his lips. When it turned much more serious she began to feel fear, unsure of what he was planning.<br><br>When his other hand joined the first at her breasts, her own hand instinctively went to that wrist. Persistent tugs seemed to have no affect on the man as he toued with her. At first she bit her lip and tried to keep from reacting to his soft circling but as the sharp nails pressed into her skin she couldn't help but whimper. Against his hands her chest rose and fell, trying to calm, but nothing seemed to work.<br><br>Her small hands then tightened their grip on his wrists. Not trying to pull them away anymore, no, rather trying to keep anymore sounds from betraying her weak facade. It worked for a moment but his fingers felt like those of some enchanter, making her moan softly under their touch. Immediately she scolded herself for her reaction but her body ignored her, not particularly caring about what she had to say, rather what the demon was doing.<br><br>Natalina was about to refuse his command when his nails dug into her. Instead of simply screaming at the pain, she subconsciously did just as she was told. "Kain!" A whimper left her as she squirmed beneath him trying to free herself of his grip. The pain of his nails brought a faint line of tears to her eyes, one she would not let drop.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 00:13:43</strong>
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				The grip of her hands around his wrists made him feel powerful. Even more so then usual. She was so small compared to him, so easily broken. Not in her spirit, but just her body itself. Kain had to make sure not to break his toy so soon. Not wanting to ruin the fun he could get out of her. His jaw slacked a bit at hearing his name again and seeing her eyes water. Oops, that grin returning. To rough? He chuckled a bit hearing her desperation in her voice, seeing it on her face. Her body was reacting beautifully and in turn caused his to react to. Would she even be aware of how much she was exciting him? <br><br>Finally he turned his hands and slapped hers away before putting a pointer finger in her face like a parent would to their child. Eyes telling her to stop it before he moved back to running his sharp talons down her stomach. Mm, still to much fabric, he made quick work at that too, ripping all the way down to her navel. Seeing her stomach, and chest rise and fall. seeing her flesh pink in places he had been a bit to rough before he found her expression once more. <br><br>“I can smell you.” He told her and as he did he shifted off of her body. Then she would feel herself suddenly rolled over and forced up onto her knees, yanked back against him before shoving her face down against the soft carpet. The dress was pulled down around her curves and he exposed all of her flesh. The female nude before him. He watched the firelight dance over her tanned flesh and leaned down to lightly bite one ass cheek before his hand rubbed the other and gave a sharp slap. The sound of it echoing through the room.&nbsp; His fangs pressing, but not breaking any skin. <br><br>He shivered as he shifted his weight and gripping her hips she would feel her lower half easily lifted off of the ground as he inspected her exposed sex and ass. A warm grin on his face. She smelt sweet like the oils of her bath and the innocents of her flesh. He slapped her rump again and enjoyed her reactions to him before he let his tongue roll out of his mouth and lazily ran up along her sex. Then even further as it ran over her ass and then higher. Pulling his tongue back into his mouth he let her flavor rest there for a bit before he dropped her and shoved her hips to the side so she fell onto her side. <br><br>Eyeing her for a moment he grinned again and slowly rose. “I am going to enjoy having you around.” he told her. “I do not think you deserve my attentions yet however, even if your wet, its not wet enough to please me.” then walked out of the room, grinning before the door closed with a light click. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 01:01:20</strong>
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				The finger made her blink up at the man, silenced by it. Her hands fell to the sides, feeling like a chastised child. Her eyes shifted down to watch him rip more of the dress, frowning slightly before she blinked. A tinge of pink covered her cheeks at his words, not understanding why it was that that made her blush. Yet again she didn't have time to think as he rolled her over.<br><br>The carpet helped to keep from feeling like her face had been smashed into the floor, fingers gripping the threads of it. She moved to push herself up but gasped suddenly, then yelped, feeling a faint stinging where his hand met with the smooth flesh of her ass. Her head was turned to look at him and eyes widened as he lifted her. In an attempt to pull herself away her ass wiggled slightly in front of him but made it nowhere fast.<br><br>Another soft scream echoed through the room and she bit her lip before gasping out. Eyes shut tightly with fingers holding tightly to the carpet. It was all she could do not to moan at his amazingly long tongue. Just as she thought he might do more, feeling the moisture between her legs growing, her body hit the rug. The words he said made her blink repeatedly in disbelief as she pushed herself up, arms holding her body away from the floor. And then he left. Seriously?!<br><br>The anger she had been holding back quickly bubbled up to the surface and she grabbed the glass he had been drinking from off the small table, tossing it at the door. It shattered into several pieces as soon as it hit, littering the glass all over the floor. Standing, the girl's torn dress effortlessly slipped off her slim body, making her groan in annoyance. Luckily, Kain's jacket hung over the back of his chair. Pulling it on she brought the fabric close around her body. The silk rope holding one of the curtains open was wrapped and tied around her waist. Although the sleeves and overall body of the jacket was far too large for her, it rested like a makeshift dress that stopped just above her knees.<br><br>The next step was to find Kain. Without even considering the glass at the foot of the door, Natalina pulled it open and walked into the hall. A few small cuts broke the skin of her feet as she headed towards the room she had woken up in, guessing that's where he would be. "Kain!" Her voice echoed throughout the house, anger evident in it. Was she suddenly not good enough for him? Not 'wet enough'? What kind of ridiculous statement was that? He chose to save her so what made him think he could just throw her aside whenever he pleased. After all, he was the one that wanted her in the first place. With a swift push, she flung open the door to his bedroom, standing in the doorway.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 06:06:46</strong>
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				Once the door closed behind him he licked his lips again and waited just a moment to listen to her reactions. Then he turned and headed down the hall to his room. Taking long leisured steps, he was not to worried of what she may or may not do. The woman was still being looked after and under his care. So for now he felt the right to do as he chose with her.<br><br>&nbsp;It was amusing, a moment later the sound of glass shattering filled the hall and his own bedroom door closed. Walking over to his dresser he pulled his shirt up over his form, the long strands of his hair falling down his back. Covering the large image he had there. The back of his body was covered a large tattoo like marking. The tattoo was black, and looked like a skeleton of a dragon. It had a spine from the back of his neck all the way to his tail bone. The wings themselves wrapped around his arms all the way to his wrists. Hidden when he wore long sleeved which was most of the time. Something he did not wish for others to see.<br><br>Kain’s shoulders broad and powerful, the muscles flexing as he moved. His chest was carved and his stomach rippled over with strong toned abs. It was as if he had spent much time working with his body at some point in his life before he was changed. Built like an ox, those muscles moved like some well oiled machine under the paled flesh of his skin. In many aspects he was rather perfect, other then perhaps his personality. When his doors flew open he glanced over his shoulder go regard her. Wearing nothing but a pair of pants he seemed to only glance her over in his coat before he unbuckled his belt and turned to look at her. Leaning against the surface of his dresser he crossed his arms and waited for whatever it was she had to say. <br><br>His own smile finally appearing, her anger did nothing to worry him, if anything he was anticipating what it was she may have to say. He hoped she would not disappoint him, but rather… let that rage flow. It was something he wanted to see and experience for himself. “What is it?” he asked. Any man would be a fool to believe a woman would not be upset over what he had done. But he was proud of her actions. Rather glad she didn’t just roll over and turn into a sobbing mess, but rather let her sexual frustration, and even perhaps embarrassment take over to seep into her anger. This reaction was the thing he had been looking for and now that she was giving it to him, he wanted to see how brave her frustrations made her. <br><br><br>(KAINS MARK)<br>(http://img109.imageshack.us/img109/6773/kainsmark.jpg) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/109/kainsmark.jpg/)<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 06:27:22</strong>
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				Natalina stared at the man, watching his slow, leisurely movements, as if her presence was nothing to him. Her eyes flicked over the markings over his arms in curiosity but she didn't pay too much attention to them. Her mind was preoccupied with his actions.<br><br>"What is wrong with you? Aside from your horrible personality and obvious superiority complex, of course. Or is that it? You think yourself so high and mighty that you can treat anyone and everyone like dirt?" Her fists were clenched around the sides of the jacket she had turned into a small outfit for herself. That careless look made her want to throw her fist right into it and break some part of that perfect face. Not like that would ever happen with his immense strength.<br><br>"You brought me here. You chose to save me." She became much more flustered suddenly. "You started that!" A finger pointed back towards the room they had been in, referencing the fact that he was the one that began their little interaction. "So what is wrong with you?" A flash of brilliance crossed through her mind, though she wasn't sure if that's what it was or if it was complete stupidity that would get her killed. Either way, she stood strong to her resolve.<br><br>Her hands pressed back against her side. "Or are you not man enough to take? Oh, perhaps it's something else. That man that runs around with you is quite beautiful, and who's to say he's actually your brother? For all I know he's your real toy. Maybe you just took pity on me and that's why you saved me? Then remembered your lover, felt bad and fled from me." Her eyes narrowed as a smirk filtered onto her face. "That's it, isn't it?" So it was a ridiculous lie, but she couldn't think of anything else to say to the man, and there was at least a small amount of logic to her words. Her eyes were glued to his face to see if his reaction would be one of some sort of annoyance or if he'd laugh in her face as she expected.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 06:53:09</strong>
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				So that’s what it took to make her snap? Rejection. Interesting. Then again, perhaps it wasn’t to surprising. Natalina was breathlessly beautiful, from the shape of her lips, to her eyes. All the way down to the way she moved and even sang. Her strong personality gave her room to demand her freedom, and it was clear those who set eyes on her sought her as a winning prize that she felt no one was worthy of. <br>He watched her, and listened to her rant. His arms still crossed over his powerful chest and the fine brow arched high as if in surprise, and yet the rest of his expression remained rather unreadable. <br><br>She kept going to, first attacking his personality, then his worth, if was even man enough… then her comment on him ‘saving’ her. The last thing however made him blink at her. Oh suddenly he wished Abel had been there. Just to see the reaction on his brothers face, he could visualize it now in his head. Abel blushing and spazzing out, trying his best to prove he was anything but the flamboyant creature he was. Of course one would imagine with their personalities that it could, or would be most likely. Kain however remained silent until she stood there with that smug look on her face as if she had figured it all out.<br><br>What… a silly girl.<br><br>The next thing she would know he was on her. Moving fast and her body slammed hard against the door she had just come through, forcing it closed. She was lifted, one hand on her throat, while the other was actually between her legs holding her up. Supporting some of the weight of her body so not all of it rested on her neck alone. It was a double statement right then and there. “First off, young Natalina, I did not save you. It was you who made the choice to come. You who agreed to my terms, and you who wanted nothing more to be free from that situation you found yourself in at any cost.” <br><br>He leaned in a bit closer and lulled his head to the side, his smile cruel, and she could see his entire body nearly vibrating with power in the moonlight that spilled in through the window next to them. “Let us also not forget that I am the one in charge here, and yes… you are beneath me. A lowly creature who can be broken with out me even trying.” His brow arched higher and his expression rather wicked. “As for fucking my brother, well… he finds me to appalling to even hug let along let me near his rear end to plow away at, and if I had the chance, who knows I may just do it just to show him his efforts of constantly trying to change me are futile, thank you for the idea saved for later.” he chuckled. But it was not one of amusement, but rather cruel. <br><br>“Do you hate it? Being rejected? Do you expect others to fall at your feet and bow to your desires? You did not work to please me, and your to stupid to know what to do with a man who is even set before you for pleasure. If I decide I do not want to fuck you yet, or drive myself deep inside of you, that is my choice to make. Not yours, it is my body, and yours is also mine as you agreed. That is no longer your option.” He finally let her go and she dropped to the ground. The distance rather far. When she landed however he was not done with her. Rather he grabbed her by her hair and hauled her to her feet. The expression his face far from angry, but rather possessive.&nbsp; “Lets prove my point shall we?” he asked her as he drug her out of the room and kicked the door open to the room next to his. Stairs descending, he yanked her along, and when her struggles became stronger easily lifted her over his shoulder and carried her down into a room that was lined with torture devices. Throwing her down onto a wooden table, he strapped down her legs and arms. His movements none to gentle either as he did this. Legs forced apart, and arms bound above her he sneered. “I liked this coat to.” He said before starting to tare it off of her now bound helpless form. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:17:32</strong>
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				So his reaction was a bit different than what she had expected. In the blink of an eye he was there, right in front of her. Her legs swung for a moment and her hands wrapped around his arm, trying to pull it away. Mouth opening and closing it gasped for breath, chest heaving. She didn't think he'd attack her in such a way so the surprise was evident on her face.<br><br>As he spoke, she winced. His words, she knew, were completely true, but she hadn't wanted to admit them to herself. She wanted to be able to feel some sense of control and power, knowing full well that he would rip it away at some point. That point had come much sooner than she thought. When he spoke of plowing into his brother, her thoughts whirled, imagining a glimpse of the two for just a moment. But her lungs were burning, stinging from the pain of not receiving any air. And she was sure there'd be a nice, big hand print around her neck, bruising the soft skin.<br><br>Kain's chuckles did nothing to reassure her, only making the fear push into the realm of her anger, setting the two equal with one another. She wanted to scream at the man and tell him how horrid he was acting, but it was difficult to do without a voice. It also didn't help that she was too scared to speak her mind once more. She had gone too far and she knew it, but it was far too late to take everything back.<br><br>Hitting the floor, she could have sworn she heard a crack. Her hands moved to rub at her neck before flying up to her head as she screamed out. The length of her hair made her roots ache that much more from his abuse and she writhed, trying to pry his hands off her hair and pull herself away. It was completely useless. Down the stairs she tripped several times, still fighting his grip. Each time he tried to adjust her movements she whimpered in pain but it stopped the moment she saw the room. Another scream was expelled when her body hit the cold wood. An attempt was made to jump off the table, yet Kain was far too fast and strong. She tugged at the bindings, unable to pull out of them, as her gaze traveled around the room.<br><br>When he took to tearing at the jacket she twisted beneath his touch. "Kain, please..." she whimpered out, eyes completely filled with fear. Being killed was one thing, but torture was something completely different. She had no idea how her body would react to such levels of pain thus squirmed about once more. Her heart was racing, beating rampantly inside her chest. Arms tugged at her bindings and she felt completely exposed, a terrifying feeling in such a room. A lump had grown in her throat and she attempted to swallow it. "Kain! Please, let me go! Let me go!" Although there wasn't much anger in her words, it was faintly laced in, though most of her voice was clouded by desperation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:35:39</strong>
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				Now she begged? Of course she did. The truth was she had no idea what he had planned for her, that was the fear that was starting to hit the air. The scent of it masking her anger, and her desire. He watched her writhe and try to move against her bindings, watched her expression that had only moments ago flushed over with heated anger melt away with the apprehension of what was to come. Kain was surprisingly calm, more set on teaching her a lesson then acting out of his own anger. This was about her learning her place, not about him lashing out. Perhaps at times the two could go hand in hand, however not yet. He had set her up and she had been to lost to realize it yet. The poor woman had fallen for it yet again and he was rather pleased that he had to work to get her there.<br><br>Retesting her bonds he nodded his head and looked over her now exposed body as it struggled against the hard wood under her tender body. Not even bothering to step away he yanked the belt from around his waist free from his hips and coiled it before snapping the leather hard against each other so it make a crack like sound in the air. Giving her a wild grin the devil called Kain moved around her form. Taking his time now to figure how what he wanted to do first. When the first lash came it was struck right across her stomach. He watched her brace herself and quiver, and the hard black leather left a welt on her delicate flesh. <br><br>Giving it a few moments to sink in he watched her expression a bit curiously to see her reactions. For some it could be turned into pleasure, while others would find it mortifying. She would feel this same motion two more times, once against each one of her full lovely thighs. He was slow with his movements and the harsh sting of it would leave its mark behind on her flesh. Yet the vampire was also careful, nursing the hits so they did not break skin. This was not about hurting her per say, it was about obedience. Leaning over her form he smirked before leaning down and gripping a breast. His mouth closing around a nipple to give it a surprisingly gentle suckle. His tongue teasing her as he went. <br><br>She would feel him press between her legs and whether she knew it or not, he was raging hard inside of his leather pants. Moving to the other breast he lifted the leather and lightly ran the belt across her mouth. Then pulled back suddenly to bring it down once more, yet this time over one of her breasts. The wetness left behind from his mouth making it sting more before he pulled back completely and whipped her once again along her inner thigh, dangerously close to her exposed sex. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:56:35</strong>
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				The anticipation of what was to come was killing her, making the fear rise consistently. He seemed to be a hiding a smug look on his strong features and she knew she had fallen for another one of his little games. Oh how he loved those games. They continued as his belt was removed and her eyes went wide. The crack that echoed through the room made her flinch noticeably and she tried to shrink away from the leather. His intentions were obvious, but that didn't mean she was any less frightened by them.<br><br>A scream echoed through the air, cutting sharply through the silence. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and she breathed heavily. Teeth pressed into her bottom lip as she felt the pained sting left behind on her stomach, a faint line of water hiding behind her lidded eyes. Yet through the pain she could feel the wetness between her legs, confusion settling into her mind. Any time she had gotten a lashing from her parents in the past, she cried and ached and refused to speak to them for days. Now, however, her body reacted very, very differently and she almost despised it for that simple reason. <br><br>When she was ready to open her eyes once more the belt came down again, twice, making her legs pull sharply against their restraints. The red burn of her legs mixed with the burn around her ankles from the bindings, her sudden movement leaving a dark color there. She had screamed once more and whimpered as she lied there, unable to move away from the attacks. Managing to open her eyes the girl looked down at her naked body, seeing the bright welts.<br><br>Then that evil smirk appeared once more but she couldn't react fast enough. A gasp sucked in the air around her as his warm mouth found itself around her hardened nipple. Instead of the brute force she had expected, Natalina received something much softer, much gentler. The girl didn't care to hide her feelings at that point and so moaned under his mouth. Her lips were soon met with the leather of his belt and she whimpered when he pulled away before letting out another loud scream, though this one was laced with a faint groan of pleasure. It scared her to the bone to think that he had gotten so close to her sex but the moisture there only grew endlessly. "Kain," she whimpered out, her breasts bouncing slightly as her chest rose and fell endlessly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 18:53:02</strong>
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				Grinning as he heard his name again, her reaction being more then even he expected. So she liked it? He glanced her over, seeing her wet between her legs, how hard her nipples had gotten, all the way to that glazed look in her pretty eyes. Her scent still laced with beautiful fear, and mixing with her desires. Kain had to smile to himself, this was something Santiago could not do, he could not hurt a woman and make her appreciate it. Even as Natalina found herself sinking and feeling herself betrayed by her body, this was a response that man would have never gotten. Though perhaps someone else could have eventually, but… right now? He was the one to do it.<br><br>Bringing his arm back up, he lashed her once more across her chest, then lower along her stomach leaving an x like mark on the delicate flesh. He lifted his other cool hand and ran it over her welts. The soft cold sensation a relief to the burning skin. He leaned down and kissed the marks softly. Running his long tongue over them before his hand moved between her legs and lightly graced along her sex. His eyes lifted to watch her face and she could see his hungry gaze giving her a look that would make her feel like a meal about to be devoured. He smiled a bit, and spoke, his voice a low grumble as he did. “your so wet, and continue to just grow more so.” she felt that growl against her form as his fingers played with the petals of her opening. Carefully he ran his thumb along her clit, doing slow circles and teasing her. <br><br>Watching her body react he pulled back and she felt the belt come down on her two more times. Grinning he came around her and leaned over her form. His face over hers with his hands behind his back as he watched her expression. “Naughty girl.” He told her gently and stepped away. Moving to a cabinet he opened it up and she could hear him, but not see what he was doing. <br><br>When he came back around once more he moved up between her legs and knelt down. She could see his expression was one of concentration and his hand lifted and he rested most of it over her form while his hand moved to her sex once more. She could feel him spreading her open, and then something cold touch her. It didn’t take long for it to warm up, but then she would feel her walls starting to part as he pressed something inside of her. Eyes lifting he looked up to watch her expression as the item shifted in a bit and then back out. Teasing her, and then also seeming to make her body open up and get used to the foreign object. He seemed to know what he was doing, because she remained intact with her virginity, so this did not hurt… just yet. As he teased her, his thumb returned to stimulating her sex and the smooth object glided in and out of her body. Her sweet juices making the movements slick and easy. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 20:18:28</strong>
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				Her head was spinning more and more with each movement, body flaring as if on fire. Each welt burned incredibly, making her breathing that much more ragged. Each time her eyes turned to his she saw the enjoyment in them, the entertainment all over his face. He loved seeing her squirm, hearing her screams. Then she noticed the bulge in his pants and realized how much pleasure he was getting from hurting her. It somehow made the act so much more enjoyable, but that made no sense. How could something so painful feel so damn good?<br><br>Screaming out as she felt the next two lashes, her body tried to move away from the thick belt, yet the moment her scream died down, a moan came grumbling after it. She couldn't understand why it felt so pleasing. The cold of his hand made her groan in relief, glad to feel something other than the pain. While his soft kisses surprised her she didn't have much time to focus on them as a hand found itself between her legs. Her eyes darted to his and she felt like he was about to pounce and tear her to shreds. They quickly closed upon hearing his words, not wanting to look him in the eyes when he said it, instead paying more attention to his motions.<br><br>"Oh god," she whispered and twisted against her restraints, almost trying to press closer to his teasing thumb. Whimpering when he pulled away she screamed again and again. She swallowed roughly, clearing her throat of the screams that kept leaving it. Her eyes searched for them man, only hearing his movements.<br><br>When he returned she looked at him in confusion, not sure why he looked so concentrated. Then she gasped but couldn't move from the weight of his arm over her. The cold object pressed past her moist lips and moved inside of her, then out once more. At first she was scared, unsure of what the object was and how deeply he would push it. Natalina did not want to loose her virginity to some strange object, but it seemed that might be the case. "Kain please," she whimpered, searching for his eyes at the end of the table. Yet even through her fear she felt her body respond. And then his thumb returned to her clit and she could not stop the moans that began to flow freely. The strange object mixed with his fingers made her moan and twist, tugging away at her bindings, yet it only brought her closer to the man.<br><br>"Kain," she groaned out breathlessly. Was she not getting enough air? Black spots were appearing before her eyes and she attempted to blink them away but it did no good. If he could give her such an immense amount of pleasure now, she could only imagine what he could do with his own body. It made her crave his touch, needing him closer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 20:57:41</strong>
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				The devil man enjoyed her reactions, the richness of her scent. It filled the air with its sweetness and he found himself hungering for her. Oh. He wanted to slam inside of that body and break her. Take every part of her for himself. Kain was restrained however, this was not about his own pleasure in the sense of the physical, it was about making her aware of what he could do for her, and to her. <br><br>He knew she senses his arousal, knew that the discomfort of his clothing was restraining and a constant reminder of what lay under the leathers. Part of him wanted to let that out and spring free, and another part loved how good the pain of it felt. The numbing of the head of his shaft from being held fast behind such restraints. A bit morbid, Kain himself liked pain. Found pleasure in the presents of it. <br><br>He continued to tease her, to fill her with this toy and his touches. Soon he moved his thumb away and leaned in with his mouth. Sucking at her click and roughly brushing her tongue back and forth over the nub. Flicking and licking. Sucking at her until it puffed up and grew sensitive. He continued his own thrusts with the smooth toy inside of her, curving it slightly so it brushed that sensitive place only a few inches inside of her. His tongue wrapped around the toy for a moment like a snake. Pulling her juices into his mouth and swallowing. Loving the taste of it and shivering before leaning back in to continue his assault against her. She would feel a hot breath exhale against her and he moaned out, the vibrations of it moving over her skin. Finally he pulled away and looked up at her.<br><br>“Remember, your mine to do with as I please until I set you free, my pretty little caged fox.” He told her and as he said this, he pressed the toy deeper inside of her. Tightening against her wall before breaking through. When he pulled it back out again he saw her blood and his body shivered. Pulling the toy completely free he leaned in and pressed his long tongue deeper inside of her then a normal human tongue could reach. Twisting it one direction then the other. Coiling her and tasting her juices mixed with her virgin blood. He moaned out and she would feel another hot breath exhaled against her. Driving his tongue in and out of her body, greedy for that sweet nectar of pureness. He moaned again and sweat started to form on his brow as he fucked her with his mouth and tongue. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 04:26:04</strong>
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				The girl wanted so badly to turn over on the table so that her body could feel the coolness of the untouched parts of the wooden table. She was on fire, every last nerve ending raving within her. Kain's fingers had her feel as if she was losing her mind, but then his tongue - oh God, his tongue.<br><br>She felt a low, needy groan rumble out from deep within her chest and heard it bounce back at her. His tongue felt felt like the wonderful parts of heaven mixed dangerous with the dirtiest parts of hell. It had her hips rising slightly off the table, unable to decide if they wished to run from the prodding serpent or let him devour every part of her. While her mind was having this same quarrel, her body chose to give in to the darker side. She moaned and writhed about from the pleasure. The restraints kept her mostly still. Then she whimpered as the toy pressed against her sensitive wall. Relief spilled over her when it moved away but much further than she had wanted.<br><br>Over the uneven rise and fall of her chest, Natalina caught a glimpse of the long tongue wrapping itself around the toy and saw the curios reaction to her taste. A moment later she felt it plunge back inside followed by the heat of his breath, causing another moan to spill out. Then he stopped again and she listened to his words. His choice of animal to call her made her wonder with what little part of her brain was still working. She had no idea what was going to happen next, but when it did, she felt as if she were ready to die.<br><br>Her eyes widened in understanding before squeezing tightly shut. She tried not to make a sound, to just grit her teeth and bare it, but the pain was too great. Finally a scream echoed through the room, probably further through the house. It couldn't have been her's, it just didn't sound like her. Yet her mouth was open and she could feel the faint trickle of liquid running down the inside of her thighs. His tongue only made her whimper more and attempt to pull away, forgetting about the bindings. For long moments she could only feel the pain of her lost virginity. It wasn't until she felt the vibration of his moan deep inside her that her body began to respond to the stimulation once more.<br><br>His long tongue felt more amazing than the toy had. She wasn't sure if it was just that wonderful or if it was because of the broken wall and his ability to move much deeper. She also didn't care. The adoring moans returned in mere seconds as her body regained that delicious sense of pleasure. It rang through every part of her and her hips once again attempted to press forward, to feel more of him.<br><br>He could have her. At that point, she didn't care about how he had acted earlier. If he wanted to use her, so bet it. It seemed that even when he was trying to bring her pain, her body interpreted it as pleasure. And now, when her pleasure her, she could think of nothing that would make her want to leave the man. Although she had never been with another man the stories she had heard from friends were nothing like this. No, no one else would be able to make her feel the way she did at that moment when everything began to go black. Only Kain would be able to make her pique the way she was about to and she knew it.<br><br>Natalina's screams hit the air as her body began to shake and shiver from the devious plays of his mouth and tongue.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 04:43:06</strong>
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				Eyes the color of Ice lifted to watch her body shiver and arch. Hear her screams echo through out his halls. <br><br>Oh how Abel would have come running to save her, only to see her writhe under Kain’s demanding affections. It was nearly a shame he had decided to leave. The larger vampire moaned again, feeling intoxicated by her juices, and blood. The tingled tangle of the two mixed together brought him a bliss words alone could not express. He reached down to grip himself through his pants and squeeze. Another pained moan escaped his mouth and exhaled hotly over her sex.<br><br>He was nearly thrusting into his hand, but forced his body to remain still. Demanding himself to behave it seemed. As if he took pleasure in tormenting himself as well… and he did. He could tell she was close and this only caused him to become more aggressive. Curling and flicking his tongue tirelessly. The male was not a human, and so he had the ability to keep going with out getting tired to quickly. Even if he had, he wouldn’t have stopped. His head pulled back a bit before moving closer, shifting his head side to side so his nose teased and brushed roughly against her clit. Grinding against it and only adding stimulation to her. Nearly drowning himself. <br><br>His hand lifted and he drug his nails down her form lightly before reaching up and gripping a breast. Tweaking a nipple and twisting it between his thumb and index. Cupping the breast tightly and massaging the orb lovingly, while scraping his talons at the same time. He was going to make her cum all over his face, and growled lower wanting it. <br><br>The primal like sound coming out viciously and loud. Nearly snarling against her as he thrashed his head side to side and continued to thrust his tongue in and out of her. Drooling on himself, and feeling some of her crimson purity run down his chin. She would suddenly hear his voice in her head, his powers and their connection making it so. "Cum for me." He told her. "Let it go and give in." <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 05:01:06</strong>
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				Even the sound and feel of his hot moans made the girl shiver. Her body was begging for more and quickly received it. His tongue seemed to cover every last crevice of her insides. Then his nose rubbed over her swollen clit and she screamed again, feeling her whole body twitch in bliss, moving more and more as he continued.<br><br>A shiver ran down her spine as his nails dragged over her and she gasped out. Her breasts had received some attention earlier and they now realized how much they missed it, needed it. Hardened nipples pointed straight up for him. She let out moan after moan, scream after scream, hips repeatedly pressing against his face, begging for more. She knew she didn't deserve such attention, such delicious, amazing pleasure, but her body disagreed, demanding more.<br><br>The growls mixed in with her screams might have sounded like a ravenous wolf devouring some poor woman in thick, angry bites. She was sure the sounds could be heard throughout the entire house and likely would have rolled over and died of embarrassment if anyone else was there. Luckily, she had no such thing to worry about and was able to freely release her feelings.<br><br>Then his voice rang through her head. Almost as if a trigger had been pulled, as if her body had been waiting for the command it needed, she did exactly as he said. Within seconds her head was spinning all over the world, eyes unable to pry themselves open as her entire body racked with the quake of her orgasm. It flooded through every part of her small figure, wave after wave, going on as if it would never stop. Her juices spilled out of her body and covered Kain's mouth and chin, spilling across parts of his cheeks and nose. She shook on the table, finally hearing her moans begin to die down, even as her body still reacted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 05:16:52</strong>
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				What a beautiful song. The way she sang for him now was just was lovely as it had been while in the woods. Though it was indeed a completely different form of song, it was filled with passion and flames. Her world was on fire and he was the one igniting it and setting her ablaze. The song she belted out indeed would have made windows shatter, and his own chest was heaving for air. <br><br>When she did finally let herself go, when he felt that pussy quiver around his tongue he grinned and moaned low. The sound of it rippling over her skin and leaving Goosebumps in its wake. Eyes closed and fallowed her movements as her body rocked and bucked against his face. The sweetness of her sticky juices lacing his tongue and face being exactly what he wanted. Kain couldn’t help but feel pride. He continued with his affections even as she started to subside. Her body twitching. He finally pulled back, but only a little. Just enough to flick his tongue and watch her jump each time he did. <br><br>Exhaling another hot breath over her, he glanced up and grinned in a hungry way as her sweetness dripped from his expression. Falling from his smooth face onto his pants. <br><br>Then suddenly he turned his head to the side and sank his fangs into her the flesh of her inner thigh. Feeling her blood splash the back of his throat as if he had just done a shot of alcohol. Kain moaned more and swallowed her down, each time she filled his mouth another greedy gulp was met with it and he shivered. His powers pressing inside of her and she would feel them swell against every nerve in her being. The sharp pain had turned in only moments into something of pure euphoria and she would know then why others did not manage to escape a vampires bite. They wouldn’t want to. As if some sort of poison was fed into their very core and making them helpless and at the same time addicted. <br><br>He growled against her and nearly lost himself. Nearly ripped a chunk out of her skin but pulled back before the blood lust became to much and licked his lips. Leaning down he lapped at her wound a few times before closing it with his powers and then stepping back. He was panting and his chin and chest was covered in a mix of her pleasure and her crimson stain. <br><br>He smiled and leaned over, slightly loosing balance before he gripped the buckles around her ankles. Setting her free, he leaned over her body and she could feel him hard press against her sex. The throbbing there was like a heart beat. His paled flesh having gained a bit of color to it since he fed from her. He set her wrists free as well and looked into her eyes before leaning down and licking from her throat to her chin. Then found her mouth to give a soft kiss. A moment later he yanked her off of the table and lifted her body up. Carrying her up the stairs and into his chambers were he placed her on the bed. His movements less cruel this time. “Sleep” he told her. Having taken a good amount of blood from her, she would need the rest. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 05:41:16</strong>
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				Calm finally began to flow through her body, bit by bit. While her heart still raced, breathing still utterly ragged and flustered, the shaking was slowly filtering out. She was able to open her eyes and blink repeatedly at the ceiling before flickering them around the room in search of the man. When they finally landed upon his dripping face they were only a shade deeper than his, a strange blue shade too light to fully put a name to. The sight of him covered in her juices, staring so hungrily, made her shiver.<br><br>Then she screamed, but just for a second. It was a scream of pain and surprise but it did not last. Suddenly she felt as if she were swimming in a sea of pure paradise. A sense of complete euphoria enveloped her, holding her close and lulling her into happiness. She moaned softly as her breathing slowed and came out in long, deep, silent sighs. A smile seemed to crawl back onto her lips for the first time in what felt like hours. Natalina was lost in a world of bliss as her blood was sucked out of her body. She couldn't help but give a soft whine when the feeling ended.<br><br>Her striking orbs opened once more, lids drooping as she found his handsome face. He was covered in the dark liquid, the blood she knew was her's but found no worry in. At that moment she could care about absolutely nothing. His slight stumble went unnoticed as her legs relaxed. Then she released another soft moan at feel his hardness through the leather pants, pressing closer to it. Even when her wrists were released, her arms merely lied there above her head, not wanting to move in fear of destroying the wonderful spell she was under. The smile on her lips seemed to tug a bit higher when his tongue returned to her skin. Her lips responded to his, returning the soft kiss.<br><br>When he pulled her off the table she stumbled, unable to get her footing and glad to be picking up. It seemed they reached his room in the blink of an eye, though her lids were moving exasperatingly slowly. Soon they learned they wouldn't have to move at all. The plush bed felt perfect compared to the hard wooden table she had been resting up. She turned on the bed so her front rested on the cool silk sheets, the soft fabric taking some of the heat away from her darkened welts. The moment his command hit her ears Natalina was out. Yet even as she slept soundly, exhausted from the day, the faintest of smiles remained on her lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 06:08:28</strong>
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				The vampire moved away from her and into his own bathroom. Groaning a bit as he finally pulled his leather pants down. His hardened shaft finally free the relief of it washing over his entire body. shivering a bit he sighed heavily. Feeling drunk off of her emotions, essence, and blood. He moved over to turn on the water and flopped into a filling tub with out a care if water was in there yet or not. <br><br>As water filled he watched her blood flake away from his flesh. Turning the clear crystal like color into something more pinkish. However, once the tub was full it was rather hard to tell blood had been in it at all. He dunked himself under the surface of the water and then slowly rose back out. His long hair flowing around him lazily and he tipped his head back resting it on the rim of the tub. When he washed and rose, he came back out and saw her still resting on his bed peacefully. A slow smirk on his lips before he moved to the fur before his fire place. Staring off into it he yawned a bit. His door opened a crack and he glanced in its direction before sighing. His peace broken, and he was nearly irritated by it, had he not been so drunk already from his toying with her.<br><br>“So, got yo9urself a new little playmate huh?” Said a voice he had not heard in years. He didn’t even bother to turn his head. Knowing exactly who it was that spoke. The feline made his way into the room and leapt up onto the bed. “Oh my, what a pretty looking little thing this time.” The cat, spoke, yet its mouth did not move. There was nothing amazing about he animal really. He was solid white other then one eye had a black patch of fur around it. A full perfect circle. The eye inside of it was a pretty sky blue, while the other eye was the normal golden feline color. <br><br>“What do you want?” Kain drawled before he finally glanced over to see the feline was actually looking at him. Its expression holding that feline smile that never seemed to change on his never aging expression. “I left you in charge of my estate and it’s a mess. What have you been doing all these years?” Kain asked and the cat yawned before dropping down and padding over near him. Sitting down a foot or so away started to preen itself. <br><br>“Well, your home is free of rats and mice, I am not going to clean for you. You should have hired a grounds keeper for that.” Kain sighed and looked away before he rose. <br><br>“I do not have time for you cat, leave.” He growled out and moved over to the bed, crawling into it and laying down as if to sleep. <br><br>“Oh, I will. But I bring news, you see Akasha wanted to come see you tomorrow, should I tell her you are busy?” The sly expression on the cats face irritated him and he sighed heavily. “Alright, she will be here then around noon, see you again soon first born.” With that the cat left and Kain grumbled a bit before looking at the human in bed with him and realizing he couldn’t sleep. Climbing back out of bed he moved to put on a pair of silken pants and then went back to the study she had found him in earlier that night. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 06:42:34</strong>
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				Natalina finally stirred. She didn't know how long it had been since she fell asleep, but it couldn't have been too long. Each time she moved every muscle in her body ached. Her arms and legs were sore from being tied up, wrists and ankles wound with deep bruises. A hand slid over her stomach and she winced as she felt the raised skin there. When her eyes finally fluttered open, they looked down under the sheets at her naked body, covered in the aftermath of the vampire's actions.<br><br>Even as she tried to turn onto her side she felt the strain in her thigh from where Kain had bitten her. With a soft groan she reached down and rubbed the tender spot softly before finally looking around the room. The faintest rays of the morning sun could be seen in the distance though it hadn't yet touched the darkness she laid in. All around her everything was completely still. Although she hadn't expected him to be there, she still frowned faintly at waking up alone, feeling the coldness in the air around her.<br><br>Finally rising, she took her time sliding off the bed and standing. Her legs were weak and wobbly but she didn't want to be alone in the room. Reaching back, she pulled the silk sheet of the bed and wrapped it around her body. A hand held the edge together at her chest and her dark waves rolled over her bare shoulders. She didn't want to take any of the clothes from the closet again. And even though she badly wanted to bathe, she probably wouldn't be able to get out of the warm water.<br><br>Loosely holding the sheet around her body the girl opened the creaking door and looked down the hall. She walked through it slowly, fingers brushing over the walls and window sills she passed. A glow shown under the door of the study and she stepped towards it. Pushing the door open just enough for her to slip through, she poked her head in, eyes dully hanging over her aquatic eyes, though their color had darkened from the aches in her muscles. "Kain?" She whispered. Her throat was raw from the screams she had expelled the night before and she cleared it quietly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 18:44:22</strong>
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				The man was still a vampire, and though he could go out into the daylight, he had yet to sleep the last few days. So when he did finally hit the chair in his parlor, he was out in moments. His hand curled near his temple to prop his head up, while one leg was crossed over the other. The giant slept deeply. His world of dreams captivating though he would never remember what it was he dreamt when he woke. <br><br>His breathing was heavy and his bare chest rose and feel with those deep slow breaths. Asleep the man was just as beautiful as when he was asleep, though the difference was he looked peaceful rather then terrifying. Perhaps it was the nature of sleep itself that made most things appear that way. Even the most dangerous of animals looked peaceful when sleeping.<br><br>When the door opened and his name was called he remained silent and unresponsive. The fire before him had died down to soft glowing embers, giving a red tint to most of the room. The curtains of course had been pulled closed, or rather had fallen closed when she had used one of the ties as a make shaft belt. the glass on the floor had been cleaned up, and beside him was another glass of wine that he had poured though never got to actually touching. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 19:04:06</strong>
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				When no response came, Natalina stepped into the room and pushed the door closed quietly. She could see his figure, slumped slightly, though thought he was simply silent, not wanting to speak. Quietly padding around to the front of his chair, she saw she was wrong. A soft smile appeared as she watched the large man sleep. For once he looked calm and peaceful. No anger, ferocity, or even pure laziness. It was a surprising sight but he definitely needed the sleep; his deep breaths proved that.<br><br>Her head turned to look at the dying fire before eyeing the reddened room. Everything seemed so peaceful right then, much different from what she had expected. The glass of wine beside him caught her attention and she leaned forward to lift it, bringing it to her nose. The smell was different from any wine she had tasted - strange when being from Italy - but she moved it to her lips regardless Tipping the glass back, a small amount of the dark liquid covered her tongue and ran down her throat. The taste was definitely something she hadn't had, holding a strange sweetness to it that she simply couldn't place her finger on. After a moment of eyeing the wine she placed it back on the table.<br><br>"So quiet," she whispered. Enjoying the glow of the heated embers, Natalina lowered herself to the floor, the carpet soft beneath her. She tugged the edge of the sheet into the other to hold it up and leaned back against Kain's chair. Her bright eyes stared into the fireplace, almost hypnotized. It wasn't long before her hands had dropped onto the lap of the legs curled under her. Her head eventually lulled to the side, resting against Kain's leg as sleep returned to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>30-03-2013, 19:15:29</strong>
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				The embers crackled lightly and he felt something against his leg. For a moment his mind did nothing, but finally the warmth of her started to register and he blinked lazily. Thick lashes parting to take in the sight of her leaning against him while she looked into the fire, and then the weight grew more so and he knew then she had fallen asleep. Kain watched her for a few more moments peacefully before he to drifted back off. Not bothering to move her, or let her know he had woken in that small moment. His mind to lazy to even realize or let everything sink in long enough for a reaction. A good amount of time must have gone by, because when movement came again into the room he woke and blinked those iced orbs on the sight before him.<br><br>A small woman stood there, very tiny in her height, yet full figured in her build. Not much different from the girl at his knees, but perhaps with a little extra weight on her in the all the right places. Long black hair that hung to her hips had fallen over her shoulder as she had bent over to examine the girl on the floor before the massive man. Her own eyes a sky blue didn’t even lift when she spoke, appearing to know he had woken. “She is a pretty one. Ghost had said you had gotten yourself a lovely little pet this time. I would almost think she is lovelier then the sacrifice you brought to me, if I didn’t like the albino so much.” It was then her eyes lifted. Lady Akasha, the ruler of the vampire council. It was not the first time her royal had graced his home, yet he could sense she was alone. Odd. Since her husband was always watchful of her. <br><br>“May I have a taste?” She asked and Kain arched a brow. Had it been anyone else he would have growled and gotten territorial, yet something about Akasha made him behave. Perhaps it was their similarities of understanding one another. A sort of shared pity. She was always kind to him, and her kindness had won over sides of him that no one else could touch besides Abel of course. When she touched the girl and lifted her hand, bringing to closer to her mouth, she watched Kain for a reaction, but seeing he would do nothing she merely giggled and stepped back. “No fun first born.” She told him before coming around and sitting on her lap. He had a fondness for her, but it was never sexual, the idea just never did anything for him. She was like a mother, or sister. Not something he considered in a sense of sexual fulfillment. <br><br>“What do you want?” He asked her finally and she reached over playing the girls hair, figuring she would wake sooner or later. “I just wanted to visit a friend, I can do that cant I?” She asked and Kain eyed her for a moment. <br><br>“You never just visit anyone.” He told her and the queen giggled a bit lulling her head to the side while eyeing him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>31-03-2013, 01:25:49</strong>
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				Voices hit her ears. Quiet voices, almost as if they were far away. Then she felt her hair moving as if it were being played with. The action was calm and soothing, making her smile faintly. But something seemed unnerving. One voice was recognizable: Kain's. She could tell that voice anywhere by then. The other, however, was very knew to her. A soft female's voice, very pretty. She called herself a friend and upon hearing Kain's response, Natalina realized that they were directly behind her. She could still feel his leg and the chair she had fallen asleep leaning against and both voices were about the same distance away.<br><br>Letting out a soft groan as she finally chose to stir, the girl's muscles reminded her of the previous night. Everything inside her ached and creaked, even as she lifted her head. Her throat was soar and voice would undoubtedly be slightly hoarse. Not too bad, she had always had good luck with keeping her melodic voice, regardless of how poorly her throat felt. As she sat up, straightening out, she was glad the sheet still stayed wrapped tightly around her body. A hand lifted and ran through her hair, letting the dark locks spill in every direction.<br><br>When she finally had the strength to fully move her body, she turned to the side and looked up at the two. Her eyes widened slightly at the sight of the woman. Comparatively, they weren't all that different, aside from the fact that the other was much more curvaceous and much prettier. Natalina's bright orbs shifted between the two, wondering why she was sitting on his lap. She didn't want to speak, not knowing exactly what to say or how to act. Instead, she moved back a few inches. The motion made her stomach growl loudly and she realized she hadn't eaten in at least two days. A bright pink shade touched her cheeks as her arms moved to cover her stomach.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>01-04-2013, 04:06:53</strong>
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				Akasha had to bite back her excitement as the girl stirred. Her eyes watching intently, those curls, the scent of her flesh, the way she moved. Of course he also reeked of sexual desire and some blood as well, it was there faintly. Those ruby lips curled back on her child like face, and she waved at the young woman. “Why hello there.” She said with a rich accent. Her origins have come from Egypt so the accent was rather thick and lovely as she spoke. She leaned in a bit closer as the girl turned and she reached out but paused when the girl moved further away. Her brows meeting a bit. She parted her lips to say more to the young woman to try and comfort her, yet blinked and leaned back abit hearing the loud growl. She narrowed her eyes and soon turned them onto the vampire she had perched herself on.<br><br>“Have you not fed her?” She asked and Kain blinked for a moment before looking down at the girl on the ground then back at the monarch. “Seems I have not.” he said lazily and she glared at him before crossing her arms and huffed heavily. “I should have some things down in the kitchen, I am certain Abel had brought food with him”<br><br>Akasha sighed and gracefully slipped from his lap before getting onto her knees before the girl. Actually sitting a bit shorter then her. “Are you hungry? Do not lie child, I am rather good at detecting lies.” She grinned showing her fangs before lulling her head to the side. Long black hair falling over her shoulder and pooling into her lap. The female smirked before turning her attention back to Kain. “Get her clothing, and I will tend to her stomach you horrid owner.” She snapped before taking the girls hand and with a swift movement pulled herself and Natalina to her feet. “Such a mess that man.” She said about Kain as if he was not there listening. This only caused his brows to raise and his expression to look annoyed. Pulling the girl along with her she moved through the house as if she had been there thousands of times before. “Needs to get servants to tend to his halls as well. I swear that man is just horrid in more ways then one the lazy git.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>01-04-2013, 06:53:37</strong>
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				It was strange to think that Kain surrounded himself with people who were so much kinder than he. His brother was extremely sweet and almost frail in his reactions, seeming to act more like a scolded child than a grown man. This new woman didn't question Natalina in the way she thought, rather showed genuine concern. Something she had not expected durin her time with the man.<br><br>Although she spoke with a thick accent it was easy to understand her words. Her childish huff was actually adorable. When she slipped down in front of her, the petite Italian blinked several times. So she was a vampire as well. "Y-yes," she whispered slightly hoarsley before clearing her throat. Surprise spread over her features when the woman took her hand but she stood regardless, pushing away the wince she could feel coming from her aching body. <br><br>As they left the room she glanced back at Kain, a hand holding her sheet close. When the woman spoke in the hall, Natalina couldn't hide a smile. She was outspoken and even somewhat entertaining, making her much more likable, even if she was a vampire. "Thank you," she spoke softly. The girl ha completely forgotten about food and probably wouldn't have gotten it any time soon. Her eyes flickered over each part of the house that they passed through, obviously curious. For a moment she thought she glimpsed a cat but shook her head of the thought. <br><br>"I'm sorry, but... Who are you? You're close to Kain and Abe--" Suddenly she stopped. Abel, right? That was the name Kain had said earlier. Bright eyes widened as they turned to look back in the direction from which they had come. Abel wasn't a vampire, but he was Kain's brother. An the latter definitely had some years on him. Could they possibly be the brothers? "No, no. That doesn't make sense," she mumbled, eyes turning away from his direction. Kain had killed Abel in the tales, yet this Abel was alive. Then again, they were God's children an Kainwasnt exactly the nicest of people, so it wasn't impossible. And what kind of person named their children that way?<br><br>With a confused groan she looked back at the pretty vampire, realizing how ridiculous she must have looke through all that; looking around and talking to herself. "Oh uh, excuse me. My mind started to wander," she apologized, though her thoughts were definitely set.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>07-04-2013, 22:40:31</strong>
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				“Who am I?” The vampire female asked back with a grin. Nearly ready to give the young woman a heart attack with her information. However, the girl was soon distracted with her own thoughts. Akasha watched her curiously as they walked together. <br><br>That was not the first time she had seen a human react with such a question. The names would be well known in this part of the world. Seeing as most Catholics liked to make sure everyone knew their god was one of fire and brimstone.&nbsp; The girl caused her to smile as she watched her glance back and mutter. Confusion on her expression and things seeming to turn and click. At least she appeared intelligent, so Akasha was even more pleased. Idea of this girl being smart caused her own imagination to turn. Kain had taken in a human who was likely going to be a bit of a challenge for him. The man was so used to getting his way and what not it would be refreshing to see him having trouble on one of his deals. <br><br>It was always the same with how he worked, find a pretty girl. Charm them, trick them, claim them and then after a while toss them aside or give them to the council. Usually by then the females came out broken, or to well tamed to be any fun. It was something he liked to do. Kain was not very fond of humans, and as years had gone by his feelings for them had become less and less. Understandable of course, had her own gods turned and shunned her as his had done to him, she would likely hate humans as well. He was a bitter angry man with hardly any feelings inside of him. Yet, surprisingly loyal once he found a sort of kinship with another. Akasha felt she was one of the few who had actually gained this from him. Likely because she had become his friend instead of tried to own him as her husband often tried to do.<br><br>“Do not worry about it, come along, let us see if there is anything that is any good for you.” She said with a bright smile. The lovely little vampire was rather upbeat, and if the girl knew who she truly was, may have been surprised. Not all vampires could be terrifying creatures. However, Akasha even for her kindness… was wicked as well. Rather selfish and anything she could ever gain out of another she would use them until she found no use for them again. Sad, but true. Was that so very surprising though given the nature of the creature she was? Something that could live forever, and needed fuel in order to survive? <br><br>When they reached the kitchen the vampire went to work looking for food to prepare for the young woman. Even though she did not eat human food herself, she had a strange ability to make things. It was a skill she had obtained from feeding. Each person one would kill for their pleasure or substance always offered up a new little trait. Though she herself could not cook, whoever she fed from usually could. That knowledge was passed onto her giving that human their own sort of immortality. “So, Your name is Natalina, and you are from Italy? Anything else you would like to share about yourself?” She asked as she rolled up her sleeves and set to work. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>09-04-2013, 00:43:52</strong>
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				Natalina's mind was clouded with uncertainty and confusion. Try as she might, the thoughts about Kain and his brother refused to remove themselves from her brain. Fortunately, the strange little 'guest' in the house was proving to be a good distraction. She was surprisingly bubbly and talkative, something she hadn't expected of a friend of Kain's.<br><br>When they reached the kitchen her bright blue orbs looked around curiously, somewhat appalled by the fact that it even existed. Regardless, she took at seat at a small table that had been set off to the side and watched the woman move around. While she obviously wasn't human, given the shiny fangs hidden behind her lips, she somehow knew how to cook. That either meant she still ate human food or she had known how to cook beforehand; the only two explanations that made sense at the time, or at least the only ones she wanted to make sense out of.<br><br>"Me?" Blinking, she was unsure of how to respond to the woman. It would be rude not to, to just sit there as if there was nothing to tell her about herself. So Natalina thought for a moment before parting her lips to speak. "Well... I have an older brother, as well as a younger and a sister." A frown creased her features as she realized that was the first time she had thought of her family. Surely she had been with Kain for more than a day by then but how could she have forgotten her family? The thought was unsettling yet not as surprising as it should have been. It wasn't as if the reverse hadn't happened before.<br><br>"I... I really don't know what to say of myself. There isn't much of interest. I would love to travel, to see more than just Napoli such as the Asian world or the library of Alexandria. Simple things that are out of my reach, really." The coldness of the room began to seep into her skin making the girl shift and gaze about. Where was Kain with those clothes? It figures he would take his time. Already she was finding a growing annoyance towards the devil of a man, which only amused her own thoughts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>09-04-2013, 04:31:53</strong>
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				“It is always difficult to share information when placed on the spot. Perhaps if I share things of myself it will help.” She said with that rich accent and grinned at the girl as she got the wood burning stove started. “My name as said before is Akasha and I was born during the b.c. age. At that time I was married off to a young lord in Egypt. I was a princess of my tribe and the lord soon after became a king.” <br><br>She got some things sizzling and the scent of food filling the air. She sighed a bit, human food always smelt so good, but if she were to eat it, it would make her sick. Kain could eat human food, but it would never sustain him. Abel did not feed on blood, so he had to have human food and was a decent cook at that. Yet he of course refused to be around with Kain’s new pet. <br><br>“My king and I had come close to being defeated by our enemies and made a deal with our gods to come back as something else in order to keep ruling. Of course it was false, those gods were not our true gods. They were monsters, demons. So, I and my husband was made. I have been around ever since.” She did not go deeper into it. Her current husband was not the same one, but that was a story for a different time. “How did you end up here?” she asked the girl. Trying to keep her talking. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>09-04-2013, 19:36:57</strong>
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				The girl listened attentively as the woman spoke, eyes bright with curiosity. It was obvious then that she was much older than Natalina had first guessed but the years had definitely been kind to her. The story she told brought vivid pictures to her mind of Egypt and pharoahs and the strange dog-headed Gods of the time; perhaps she had spent too much time hidden in her books.<br><br>When the smell of the food reached her nose her stomach once again growled and she moved a hand to cover it. Whatever was being cooked would definitely be delicious, there was no doubt in her mind. Her sense quickly switched when Akasha spoke again."So you made a 'deal with the devil,' as they say, without even knowing it." Natalina's head nodded in understanding. To an outsider it may have seemed she had done the same, but she was fully aware of her choice when it was made.<br><br>At the new question she gave a bitter smile. "Kain saved me. Sort of. I basically moved from the as of one fiend to another." Akasha's stories and kindness had made the young Italian much more comfortable. Her arms dropped from self-consciously holding the sheet up into her lap. Then she spoke again. "I was to be married off to a Count or Lord or something of the sort from Spain. He was a useless man in nearly every definition of the word and I refused to have anything to do with him. Regardless of how it may have benefited my family, I wasn't going to sell my life away to someone who only viewed me as eye candy that pushed out children he wouldn't even care for."<br><br>The realization that she was rambling made the girl stop for a moment before continuing on. "While walking through the forest a few nights ago, Santiago appeared with the intent to rape me. Kain somehow 'magically'," she used air quotes, "found me and offered me a choice between the Spaniard and himself." The girl then shrugged as if it were a choice between red wine and white. "I chose Kain. Perhaps I'll live past this, and perhaps not. My family probably doesn't care for my return, no doubt Santiago has spoken with them, so it's out of my hands. I suppose it all rests on Kain's mood once he gets bored of me."<br><br>Her eyes flickered up, slightly darker as if she had already figured out more than she had revealed. "That's how it works with him, correct? He finds a new plaything periodically and keeps her until she no longer interests them?" A brow was cocked as she awaited confirmation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>14-04-2013, 02:07:11</strong>
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				<br>If Akasha was good at anything it was getting others to open up. A small talent she had even back when she had once been a human. That once so very long time ago. She came from a time and a legend when females had rights, but limited to them. Now a days it was more stricken. Granted she had been sold off in a way similar to how Natalina was talking, she didn’t mind it for her time. She came from a time when a woman had to manipulate their way into power and do so through seduction and suggestion. She continued to cook up a storm, smelling the food and sighing at the lovely scent. After a while she poured some fluids into a bowl and placed some chicken, and cream in front of the young woman. Listening to her talk and tell her side of the story she also poured the woman some wine. <br><br>Sitting a cross from her, fingers laced under her chin. The young looking princess watching the girl talk about her self, her past, what her future could hold, her choice. There was a soft sigh and when she mentioned her family Akasha frowned a bit. “I am sure that is not true.” She said to her saying her family likely would not want to see her. But who knew, it was hard to tell with the way things worked. Akasha would have to look into that at some point. She looked up at the young girl though at her next question. <br><br>“Yes, it is how it works. Usually humans do not live as long as us, and there is usually two ways it can go, you can be let go, or…” She smirked. “Kept one way or another.” She did not go into detail on this. As she opened her mouth to say something else however Kain came into the room and in his arms he held some clothing. Watching the two females he placed the items down onto the counter and lulled his head to the side. His upper half still bare and long hair hanging over his form. Catching the lighting in its strands. The clothing he picked out a simple dress and vest combo that would work for the young woman. Nothing to fancy, but more or mess comfortable. Who knew how long she may be wearing it. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>16-04-2013, 06:14:16</strong>
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				The food placed in front of her looked delicious, the smell wafting up to her nose making the girl's mouth water. Yet even with hunger continuously tugging at her stomach, Natalina first reached for the wine, taking a sip of the dark liquid before placing the glass back upon the table. Her fingers then reached for the spoon beside her table, pausing just over it.<br><br>"'Kept'?" Curiosity plunged into her mind, wondering what she could mean. Perhaps some sort of deal like the one Akasha had entered into? Or being turned into a vampire? There were likely several other possibilities that she could not consider and maybe she would get the chance to find out what they were. When the vampire stopped before the next words left her lips, Natalina turned to look at what had stopped her, seeing the large man near the counter. It surprised her to feel a rush of excitement from simply seeing him, watching the long strands of hair fall over his nude torso. There was always a silver lining to things that may seem frightening, and in this case, the silver lining had silver hair.<br><br>Standing from the table, she walked to the counter and gathered the clothing, nodding a 'thank you' to the man before brushing past him. Her footsteps ended in the hallway just outside the kitchen where she folded up the sheet and slipped into the dress, tying the vest up over it so a small amount of cleavage was seen beneath it. Upon returning to the kitchen, she placed the sheet where the clothes had been and quietly returned to her seat to begin eating. Speaking to Akasha was comforting, even eye-opening, but the moment the first bit of food fell into her stomach any conversation was silence. The taste was as delicious as the smell had been and, while she wasn't about to dive into the dish like a savage, she did slowly enjoy her meal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-04-2013, 03:25:49</strong>
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				The silence in the room was shared with her as she enjoyed her food and the vampires distracted themselves by watching her. Kain could eat food, he liked food. He even drank wines and could become drunk though it took much more to get him like that. It was easier to actually torment a human and build up their essence and then drink them then to get him faded. If she had been more aware of herself the night before she would have seen this. The male however hardly let on that it effected him. His wits usually held the better of him. <br><br>Akasha looked over at him and the sly expression on her face made her uneasy. The female was always up to something, playing games, making him nervous and taking his pets aside to cause him trouble. This human female was already defiant and rough around the edges for him. The last thing he needed was this vampire queen planting her seeds in side of the girl. “Why are you here Akasha?” He asked her again finally and she pouted again in a cute way. <br><br>“What? I cannot come and visit a darling friend of my own who has finally graced my lands with his presents?” She blinked innocently up at the man who only crossed his arms at her and glared. “Abel came to stay at the halls.” she said with a sigh and her shoulders fell. “I wanted to see why, he appeared very upset. I take it, this girl was something he did not wish to see tormented?” <br><br>Her words came out as a question, but Kain knew better, they were a stated fact. He smirked and slowly placed his hands onto the table. Fingers spreading and talons in view. Long sharp pointed nails that looked both elegant and frightening. “I believe she has yet to complain of my attention.” He said before arching a brow her direction. “Even if she did, what would it matter to you Akasha?” He asked the queen, while his eyes remained locked on Natalina. “You have your own toys that you torment.” He said. His hair falling over his shoulder and lightly hitting the table before sliding off. The massive man was intimidating even now as he loomed over the two females. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>19-04-2013, 07:54:52</strong>
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				As she ate, Natalina watched the exchange between the two vampires. She couldn't help but let out a quiet laugh as Akasha pouted up at Kain. A part of her thought it was an adorable gesture and made the queen that much more likable. Another part of her thought it was adorable that she thought such a simple thing would work on Kain. While Natalina knew him only for such a short time so far, she already knew the man wasn't so gullible to fall for a simple pout.<br><br>Her interest was piqued when Abel was mentioned. By the time she learned that she was the one at fault for his leaving, the human had finished her meal and was quietly taking sips of her wine. Bright eyes watched Kain moved forward, eyed his fingers as they spread over the tabletop, and moved up his arms to look at the handsome face that had suddenly turned towards her.<br><br>Blinking several times, she didn't dare tear her gaze away from his. A pink tint had flushed her cheeks and she knew that Akasha would have her own thoughts about what the man said and preferred not to read them on her features before they were spoken. Instead, her eyes remained steadily on the large vampire's, a finger tracing over the rim of the glass she held. When his hair fell, her head tipped to watch it, the cascading white locks always so entrancing. It was the perfect distraction. Speaking would ultimately admit that she had, indeed, no complaints to make of the attention Kain had offered thus far. While she was slowly accepting it, herself, she definitely wasn't about to admit it to them - at least not to Akasha. Kain, however - he'd be able to see it in her eyes, see that faint, lustful look that hid deep within them when she looked at him.<br><br>Clearing her throat, she raised the glass to her lips once more, averting her shining blue orbs. "Why does your brother seem so concerned for my well-being? I understand that he knows of the things you do to others but..." She paused, a brow cocking as she looked into Kain's eyes. "How many of those others truly <em>want</em> to come to you?" The way she spoke the word insinuated that she, perhaps, was not like the girls that were easily overtaken by him; the ones who were easily broken into believing they wanted to reside with the vampire when, deep within, that was not the case. Her gaze remained even as she tipped the last of the wine past her lips before placing the glass down.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>22-04-2013, 05:19:05</strong>
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				Watching her he could sense her desires in that stare. It was rather interesting really. The female was rather bold, something he was indeed not very used to. Of course he preferred stronger willed females, but she was a bit different then what he was used to really. Intelligent on top of willful. When she spoke he let the corner of his mouth tug back into a bit of a smile before leaning in and whispering to her. <br><br>“My brother is the sort who cannot stand seeing anyone harmed. Even if they like it. He is not like the rest of us monsters.” Kain’s low voice was a purring tone as he spoke. Akasha chuckled and nodded.<br><br>“Agreed, he is very darling, and he winces even when my own pets want to be fed. He’s just a gentle soul” She said and then when Natalina asked the next part Kain had to look back at her with that predatory sort of gaze.<br><br>“Every single one of them.” He said simply. It was true, most of the females found themselves enticed by him, wanting him. His abuse broke some of them, others became rather boring over time. Every now and again if they did a good job he would keep them around for a long time. They would decide on their own fate. Some had gone off with other vampires, others had gone off to live their own lives. He had nothing to hide, and at the same time? Nothing to share. “At first anyways, after a while though? Lack of true love can wear on a humans heart. Many in the end needed more then my abuse.” He shrugged his shoulders and slowly stood up once again. Crossing his arms he looked over both ladies and then turned. “I am going to bath. Natalina, when you have finished your wine I want you to come and tend to me.” He told her. Akasha watched him go and arched a brow before chuckling. <br><br>“He does have a lot of hair, likely wants you to help him wash most of it. Lucky girl, he wont let me touch it.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>22-04-2013, 09:41:48</strong>
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				So it seemed that Abel was simply weak-hearted, at least that was how Natalina perceived their explanations. One would think that having a brother like Kain would make the man much stronger, even dangerously rebellious or sadistic. Then again, Kain was likely sadistic enough for an entire country, sucking away any possibility of the man's sibling containing such a trait.<br><br>Aquatic eyes then searched the strong features before her. They held a hungry, wolfish look, one she was growing to love. When the vampire gave his answer, the girl didn't even notice the smirk that crossed her lips. 'Every single one of them?' While the response did not surprise her, she wondered whether it was honesty or arrogance speaking. Sure, she could easily believe that they wanted to be with him at first. Looking over the shirtless torso and alluring hair, there was strong doubt that anyone could fully resist the man. But how many of them required no coercing, nothing to secretly convince them of their desires?<br><br>"And you have no use for such a thing, correct? True love, that is." She released a breath that sounded almost like a small laugh, turning her gaze to the tabletop, lids low over her brilliant orbs. He had seen no reason in her refusing marriage to the Spaniard, so why wold he even consider such a thing as true love to be an option for himself?<br><br>At the same time, though, his words tugged at her heart. At the end of the day, even after he had had all his fun, Kain was alone. With no one to truly care for and love you, living through eternity would make anyone bitter. Natalina's faint smile slowly disappeared.<br><br>Looking between her wine and the vampire, she merely nodded in understanding before looking to Akasha. Footsteps echoed through the room and down the hall before they were no longer audible. "I wonder how he'd react if someone were to cut it," she mused. It was far too beautiful to ever consider even snipping a strand away, but he would not lose that amazingly handsome quality if his hair were a 'normal' length.<br><br>"How long will you be staying?" Natalina looked at Akasha over the rim of her wine glass as it tipped against her lips. Just two small sips left and she would have to disappear into the halls of the enormous house once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>24-04-2013, 03:21:00</strong>
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				The suggestion of cutting it made Akasha laugh and shake her head. Oh she liked this girl. Kain was going to be surprised himself, then again who knew, this could go two ways. He could grow tired of her and toss her aside, or end up becoming broken himself. The male was one for strong willed humans. Not everyone caught his eye, and not everyone actually made him realize that humans were not all bad. Akasha wondered what the fait of these two could eventually lead up to. She licked her lips and slowly rose. “I do believe he has actually dismissed me for the moment, if he had not, he would not have gone. Go ahead and tend to your master.” She said with a strange glint to her eyes before she turned away. “I will clean up here and head back. I am certain Ghost will show me the way out.” <br><br>As for Kain the man was in his own bathroom. He had started to fill his tub up and the heat of it causing steam to rise and fog up the lightly curtained windows. Not that the sunlight bothered him as it would Akasha at times. The lovely looking male stretched his arms above his head, causing his flesh to ripple and shake a bit before he exhaled a heavy breath and then moved off to the cabinets and pulled out the oils and scents he would want for himself. Sea salt and citrus scents. The combination would make for a sweetened sort of musk that she had already been smelling on him. <br><br>Pouring the oils in and finding something to wash his hair in he yawned again, fangs glinting before he turned and removed his black silken pants. Hanging them on the hook behind the door he moved to the water and bent over it. Adding the different scenes and reaching his long arms into the filling tub to stir its waters. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>24-04-2013, 05:11:55</strong>
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				The laugh made Natalina smile. Laughter showed the pure, honest part of people. Forced laughs were obvious and real ones explained exactly what kind of person the one exuding the laugh was. It was also simply enjoyable to hear. As Akasha stood, the girl watched her before nodding. The last of her wine was quickly finished and she also rose. "Thank you. The food was delicious; as was your company." With a small curtsy the brunette turned with a flurry of her dress and disappeared down the hallway.<br><br>A few minutes passed before she finally neared Kain's room once more. Knocking softly at the door, she waited for a response but received none. Remembering that he was bathing she entered the room and headed to the bathing room. Her knuckles once again rapped upon the wooden door before dark waves and a curios eyes poked into the room. "Kain?" Blinking, she looked the man over, surprised to see him standing there completely nude. it was a sight she hadn't had the chance to completely take in during their last naked encounter but she took full advantage right then. He looked like one of the statues lining the streets of Rome but... So much better. That large, strong sillhouette, perfectly chiseled body and amazingly handsome face; it was all a package definitely created by The Lord himself. <br><br>Clearing her throat she stepped into the room, closing the door behind her to keep the steam from escaping. A faint twitch of her nose allowed the girl to smell the thick musk floating through the room. The scent was so familiar and as she noticed the bottles of oils, she realized that it was how Kain smelled. "You wanted me to tend to you," she spoke softly, somewhat uncertain of what exactly he wanted her to do. Even as she waited for a response the girl's fingers curled together as her eyes flickered over his features, a soft pink staining her cheeks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-04-2013, 06:53:40</strong>
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				Indeed, what could he want from her? Arching a brow as he glanced back at her. The large male who seemed to tower over everything merely observed her for a few moments. His back still to her, front facing the water. Not showing off, so much as just seeming to let his mind turn on what he could possible ask her to do. Slowly he did turn a bit and sat on the edge of the tub. His hands at his sides as some of his hair fell down the front of him. <br><br>Kain was not excited so it wasn’t easy to gauge his size, he was flaccid at the moment. Lulling his head to the side, he watched her. The way her cheeks flushed and roved his body. The corner of his mouth tugged knowing she was admiring him. The vampire nearly wanted to call her out on it, found himself licking his lips in a moment to hold it back. <br><br>“Do you have any idea how to bath another? I would assume you happened to know how to do this since you have younger siblings, what do you think I would mean inviting you into here.” He lifted a hand, “Come closer.” He demanded and as he said it, her body suddenly jerked and moved foreword. She would find herself tripping and falling against him. His hand returning to his side. Looking down at her he waited as her body pressed to his. For a moment he did nothing until his hand rose once more and gripped her hair and forced her to look up at him. Her chest pressed against his lower torso he lulled his head once more to the side in a curious way and smirked. “Clumsy?” He whispered and then let her go. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>25-04-2013, 07:28:53</strong>
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				Curios eyes flickered over him, wondering what he would say. Natalina watched his movements carefully, wondering if Kain was going to suddenly run forward and attack her, pin her to a wall the way he had the night before, or if he would do something different. It was honestly impossible to judge his reactions or foresee how he would act.<br><br>"Yes," she spoke before suddenly feeling her body jerk. Confusion spread over her features as the girl stumbled and tripped over the edges of her dress, attempting to gain her footing. Before she knew it she had fallen against him, hands pressing against his torso in an attempt to steady herself. There was a moment where she paused, forgetting about the strange occurance as she felt the strong, chisled muscles beneath her soft hands. Her heart had skipped a few beats, now bouncing much louder within her chest.<br><br>Then she cried out in surprise as her head jerked back and she stared up at the man. Natalina's nails dug into his sides before slowly lessening their piercing power. The one-word whisper sent a shiver running through her entire body and she felt the pain in her scalp disappear, hair swaying around her waist once more. Yet even as she was released the girl didn't move. Instead she flattened her hands, palms pressing against his torso while her eyes remained on his. "What about you?" She whispered back, a flash of a smirk spreading over her lips. Kain's position held three quarters of his body well over the large tub behind him so when she smirked, Natalina pressed firmly against him, enough to make the man tip backwards and fall into the water.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-04-2013, 08:48:49</strong>
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				Those eyes of his narrowed as he felt her press and the weight of his upper body shift. Now if he truly wanted he could have resisted, granted his upper form was heavy enough to make him fall, he was powerful, and not just humanly so, but otherworldly. Even so, what was the fun of punishing her if he didn’t give her reasons for said punishments. That glint to his own eyes narrowed even more in that hunters like gaze and he suddenly gripped the back of her hair again and grinned as he fell back. <br><br>As he did so, he drug her ass with him. Not alone. He wasn’t going to fall into the depths of his large bath all on his own, oh no, she was coming with him to sink into its waters. Soon both of them were swept into the depths of warm water and he smirked while under it. Wrapping his arms around her and then a moment later lifting both of their bodies out. As he stood he brought her with him, holding her by the nape of her clothing out of the water as she dripped and looked like a drown cat. “Now that was brave.” he told her softly before reaching over with his one free hand and shutting the water off. As he did this he shifted her and turned her around. <br><br>Pushing her to the edge of the tube and hanging her over it. He started to push her drenched skirts up higher. Exposing her naked tush under its fabrics he ran a hand across her smooth flesh and she would suddenly feel that heavy palm come down and connect. Wet skin on skin slapped and echoed through the tiled room. He gave a dark chuckle as he proceeded to spank her ass hard. If she tried to wiggle away, he simply gripped an ankle as if she were a child and pulled her back to continue his spankings against her. “Think you can play games now on your own huh?” he asked her in a teasing voice. Watching as her paled and slightly bruised ass started to turn red.<br><br>Kain gave her a few moments before he chuckled and slapped her a few more times. Once he was pleased with how red her flesh was, he slowly pulled the skirts back and then moved to rest in his tub. Letting her hang there for a moment before he stretched both of his arms lazy along the rim of the opposite side he now lay against. Head tipped back and expression once more lazy as if nothing had even happened. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>25-04-2013, 09:15:40</strong>
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				Natalina was almost pleased with herself when she felt the tug on her hair. For once she was able to predict what he would do. Holding her breath, she fell into the water with him, feeling the warmth swallow her up. It felt surprisingly good to be in the tub with him, though her clothes were a bit constricting. They felt even more so when she was pulled up, the fabric tight around her torso as her hands wrapped around the wrist of the hand that held her up.<br><br>When she was turned around the girl blinked, only understanding what Kain was doing a moment later. Her hands gripped the edge of the tub and she tried to push herself up but was quickly distracted by the hand on her rear. A second later a soft cry rang through the air, the sound of his hand hitting her bouncing off the walls. An attempt to pull away was all too easily halted and Natalina gave a whine, squirming under the large hand that continued to come down on her. The man definitely loved giving his spankings, that was becoming almost painfully obvious. When he paused she could feel the warm sting on her skin but didn't get the chance to reach back and rub the reddened area.<br><br>The wet skirt had lost its warmth when it covered her once more, cold fabric giving a large contrast. An annoyed glance was shot at Kain, one that grew even more annoyed when she realized how indifferently he sat there, lazily acting as if nothing had occurred. With some effort she managed to pull herself up, water running onto the tiled floor. "Do you constantly look for reasons to punish your... Toys?" It was odd referring to herself as a toy, but it was exactly what he and Akasha saw her as. While she could have fought the concept, it was simpler in the long run to accept it. "You need the punishment more than anyone," she grumbled though her voice held no anger. Instead, she purely sounded annoyed and uncomfortable.<br><br>Her back to the vampire, she removed the vest she wore, laying it out on the counter before tugging her wet dress off. At first it pooled on the floor around her feet as she snatched up a towel, wrapping it around her small, curvy frame. She preferred not to sit in wet garments with the cold air only sickening her, especially if those garments were ones she would be wearing for some time. Once the towel was secured, she managed to hang her dress over a bar on the wall, letting it dry.<br><br>Turning back around, her eyes were still that bright, aquatic color so foreign to her nation. They swept over the man in the tub, knowing he wished to be bathed, but she didn't immediately move to that task. First her fingers worked to create a long braid in her wet hair, one that rested gingerly over her shoulder. Once finished, she gathered up the oils Kain had taken out and moved to the tub. Although her ass was bruised and burning slightly where he had beat it, she managed to sit on the edge of the tub near the man's torso. She wasn't sure exactly how he wanted her to go about this so until he told her differently, she would stay seated where she was. As she soaked a washcloth in warm water and citrus oils, her eyes searched the man's face in curiosity.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>26-04-2013, 07:01:35</strong>
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				“Perhaps your right, though punishment can come in many different forms.” he said in a rather low tone. Just as hers lacked any real irritation so did his, it sounded more… thoughtful. As if he spoke of something he knew much about and had an indifferent emotion for it. <br><br>The irritation radiating off of her was entertaining. Of course he found it to be funny himself. Seems he liked to do that, spanking her, cornering her. It was only their real first day together and already he had giving her a mild beating. Watching her get out of the water and undress he arched a brow a bit curiously. After a few moments he tipped his head back and his expression remained rather bored, however he wasn’t really enjoying how long she was taking to tend to him. Seems their would have to be some training. <br><br>When he heard her moving around he was again surprised she had wrapped herself in a towel. Odd. As if he hadn’t seen her naked already. Was she that insecure? That shy? That didn’t seem right, however he wasn’t going to put to much thought into it. No, for right now he was nearly ready to bark at her to hurry her ass up when she sat back down and started to rub his chest with the cloth. <br><br>His eyes were closed for a long time before he realized she was staring at her. Those dark lashes parted and ice blue orbs looked out at her. Arching a brow as she watched his expression he said up slowly and reached for her. Pulling her closer, she was pulled down into the water and he set her in his lap in a child like way before sitting back and stretching his arms out along the rim of the tub. “I need a place to rest my arms.” he told her. The expression he wore like a lion who was well fed and just watched his surroundings. Looking over her face he then leaned his head back and closed his eyes once more. “Keep going.” He told her in that low growling voice of his. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>26-04-2013, 21:28:53</strong>
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				Natalina worked quietly and slowly. The atmosphere was quiet and surprisingly calming, making her irritation slowly begin to flood from her body. It was strange to think that she could suddenly be feeling comfortable in her little predicament. Although she hadn't been unhappy thus far, she was silently on edge, watching her own back. Now, however, it was different.<br><br>Her image of Kain was fairly set, but it quickly began to change, grow muddled and confused, when he pulled her into the water with him. The brunette blinked several times, eyeing the man. The explanation he gave seemed untrue, as if he were hiding his actual reasoning behind it. She had given him more than enough room to spread his arms out. Regardless, she immediately felt herself relaxing, though she was slightly uncomfortable. The towel felt extremely unnecessary. It had been retrieved to keep her warm and dry her body; she hadn't expected to be returned to the water. In a swift motion she pulled the object from around her body and carelessly tossed it out of the tub, hearing it splatter over the floor.<br><br>Low lids revealed only half of her bright orbs as her hand returned to his chest, washcloth pressed firmly against it. The water moved with her arm though managed not to drop beneath the swell of her breasts, her shoulders and above the only things still completely dry. The long braid floated at her side, periodically brushing against the vampire. Slowly she moved the cloth up to his broad shoulders, moving it long, wide circles before brushing against his collarbone to the other.<br><br>"Tell me something," she spoke softly, eyes never shifting from his body. "What has made you so cruel?" The question wasn't meant to take a stab at him or imply anything negative. It was merely curiosity; a want to know more about the man she would undoubtedly be spending a good deal of time with.<br><br>The washcloth moved over his arm, water dripping over the edge of the tub, the drops that hit the tile silent. As it slid back up to his shoulder, she dipped into the water, moving down his side to the hip near her own. Gliding over his stomach, she moved the washcloth to the other hand and retraced her movements on the opposite side of her body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 03:13:24</strong>
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				She was rather good at this really. The sensations made parts of his skin rise and he took a few sighs of pleasure as she silently worked. The fact that she was not afraid of him had a single benefit really, she didn’t shake while doing this. Eyes remained closed and his head remained back against the rim with his own thoughts coming and going with out any real meaning behind them. <br><br>A faint sound of moving water and then a loud slap he blinked noticing that she was now naked as she sat on his own lap. The vampire nude under her as she sat in a sort of side saddle pose. He had no intentions, and on many levels felt she was unworthy of his affection. The movements relaxed him instead of excited him. He had fed from her the night before and remained well fed even now. The fact that she did not fear him was curious. Oh she had for those first few moments they met, had for a few moments the night at the festival. However, her pure stubbornness had eaten away that fear leaving behind a stronger will to be disobedient and defiant. <br><br>Her question however made his mind focus. He did not move, or twitch, let her continue her own attentions to his form and washing him. The steady glide of the wash cloth and shifting of her body was rather relaxing. It was a decent enough question. Why was he so cruel?<br><br>What was the meaning of that word anyways? Such a powerful word. Of course he knew what it meant, he enjoyed hurting others. Took no pity in his inflictions on others. Cornered and tricked others, and all for self gratification. Yes, he did indeed enjoy the pain of others. But why? What made him that way? Years, piled on years of watching humans continue their own actions, repeat themselves in the next generation, deny God, torment his own bloodline, humans were just as cruel as he could ever be. What made him so hard? So bitter and agry? What made him hate so deeply and yearn for the displeasure of others?<br><br>“Time.” Was his answer. It was a single simple word that explained it all. The things he had seen, experienced, felt. All of it could be summed up into that single simple word. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 04:02:23</strong>
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				The response she received wasn't at all unexpected. In fact, it made more sense than anything. While so many craved immortality, thinking it came with endless power and gratitude, she had never truly seen it that way. What would a person do with all that time? To travel the world, read every book written, live so many different lives: yes, it all sounded spectacular, but how thin was that line between appeasement and insanity? Things would become so mundane, so boring, to an excruciatingly unbearable extent.<br><br>What's more is attempting such a life alone. With a companion, that would be different. Others always keep sanity in check. But it was understandable that Kain act the way he did without a single constant, loving companion in his life for centuries. Natalina would not be able to live alone for so long; she craved interaction with others and, while she had denied the mate chosen by her family, she still needed one if she were to live for an extended amount of time.<br><br>"Have you really found no one worthy enough of your attentions, that you've preferred to stay alone for so long?" The washcloth was released and allowed to float about in the water. Pouring a dab of the oil onto her hands, she rubbed them together for a moment, warming the liquid up. Her fingers then delicately ran over his collarbone before slowly moving up the sides of his neck. She had to lean closer, body pressing against his, as her hands slid to the back of his neck. The actions were repeated slowly, much slower than she realized she was moving. While he seemed relaxed, she could feel several points in his neck that were far from it.<br><br>Absently she wondered what her family thought of her disappearance, if her parents missed her, if her siblings cared. That led to the memory of Kain's brother. She wanted to ask about him, learn more, but something told her Kain wouldn't be very keen on speaking about him. Hopefully she would get the chance to meet with him once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 04:58:52</strong>
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				“You ask a lot of questions.” He stated before his eyes closed once again. Her touch was nice, and she was reworded by a soft groan of pleasure. He let her touch him and didn’t fight the feeling of pleasure. The muscles tight under her hands, and the vibrations of his felt under her touch. <br><br>&nbsp;“Not for a long time.” He said softly. No, once long ago he had someone indeed very worthy. Kain had once had a family, though the thought of it was rather discouraging. He didn’t like to think about it. “I am not a fan of humans, so it is not something I bother taking the time to pick and choose through. Vampires I have met are no better, selfish creatures. I have decided to mostly keep to myself, however others insist on coming around.” He opened those ice colored eyes and looked at her. <br><br>“Time changes others. I have not bothered making a vampire for myself to spend time with. Eternity is not as romantic as one may think. Love is a waste of time. I do not wish to bother myself with such a reckless pointless emotion.” Watching her for a moment, he was curious of her reaction. “Your still young, your still foolish enough to be content with something as simple as love. Yet do not see what it has done to those around you. Do you believe your mother is happy? From what Abel told me, she was craving his attention.” He gained a cruel smile then. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 06:05:22</strong>
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				A small smile crossed her lips. Whether it was from his annoyance by her questions, or the quiet sounds he was releasing when she touched him, she was unsure. Either way, it was nice to once again hear some faint slice of humanity coming from him.<br><br>As he spoke she could feel his words against her hands, each syllable vibrating through her skin and bones. When his icy gaze fell upon her, Natalina looked straight into it. Her fingers pressed into his skin, softly kneading the muscles. His words sounded almost depressing, or perhaps that was simply her hearing. When he spoke of love, she grimaced, pausing her slow massage for a moment, palms resting against his shoulders.<br><br>"I do not believe that love is such a simple thing as you believe me to." An annoyed expression crossed her features, the aquatic blue of her eyes darkening a shade. Her hands moved once more, carefully loosening the tense muscles, though not as softly as before."Perhaps it is you who is foolish in those terms."<br><br>Looking back into his eyes, she cocked an aggravated brow. "As far as my mother goes..." The girl sighed. One hand dipped into the water, rinsing it of the oils covering it, before using that hand to cover that cruel smile of his. "She was never in love with my father. They loved one another the way old friends love each other, marrying for the better of their own families." Her expression softened some. "If it hadn't been for my knowledge of their relationship, my feelings towards the Spaniard would likely have been slightly different. Slightly."<br><br>Her hand turned and slowly moved off his mouth, fingertips brushing over his lips. She returned to the massage in silence, eyes showing a contemplative mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 06:36:11</strong>
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				The hand over his mouth was interesting, did she not wish to see that smile? Perhaps it was distracting from her own words. Or perhaps she simply felt it was as close as she may get to keeping him from giving her that expression with out getting violent. Listening to her explain about her mother, about what she could have changed had she not known made him shrug his shoulders. When she pulled her hand back he licked his lips. “Ah, and the pieces all fall into place. The brilliant off spring who defies her own mothers fait.“ He arched a brow at her, and she could see his fangs glint. “Should I save her as well from her current life? It has been a while since I have had a mother daughter set.” The grin on his face grew even more wicked. <br><br>He shivered and grinned. Her touch felt good. How silly this woman was. “You really are foolish with your ideals of love, what’s even more entertaining? Is the fact that you speak as if you even remotely know me or my experiences.” He shook his head and then he was not going to get into a debate with a child who knew little of the world. Her heart was pure in her ideals, however she was a bit blind at the same time by them. Closing his eyes again he decided to change the subject.<br><br>“One does not make this far in life with out experiences everything it has to offer. The truth is in the end? I enjoy who I am now.” A hand slipped up her back as he slowly sat up more. Pulling her right against him, he was taller then her and so he looked down into her bright blue eyes. “You are no different then myself… you also play games in order to gain what you want.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 06:59:22</strong>
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				She let out a sound from deep in her throat that almost sounded like a growl; a very soft one that proved her humanity. "It's too late for her," she muttered. It truly was. Her mother had a life of her own with five children, the fifth yet to be born. She was a beautiful woman who could have had any of the men that hit on her over the years, a fairly large number. Instead, she put her family first.<br><br>Her hands stopped moving and slid down his neck to his chest. Natalina may have been naive, that much she could admit, but she spoke the way she did as a tactic to learn more, not because she thought she knew what she was talking about. Again her mouth opened to speak, to object his words, but it slowly closed. His hand was on her back and she suddenly rested against his chest.<br><br>Looking up, she blinked, considering his words. "But your games aren't fun," she murmured, almost jokingly. The water felt as if it were growing colder, making her subconsciously move closer to the surprisingly warm vampire. She wondered why he had pulled her closer, eyes never leaving his. It was strange that he was so much higher than her, even when she was on his lap. It proved just how tall the man was, something she had forgotten while he was in such a relaxed state.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 07:11:34</strong>
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				“Neither are yours.” he whispered down to her. The vampire smirked at her. A hand lifting to lightly cup her cheek, running the backs of his fingers down her cheek before gripping her face tightly. Making pain shoot through her cheeks. “I have entertained your questions long enough. I appreciate your attempted to get to know your master better, but there are only a few things you need to know. My demands, my desires, and…” He leaned in and bit her lip softly. “That I never grow bored of you.” Then he shoved her off of her lap. Causing her to fall into the water and he leaned back into the water once more.<br><br>“You can go now.” He told her and reached over to pull the plug. Letting some of the water out while he started the hot back up once more. “I have no more use for you currently. Your conversations make my head ache and I am tired of your childish prattle.”&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 07:26:37</strong>
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				Natalina should have known his kindness was fake and would be short-lived. She winced at the pain that ruptured her cheeks, a glare appearing in her slowly darkening eyes. When he touched her lip she wanted to bite back at him but never got the chance. The shove made the back of her head hit the tub as the water swelled up around her but this time, she refused to make it obvious that she felt the pain, only doing enough to reach back and rub the spot.<br><br>Pushing herself up, she stepped out of the tub, water dripping down all around her. "Or it could be the fact that I actually make you think," she spat. Without looking at the man she found herself a dry towel, the only left outside of his, and wrapped it around her body. The dress she had been given was still drying so she left it and him, making sure to slam the door behind her.<br><br>Inside the bedroom she looked around for a moment, not sure what to do. Unfortunately, his likely fake headache was becoming her real one. With a sigh she moved onto the bed, crawling towards the center to lie down and rest her head. In reality she wanted nothing more than to have smacked Kain nice and hard across the face. The problem was that he would not have budged and probably would have happily thrown her into the wall, causing something much worse than a head ache. For the time being she merely closed her eyes and waited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 07:41:23</strong>
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				A mocking laughter fallowed her out, echoing through the tiled room and he leaned back once more into the water. Clearly amused by her anger, and her snapping words. He knew better, she was working at getting to know him, working to get him to admit things, also working at changing his world. Did she truly believe such a thing would happen in a single day when his brother had spent the last few generations, no, even longer then that doing the same thing? What a silly, and of course sweet gesture. He had to hand it to her, at least she tried.<br><br>The vampire sighed softly and closed his eyes. That was the problem with his mind. His bitter resolve. She thought he blocked it out, not aware that his anger, his heart filled with its bitterness was held close to him. Cherished like some twisted unnatural child. It set up his walls, and protected his determination. The vampire shifted to turn the water off. Washed his long hair and after a good amount of time rose from the tube. Draining it he stepped out and wrung out the impossible amount of locks. Wrapping a towel around himself, that thick hair started to shift and braid itself. As if invisible hands rose and did the work. <br><br>Stepping out of the bathroom he glanced around and spotted her on the bed. Licking his lips he wondered over to his dresser and looked for something to change into. Not bothering to speak to her, there was no point. Pulling on a pair of pants and a long sleeved tunic. He left it unbuttoned and then headed to the bedroom door. Opening it and closing it behind him with a soft click the vampire left her alone for the time being. He had no need of her, and moving back into his beloved parlor or study. He found his large leather chair and yawned as he stared at the embers in the fire place. They had pretty much gone out by now. With a sigh he got back up and worked at building a fire once more. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 08:21:45</strong>
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				Movement could be heard in the room and she knew he was getting dressed. Her eyes stayed closed and listened as he moved about before leaving the room, footsteps echoing down the hall; he was going to that little study he seemed to spend so much time in. With a sigh, she turned over to stare at the ceiling. The day would be uneventful at that point, she could tell that much. Thus there was a choice to be made: search for something to do and risk his anger, something he was undoubtedly expecting, or stay in the room. Being the stubborn girl she was, remaining in the room seemed like the best thing to do. Deciding on such a thing, with boredom quickly setting in, Natalina found herself nodding off to sleep in a matter of minutes.<br><br><em>Why was it so hot? The house never get's this hot, not with all these windows. The young girl groaned quietly, stirring from her sleep as she sat up in bed. Dark locks tumbled over her shoulders as the darkness shrouded her features. It shouldn't have been that hot.<br><br>Climbing out of bed, the six year-old's small feet hit the cold wood of the floor. Something strange was going on. The beds around her were empty. Her brother and parents were gone, but why? Why would they leave in the middle of the night? But was it really night? Looking to the window, there was a bright glow, strange for the day. But it wasn't just a glow, rather a fire.<br><br>Looking out the window, the girl looked down and saw her family, as well as the rest of the block. They all stared up in amazement at the flames that danced all over the house, yet no one took notice to the scared aquatic eyes that looked down on them.<br><br>Running to the door, she tried to pull it open but the metal handle burned. Tears began to run down her cheeks and she whirled about the room. With a sheet wrapped around the handle, she pulled it open and was hit with a wall of heat. Flames up the stairs, in every room. But she had seen her father put the fire out that night, watched him wet the stove until there was not a single ember. But... She hadn't seen any of them go to sleep. In fact, as she returned to the window she realized something; they were all dressed.<br><br>Why would they do that? Burn the house down and leave her in it? Was she not meant to awaken? Did they want her to die there?<br><br>Suddenly a wall of fire burst through the doorway in which she stood and she--</em><br><br>Screamed. Natalina woke up screaming, shaking and covered in sweat. She sat straight up, gripping the sheets around her tightly as she panted. Tears had formed in her eyes but they hadn't yet fallen and she quickly wiped them away to be sure they didn't. Her eyes flickered around the room, searching for something - what, she wasn't sure. <br><br>The window was dark, yet it flashed with a familiar glow each time she blinked. Shaking her head, the girl pushed herself back against the head rest, back feeling the cold wood. The towel she had worn was on the floor so she pulled a large pillow against her torso, legs straight out in front of her. And then she didn't move, merely gripping the pillow tightly, staring blankly at nothing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 20:37:53</strong>
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				“Pesky things those nightmares” said a voice she would not recognize. Of course it appeared she was all alone in the room, however, there on the corner of the bed with its paws tucked under its body was a cat. He was a rather simple cat really, solid white short fur with a black spot right over one of his eyes. Inside of that blackness was a single bright blue eye, while his other eye was the normal cat yellow gold color. He blinked at her lazily as if her screaming had woken him, yet he did not bolt in fear of it. <br><br>Licking his maw he yawned with a wide sigh and shook his head. Ears flicking and his tail curled around his form. He looked to weight at least 15 lbs, so he was a decent sized. It twitched at its end and he watched her intently before his ears perked and she would hear the voice again. “Or was that a memory?” The feline purred. His mouth never moved when he spoke, but it was pretty evident by this point that he was talking to her. <br><br>Standing, he stretched his legs out in front of him before moving closer to her. Looking up at her his ears flicked again before he lifted a paw and started to preen his face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>28-04-2013, 06:16:35</strong>
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				Having lost any real sense of thought put Natalina in an almost trance-like state. It wasn't until a voice hit her ears that she blinked several times and finally moved her eyes around the room. It was dark, no flames in the fireplace and no light filtering in through the window, but her wide-opened eyes had become accustomed to this. The voice that had spoken was not Kain's, nor did it sound like Abel's or Akasha's, telling the girl that it was someone else entirely, an unexpected realization.<br><br>Two strange, hollow orbs caught her gaze, bring it to a large cat at the edge of the bed. She watched as the creature yawned and his tail twitched before hearing that voice once more. <em>'Ancient vampires and talking cats, how nice.'</em> As the feline came closer, her lips pursed together in thought. While she had not yet responded to his question, the animal did make her think, and he was within arm's reach.<br><br>Leaning forward, small hands slipped under the cat's front legs, thumbs over his chest as she scooped the furry feline up. She held him in the air for a moment before placing him on her lap, a hand slowly working from his head down his back and returning, a small smile appearing as she petted him. "You're cute," she murmured. After a moment of thought, she finally gave a response to his question. "And I'm not sure. I have been wondering that, myself." The 'dream' was returned periodically, sometimes several times a year. What it really was, she had no idea, but it had scared her enough as a child to make her block out a full three months of memory.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>28-04-2013, 17:31:27</strong>
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				“Well thank you.” He said in a cheery tone to her calling him cute. “I never grow tired of that.” The feline chuckled and then blinked as he was lifted and placed into her lap. Well, that was unexpected. Pleasant, but not expected. “Well whatever it was,&nbsp; I do agree it was awful. I assume such a dream comes in times of stress.” <br><br>A slow happy purr started to lift into the air and his eyes grew lazy as he pawed at her lap. “We should go exploring.” The cat said suddenly. “Kain has left the house, and its your place for the moment as well. Not only that you got a lot on your mind from that so yes, exploring would do you good… that and food. I am famished!” He leapt from her lap then and made his way to the edge of the bed before jumping down. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>28-04-2013, 20:02:35</strong>
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				Natalina's nose scrunched up in confusion. The way he spoke, it sound as if the creature knew what she had been dreaming. Was that possible? <em>'Locked in the home of God's vampiric son with a talking cat and I'm wondering about possibilities? I really am naive.</em> the purring that soon rose from the cat made her smile softly, though the proposition to explore left the girl feeling uneasy. Though if Kain was out, it wouldn't be all that bad; hopefully.<br><br>"Sure." Bright orbs watched as the feline jumped off the bed before following suit. She moved to the bathroom and found her dress and best dry, slipping into them and tying the dress tight while the best hung open. She loosened the braid in her hair, making the thick, dark main carry many more soft waves and curls than usual.<br><br>Dressed and suddenly much for refreshed, Natalina opened the bedroom door to let the cat out before entering the hall as well. It didn't occur to her that he must be able to do such things on his own. "What is your name?" Her footsteps led towards the kitchen. There should be something for her to munch on, as well as for her new furry friend. "Do you eat human food?" Something made her think that cats who spoke did not eat cat food.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>28-04-2013, 20:54:03</strong>
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				The feline looked at her as if she spouted another head. What sort of girl was she anyways? “I have many names, I am a cat.” he said “Just as I have many homes. Humans always state that cats have nine lives. This makes one assume that we can die and come back nine different times. However, the true meaning to that statement?” He fallowed her into the bathroom and chuckled. “Well, that would be simple, its not that we have nine lives, but rather nine different homes. Different names, different families. Stray cats are not strays, they have all sorts of places to call their own.” <br><br>He grew silent after that. His voice itself when he spoke sounded young, nearly like a teenager. A bit of an accent to it, perhaps Celtic? When she came back out and they wondered into the hall he blinked up at her again. “I can eat many things, human food, rates, fish, pests. Not really to picky. If it crawls or moves chances are? I will eat it.” He chuckled as they moved through the home. “I am sure master Abel will be back sooner or later, he is not the sort to stay away from his brother for to long. Until then however I am more then happy to keep you company. Kain is not very friendly.” The feline chuckled.<br><br>“Though he surprisingly has a lot of friends. None that he himself would consider to be close, but in all his efforts to keep others at a distance he has made himself a little bit of a fallowing. I saw that you met Akasha, I am sure others will come around to see him as time passes. Hopefully he will take you to the halls at some point.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>29-04-2013, 04:09:22</strong>
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				"But you must have a name special to you; your own name," she eyed the cat strangely. "You may not be a pet, but you should have a name, especially if you can converse." If he truly had no name she would have to set her sights upon coming up with a suitable one. As she listened to the explanation of the nine lives of a cat, she smiled in understanding. Natalina had always loved cats but her mother never allowed her to bring one into the house. Yet she had seen it several times in various different places.<br><br>Just as they reached the kitchen, the girl let out a laugh. It was obvious why she laughed. No one could consider Kain to be friendly, probably not even Akasha. "I would love your company." Searching the cupboards, a small loaf of bread that she could eat was found, as well a plate of sardines for the cat. She took both to the table and took a seat before pulling off pieces of her bread.<br><br>"More vampires?" It would be interesting to see more of th, though she wasn't sure if she would be safe around te creatures if Kain was not in the room; or even if he was. At the mention of the Halls, a brow cocked. "That is wear Alasha lives, correct? And where Abel currently is? Is it a castle or manor of some sort?" As she watched the feline, she smiled inwardly. He would definitely be good company and she was beginning to like the furry little thing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>29-04-2013, 05:21:25</strong>
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				<br>“My name? is as individual as each person who gives it to me.” The feline said. It was hard to describe to her. By now she must know he was not a normal cat. The feline was of course special in all of his own ways. A magical creature of a different realm altogether. He was a sort of different thing for all of those who met him. Ah well, humans never seemed to get it, however he wasn’t going to be bothered by it.<br><br>“Oh, the halls of the council, yes, yes, those are the halls that contain all of the creatures. Not just vampires, but tribe members, and fea.” He smirked. “demons, and angels come to visit as well… even death from time to time will wonder the halls. Its like a last resort for the unrelieved.” He said with a smirk. “Do not let others know I have told you all of this, it is a grand secret. Akasha has actually been devising a plan to bring her kind out. Or rather, a way to bring a strange balance between it all.” He giggled in a giddy way and sighed. <br><br>Leaping up onto the surface of the counter he started to eat her own offering and remained silent as he did. His eyes closing a bit as his legs bent and his tail curled around him. That tough tongue exploring over the fish before he would grasp one and shaking his head side to side to shred it a bit. Chewing and making pleased little sounds as he went. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 07:56:59</strong>
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				Natalina simply listened to the strange feline as he spoke. Her bright eyes moved over him in curiosity, wondering where the voice was truly coming from. Perhaps he only had thoughts that were projected into other's minds; it would make more sense than an everyday talking cat.<br><br>"A balance, huh?" The image of demons and angels running around regularly with humans brought an amused smile to her lips. It would be quite a sight if such a thing was accomplished, though would undoubtedly require a new way of laws or ruling throughout the world. There was no chance that the species would simply assimilate with one another, a simple way of nature, it seemed.<br><br>As she watched the creature eat, a name suddenly popped into her head, a typical Italian one that she felt would fit the feline perfectly. "Giuseppe." Finishing the small amount of bread that was left, she reached a hand out to softly scratch the top of his head before standing. "So is there a library of some sort here? They must have some source of temporary entertainment." Without another word she headed back into the hallway and turned down the hall in a direction she had not been. Giuseppe said they could explore, so that was exactly what she planned on doing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 20:28:02</strong>
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				The feline watched her as she named him. A slow feline sort of grin along his features. He said nothing more but simply enjoyed eating. The fish was good and he was going to take his time enjoying it. <br><br>As for her exploring, she would find that the large estate was lavished, even if dusty with time. It was lovely and likely very old. Inside of it held items dating back hundreds of years. Its not that Kain was much of a collector of such things either. He tended to travel a bit and never really seemed to settle any place for very long. The evidence of that lay with the layers of dust. Even if he had been in this place the last 50 years or so he did not clean it. There were many rooms she would come to find. Some filled with beds, others treated as offices. Even a large ball room on the grounds some place. Further in and deeper still would be a large garden room, with most of the plants overgrown and not tended after. A music room as well, however that itself was kept cleaner then most. All sorts of instruments set up and tended to. <br><br>When she did finally find what she was looking for, the woman would be surprised at what she found. The room was large and rounded as if set up in a tower. The walls lined with books and sliding ladders for one to move about and pick through. In different places she would see a wide range collection of books. Not just books either, though he had man covered from many different sorts from history, to philosophy… even ones on cooking, fantasy, animal tending. What she would be surprised at though? Would be the journals, the vampire over time had indeed started a collection of humans personal journals. She would see books on religion, sexuality, and a few strange little poems. <br><br>If she pulled the curtains back she would also find art hanging on the walls around the room as well. Different styles and versions from different nations. Many of them likely would gain a fortune on their own. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 20:52:39</strong>
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				It didn't take long to do the bulk of her exploration, at least not as long as she had expected it to. The various bedrooms and offices were of no interest to her, and while the ballroom was beautiful, it held her attention for only a few moments. Upon entering the garden room, however, her eyes widened with delight, a bright smile crossing her lips. Slow steps were muffled as her fingers brushed over smooth leaves, thick petals and rough stems. The greenery showed her that there was still some form of life left in the dusty old manor.<br><br>After what was likely at least an hour of wandering through the garden, Natalina decided she would return at a later time to tend to the flowers. Her voyage continued once more into the music room where she spent a short time looking over the instruments before deciding, depending on how long she would be there, that she would learn at least a few of them; perhaps Kain would even consider helping her, though she greatly doubted it.<br><br>Then she finally found the room she had been searching for. Time flew by, how much, she didn't know, but she had no intentions of leaving. The ladders allowed her to look at all the different titles, flip through several novels. There were already so many things she wanted to read but before she could properly decide, the girl caught sight of a section of books that looked much older, much more worn than the rest. Cocking a brow, she moved towards them, noticing the lack of titles on the front covers. Pulling one out, she flipped through the pages and blinked at the handwriting. After reading several lines she realized whose writing it was and exactly what he had been writing about.<br><br>While on most occasions she would have immediately stepped away from the section, her curiosity only grew. After several more checks, Natalina realized the books were color-coded. The red ones were all of a sexual nature, something that brought a faint smirk to her lips and left a mental note to return to them at some point. Black books had views of several different religions spanning through even more books, something she found to be surprising, considering Kain and his... Nature. Then there were a few white ones, two of which she chose to take with her; who could resist reading the Devil's little poems?<br><br>Turning, she stepped outside of the tower-like room, quietly closing the heavy door behind her. "Giuseppe?" The voice echoed back at her. She hadn't seen the feline in some time and wondered where he could have disappeared to. Returning to the garden room, she called out his name again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 21:44:00</strong>
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				A faint sound moved through the house. The feline cringed and curled closer into himself as night had returned. Or perhaps it was a storm? The sudden darkness was overlapping, and fell over the house. The feline turned his head to the door and it opened with a powerful wind. Kain stepped in after a moment. His boots heavy on the flooring as he looked around the entrance room. The girl was still in the garden room, but he could sense her. Knew what she had done so far and glared at the feline for giving her that sort of freedom. <br><br>He wore a long black coat, his long hair all pulled back into a rope like braid that fell down his back. The male looked like he had been out on business in a sense, it was a very different look from his lazy silks or tight leathers. Of course being summoned by the council and forced to behave himself was never a pleasure, and seeing as he was in a foul mood already from what had taken place there coming home was no better. <br><br>Rain started to patter against the windows outside. “Welcome home Kain.” The feline stated, but was ignored as the vampire moved off to find his own little pet. He moved closer to the garden room before pausing and then frowning. Moving away he went instead to a different room. Not to long after that a soft sound started to fill the halls of his home as he slowly played the piano. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 22:04:06</strong>
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				There was no answer when the girl called for the feline. Believing he was off sleeping somewhere, Natalina decided to start making her way back to the other side of the house. Although she couldn't remember exactly which hallways to follow or where to turn, familiarity would come sooner or later, if it even had to be looked for.<br><br>The soft keys of a piano filtered through the walls and nestled themselves within her ears. Each note was expertly played, ringing only long enough to bring in the next. Following the sound returned the young Italian to the music room where her eyes moved to the baby grand near the back wall. The familiar long, white braid draped down broad shoulders and back almost tugged a smile to her lips. However what brought the small smile was listening to the music.<br><br>Leaning against the door frame she held the journals against her stomach and listened. Her head tipped to the side, eyes lulled closed. The music was beautiful, entrancing, leaving her quietly painting a picture in her mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 23:49:58</strong>
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				Kain continued to play, his long fingers not only looking graceful, but seemed to be able to play grace as well. His eyes slipped closed as he felt the vibrations from the large instrument move through him. Even if he was cold, he was not the sort to just sit in darkness and ponder. Oh he did that too, but not all the time. He was to old, life was to long. He had to do something to fill the time. The music he played was Celtic in its tone and swept through the room with its lovely tones. <br><br>He could feel someone watching him and slowly he glanced over his shoulder to see her standing in the door way. Seeing her clutching items closer to her chest. He let it register that she had taken books. He recognized them, and idly wondered if she thought he wrote them himself. Of course he hadn’t, but why bother with it? Those eyes of his soon turning away and closing once more as he continued to play. Not letting her presents bother him. It was finally calming him, and though he could likely use his aggression on her, in this moment he wanted to be more clear minded then anything. His head tipped back slowly, making that rope of his hair finally touch the ground. He had removed his coat and it was tossed over one of the other chairs. <br><br>The soft continued rhythm filled his mind and even if it had been a few years since he had played the notes had buried themselves deep inside of himself. A bit hard to believe, something so sweet could come from something so cold. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 04:25:56</strong>
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				The music seemed to make any perception of time melt into itself, almost as if it didn't even exist. There was no way to tell how long the girl had been standing there, appearing to be a statue, nor to tell if she hadn't actually turned into one in some mysterious way. When her bright blue orbs were finally visible once more, she released a quiet sigh. <br><br>"Your playing is beautiful, Kain." Shifting, her back straightened and Natalina stepped further into the room. A hand pulled away from the books she was holding, moving the leather-bound pages to her side, while her fingertips brushed over the top of the piano, sweeping past the vampire. A very thin veil of dust sprinkled the instrument but was almost unnoticeable to the girl. Stopping across from Kain, she left the books on a nearby chair before leaning against the dark, polished wood of the piano.<br><br>Watching his features, she chose not to speak anymore, preferring to listen. She also had no intention of angering the man who was obviously not in his usual 'sunny' mood. He seemed to be in a business state of mind and there was no way she would put herself into the line of fire if he was angry; not that day. So far, it had been going fairly well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 04:55:54</strong>
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				Arching a brow when she spoke, he glanced at her. There was a moment that he wanted to comment. Say something along the lines of. -most things I do well, until I fuck them up- or perhaps. -I am ware of this, should see me when I am actually trying- she fell silent however, and he joined that silent with his own before he started to play something else. Something a bit softer and slower. Filled with more sadness to it. Music was an amazing thing, it could convay such sweet emotions with out even trying. He often found himself swept into it, and wondering idly if his life could ever be as beautiful as a note on the wind. However, that was not for him. Not with his cursed life, and his guilty pleasures. <br><br>Finally when the next song ended he placed his hands on the keys and looked at her. His head lulling to the side. Those eyes of his cold, and expression hard to read like it was most of the time. Finally when he spoke, that wolf like growl coming out nearly a whisper. “Do you have any talents? Besides being a child?” that last part was supposed to come out more a tease, but his mood was not light enough for it to even sound that way. He felt his brows meet at the attempt and nearly sighed at himself, however remained silent and just watched her for her own reaction and words. Curious what she may have to say.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 05:34:16</strong>
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				As the music slowed, her chin fell to rest upon the back of her hand and lids dropped low, bright orbs disappearing behind them. The sound soothed and calmed Natalina, binging a faint smile to her lips. For a while she was lost in the music, unaware that the vampire had even sent more than a glance her way.<br><br>When the playing stopped and his voice reached her ears, she opened her eyes, though the narrowed for a moment. Apparently he considered her to be a child, though considering his age, she wasn't surprised. Regardless, she sighed and paused a moment to think. "I can't say that I have any talents, persay. But I do like to sing." Though she mentioned it, Natalina shrugged at her own confession. She had sang with the church choir when she was a child and had often received complements. However, churchgoers always tried hard to seem kind, ironically stripping them of their honesty. "I haven't had much time to acquire any real 'talents'," she referred to the siblings she had been caring for, taking up most of her time; though she always had time to read.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 05:48:09</strong>
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				“I see.” <br><br>Was all he said for some time. His elegant fingers ending in their sharp talons caressed the keys as if they were a lover. His iced colored orbs looking down at them and he took a finger and ran it all the way from one end of the bored to the other. Then smirked as he looked up at her. Slowly he rose and inclined his head before bowing. His hand sweeping out to the side as if to invite her to sit in the place he had just placed himself.&nbsp; <br><br>A moment later he reached out, and took her by the wrist before pulling her along and setting her on the bench. His hands sweeping around her form, curling around her torso as he lifted her slightly and pushed the seat in more. Then he rested her down and pointed to the keys. “Let me show you a few things.” he whispered right into her ear. His breath moving along her flesh. His cheek resting against her head. She could feel the rope of his hair falling over his shoulder and down the front of her form. Resting between her legs as it went. <br><br>His fingers overlapped her own and guided her for a moment to show her a few bars and notes. Then smirked as he watched her try on her own after a moment. Kain was patient as he went. Nothing to major, but it was a nice distraction from his normal anger and actions. “Good.” he whispered to her again, exhaling another breath along her neck before he growled low and leaned in to take a long breath of her flesh. She would feel his nose behind her ear and his mouth resting just against her flesh before he pulled back entirely. That rope of hair trailing in a teasing way up her form and then tumbling down her back. “Make sure to put the books back when you have finished with them.” He said. “Also run me a bath when you are free.” <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 06:17:50</strong>
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				A brow cocked as the man bowed and she couldn't help but release a soft chuckle. Then she gasped as he pulled her forward but remained motionless and lax in his arms. He allowed her to manipulate her movements with ease, suddenly finding herself looking down at the keyboard. There had been times when she had sat before a piano and pressed the keys, but never had she actually played.<br><br>Somehow she managed to hold on to the thought of playing the instrument even as his breath brushed over her skin and sent a threatening chill down her spine. The long braid that swept over her was heavy as it fell, resting against her inner thigh. Did he always create the braid himself? Letting out a long breath, her fingers lifted, brushed over the keys before pressing down to mimic the notes he had shown her. Two, three more times until her speed matched his, though it wasn't exactly flawless. Yet when his hands moved over her's, the movement did become perfect.<br><br>It was difficult to believe the man could be so... Soft. The actions were much different than his usual ones, making it that much more difficult not to react when his breath found her skin once more and his lips quickly followed. Biting her bottom lip, she stayed perfectly still as he moved before turning her head back to look up at him. There was a mixture of emotions in her eyes, of confusion, curiosity, and most deeply hidden, of longing. With a nod, she silently agreed to his terms before looking back at the piano. Once again, her fingers began to slowly move over the keys.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 06:29:11</strong>
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				The corner of his mouth tugged hearing her continue to play even as he left the room. His coat tossed over his arm. He made his way down the hall and was silent in his steps. A shadow that moved with just as much grace and silence as any shadow would. reaching his own chambers he opened his wardrobe and hung his coat before removing the vest, and shirt. Hanging them as well. He kicked off his boots he had up to his knees and then unbuckled his pants. <br><br>The male moved about in silence and with ease. His mind pensive and his expression a bit confused. He did not like to have many thoughts on his mind, but it seemed unavoidable really. He had emptied his pockets and tossed his items onto the dresser before pulling his pants completely off and tossing them over a chair. Pulling the curtains closed along the windows he removed everything from his form and crawled into bed. Staring up at the mirror above his own mattress he stared down at his naked form. Hands folded behind his back, one knee bent with a sheet pulled lazily over his crotch. <br><br>He did not want to look at his own expression, having seen it before. Really he more or less focused on his chest, and how it rose and feel with his subtle breaths. Eyes slipping closed and a heavy sigh. He did not expect to fall asleep so easily. But, sleep did come, and claimed him with its insistent greedy heart. Pulling him down into a world of dreams he often tried to avoid. <br><br>END CHAPTER
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>12-07-2013, 17:44:07</strong>
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				It was strange how natural it all became, how quickly she had accustomed, feeling almost... At home. In just a few days, Natalina had become comfortable in the gargantuan villa she could not leave. While she had always loved the warmth of the sun, the young woman was quickly becoming a night owl. Each day she rose later than the last, her head finding a restful pillow just moments before the first rays of light would storm through the windows. When awake, she fluctuated between visits to the music room, the library, and tending the garden room. Unlike the days that passed at her family's home, in Kain's, she never found that irking sense of boredom overcoming her.<br><br>A soft, melodic voice echoed through the halls, bouncing playfully off the walls until it disappeared before reaching too far into the darkness. The light keys of the piano pressed on to send a sweet tune as an accompaniment to the song. It was a playful love song known by the Italians as 'Volare', one that could be heard at every celebration in the town. Natalina's voice seemed to bring it to life.<br><br><em>"Volare ho ho<br>cantare ho ho ho ho,<br>nel blu dipinto di blu,<br>felice di stare lassù,<br>e volavo volavo..."</em><br><br>Each natural pause brought a smile to her face. The memory of her parents dancing about in the street, grinning madly at one another as their children followed suit, simply enjoying the music. It was one of the few times their family genuinely enjoyed spending time together, a sudden bittersweet reminder of Napoli. Soon pulling her fingers away from the keys, the brunette moved away from the instrument, an ever so faint frown creasing her pink lips. Something had soured her mood, quite surprisingly, so she retreated to the plants that were once more beaming with light.<br><br>At that point in the night, she would usually wander about, waiting for Kain to call upon her for some menial task he could easily accomplish himself. Perhaps it was her upbringing, or the overall lack of company, but she never fought the creature's demands. Yet that night she chose one of the farthest points of the villa to occupy herself within, one she assumed Kain would be too lazy to venture to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>13-07-2013, 11:36:05</strong>
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				There was a mix of emotions, many he couldn’t explain. Things he did not want to feel, or even begin to understand. Why were these emotions moving inside of him…why… That was perhaps the strongest question running through his mind. Why. This place around him, it was beautiful, alive… loved. <br><br>Reaching out he plucked a flower from one of the vines twirling around one of the smaller trees. Felt its softness in his hand, petals like silk, the warmth from it. Then, it withered and died. Curling and turning to dust in his hand. His brows met and he growled. Looking around, he suddenly roared and started to attack. Ripping, uprooting, shredding. Dirt and leafs went flying all directions and he shredded apart the room she had taken time to make grow. Her work of life was being torn to shreds all because he had a mental break down. Why was she gifted with this? Why did she get to make things grow? Why did humans have grace smile on them while he had to stay in this fucked up place watching everything repeat over, and over like some damned horrible song that he wished would just stop.<br><br>It was not enough and his anger consumed him while he continued his fit. Things shattered and broke, went flying across the room. A whirl wind of pure hate and destruction.<br><br>Growling out, Kain looked around. He frowned heavily while seeing the wreck and devastation of his actions. Yet, it was not enough. His anger was not yet stated. The plants in this room all wilting and turning to dust just from his touch. This was his curse, his punishment. Something that he was once a master of taken away. <br><br>Getting to his feet he rose and walked out, leafs falling to the ground behind him. He had dirt between his talons, and smudged across his pale cheek. His iced colored orbs changed over to a deep red from his anger. Why would he do such a thing to a garden? Ruin something harmless and beautiful? It was as if he had taken her own work personal and it had somehow woken the beast inside of him. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 20:46:12</strong>
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				The sound of shattering pots and metals hitting the floor made her stop dead in her tracks. There was only one room at that end of the house that had such items in it and the thought caused her to swallow hard. The familiar sound of Kain's growls soon hit her ears and she once again picked up the pace. Moments later she walked past the vampire, not even noticing him as her eyes landed on the dead greenery all over the room. <br><br>Each plant was gone. Some shredded to bits, others... Disintegrated, leaving piles of ash everywhere. The pots she had found were completely destroyed, even the plant boxes she had made out of scraps that were originally in the room. The place was dirty and ashen and worse than she had originally found it.<br><br>Hands shaking in fists she was unaware she had formed, the girl screamed out in anger. "Kain!" Picking up a large chunk of a porcelain pot that hadn't been fully broken, Natalina whipped around, storming down the hall only to find that the vampire was much closer than she had expected. Upon seeing his gigantic white mane, the hand holding the broken pot rose to fling it at the back of his head. Within seconds she was only inches away from the man.<br><br>"You pompous, selfish prick!" Tanned cheeks flushed bright red as her eyes seemed to darken several shades. "Do you have to destroy everything you come across?! Simply because you ruined your mortal life by slaughtering your own brother does not mean you should take out your frustrations on the rest of the world. You are a bitter, pretentious imbecile who refuses to feel an ounce of compassion or care towards any one or any thing!" Right then she knew she had signed her own death warrant, but perhaps that had been done the moment she chose him over the Spaniard.<br><br>Turning on her heel, curly hair whipped around as she stormed back to the garden room. Without another thought, mainly because she did not want to turn around and see the monster ready to massacre her, Natalina began to work on cleaning up the mess he had caused. There were more seeds and bulbs tucked away in some of the cabinets so it wouldn't be too difficult to regrow everything but it would take some time.<br><br>Swallowing, she plucked up anything she could salvage, mind racing, trying to understand why he was so angry at a room full of plants; why he had to ruin everything.
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				Title: <strong>The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 02:30:16</strong>
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				Not even his nose sensed her as she hurried by, he was to upset, seeing red. The male was lost in his rage and when she screamed his name he only paused for a moment. Not even glancing back, but he heard her come closer and when something went flying through the air he felt it smash against the back of his head. Oh, she was such, a piece of work. He turned and she could see a glowing red eye peering back at her. The words though, the things she said. Had she learned nothing?<br><br>Those red orbs grew wide and he growled and flashed his teeth just as she turned away. The nerve of his one. She thought he was bitter only after what happened to his brother? She clearly knew who he was now. So what was the point of hiding it. Did she believe the was only this way because of that single act? No, that act helped lead him to this point. <br><br>However, it was not what made him. Slowly he turned and with steady steps moved into the room. He watched her with predatory eyes as she moved around the room. He was beyond angry by this point. Perhaps on another day he would have snapped out of it, and for the most part he had left her alone since the day he had punished her. It seemed she had forgotten her place.<br><br>Usually he went for her hair, this time though? His talons wrapped around the back of her neck and he turned and just started to drag her. Not even looking back if she kicked or moved, if she tried to pry his power grip from her. He simply pulled her along and was done playing these games. His voice was low and threatening. “You forget this is my house, my choosing, you may be here, but if I wish to destroy something that is my right. You are merely passing through.” he told her as he continued to pull her along. <br><br>Leaning down a moment later his arm looked under one of her arms and lifted her high into the air. Kicking open one of the doors he threw her easily inside of it, making her small body land across a soft plush bed. He came over easily enough and yanked a shirt up over his head. “Undress.” he told her suddenly, his tone was low, nearly soft. But it was threatening, vicious and she would not want to test the bounds of defying him in this moment. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 23:10:21</strong>
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				Ignorance truly was bliss. Right up until it came and bit you in the butt - hard. While she had chosen to ignore the glowing red orbs of death that had bore into her moments earlier, that was no longer possible; not when a huge pair of claws wrapped itself around her neck, talons digging into her throat.<br><br>For a split second she was able to once again find awe in the size and ability of those hands, but only for a split second. Within the next her legs were being dragged over the floor, backs of her calves scraping the rough material. At the same time her fingers worked hard to pry the vicious claws away, though she knew it would be impossible. There would never be a day when she could stand a chance against the vampire, but Natalina would never stop trying.<br><br>The deep voice that hit her ears sent a chill running down the girl's spine and, had her vocal chords let her make a sound, they probably would have released a frightened whimper. Luckily, it could not be heard.<br><br>Momentary solace was found when weightlessness overtook her for a few seconds before she landed on something soft. Again, it didn't last long. She realized the object and the Kain had already removed his shirt. Then his command hit her ears and as much as she wanted to, she didn't protest. His voice was dark and menacing, one she knew better than to fight. So she quickly slipped out of her thin dress, letting it drop beside the bed before looking at the angry man. Lack of sunlight had taken some of the darkness away from her skin, though she had yet to notice, but there was still had a deep bronzed glow about her; right then it was flushed from her earlier anger and the sudden cold air.<br><br>Somehow she no longer felt any embarrassment from being nude in front of the man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 03:20:52</strong>
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				Watching her undress, he could see her lack of hesitation. He was to angry and had no patience for her, and she clearly seemed to understand this. As if she knew she had pushed her limit. The female could be very well behaved when she wanted. If the rolls had been switched he knew he would be upset with her destroying his hard work too. The vampire however in this moment didn’t want to acknowledge it. He was to swept away in his own desire to destroy something beautiful to even consider this may be going to far. <br><br>Those long locks of hair hanging down his form were tracing his powerful body. The beast of a vampire towered over the female. He hardly touched her. Since that night of her last punishment the most she would get would be small teases here and there. Nothing indented to tease either. It was nearly as if he only wanted to actually do things to her as punishment then for the sake of pleasure. The last time though was more or less, just to prove a point. This was different. This time he was actually angry, fed up in a sense. <br><br>Reaching out he gripped her and forced her around. His grip going from being hard and demanding to something soft. He stood so close behind her she could feel the coolness of his own body. His hands running up her arms slowly. Tracing her. Then they ran back down. A moment later he wrapped one around her waist and yanked her against his very body. He wasn’t even hard yet, but she could feel he was a man. The weight of him pressing against her lower back and top of her ass. He growled in her ear and forced her head to the side using his own head to do so. That hand moved up along her stomach, coming up to wrap around her neck and then cup her chin. His voice in her ear as he demanded deeply. “Lift your arms.” he told her. She would feel him shift and something leathery move across her back as he removed his own belt. He pulled it free from around his waist and looped it around her wrists. Tying them before tossing one end over the canopy of the bed and then reaching out he pulled it hard. <br><br>This forced her body to stretch as he tied it off. The female nearly suspended as he tied her arms above her head. Using the bed as his own device to hold her in place. His hands now free, while hers remained tied moved down her sides. They gripped her hips before coming around to grip her full breasts roughly. “Say it again? Tell me what you said back out there in the hall.” He growled. “I want to hear that defiance again.” When she didn’t answer quickly enough to slapped a breast before twisting a nipple. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 03:45:47</strong>
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				The girl swallowed hard. He could be absolutely terrifying when he wanted to be. While she didn't want to admit, didn't want him to know it, sometimes it was undeniable that she was afraid of him, terrified of what he might do. It wasn't the fact that he may kill her, no. It was what he could do before death came.<br><br>Eyes wide at the towering man, they quickly shut closed, tight and wishing to accept darkness as he grabbed her. The man was so confusing, shifting his touch from threatening to kind to downright murderous. It was impossible to predict what he would do next, which is likely exactly how he wanted it. A quiet 'squeak' escaped her at the surprise of being forced against him and she shuddered. Even when he hurt and tortured her, something somewhere deep down still yearned for the monster's touch. On the verge of tears yet loving the feel of his manhood pressing against her; it made no sense, none at all. Who reacted in such a despicable way?<br><br>But still she did exactly as she was told. Not once did she fight the man or attempt to move away. Her arms lifted up and for a moment she feared the belt he was pulling off would immediately find itself lashing against her. A moment later she was almost wondering if she would have preferred that. Natalina screamed out as she stretched unwillingly, shoulders making an uncomfortable cracking noise near her ears. Her toes could barely reach the floor, and if she thought it would have done any good, a leg would have swung out to kick the man. Unfortunately, there was no point in fighting something that couldn't feel.<br><br>It was difficult not to scream again. Giving him the satisfaction of seeing her in pain was not something she wanted. The only problem was that not showing such things would only bring on more. Again a shiver crawled up her spine at the slightest sensation of a soft touch before quickly being torn away. She bit into her lip to stop any sound from leaving it but couldn't help the whimper that followed after she refused to respond to his demand.<br><br>A tumult of humility, pain and anger clashed within her before she finally spoke. "Fine! You want me to tell you again how horrible you are?! You are a wretched, narcissistic, detestable creature! All you see is the need for pain and destruction," she spat. Her eyes were nearly black as she realized something. <em>I'm no better than him.</em> I<em> chose to be with such a creature, even knowing what he could be. So what makes me any better?</em> Staring into those venomous red eyes made her have to fight much harder to deny her tears. Her arms were already on fire, burning from the weight of her own small body. One could only imagine how long he had spent perfecting his impromptu torture techniques.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 04:06:00</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V3iCik7YgAU</div></div><br>Arching a brow as she spat out such words, such harshness behind them. She was right, all the things she said. Well, most of them. Indeed, he found pleasure in pain, found beauty in destruction. He found stillness in those moments of madness. <br><br>“You love it too.” He told her softly. His chest rumbling from his growl and a moment later he laughed. “You love that I am this way, I can smell it on you. That torrid of emotions. You want me, and you fight it so hard. You’re a whore.” He told her softly as his talons moved down her spine, teasingly soft. Then moved to her hips to grip them painfully. His knee lifting and moving up between her legs. He ground his thigh there, in the warmth of both her sex and ass. <br><br>“You love how I hurt you, how I force you to behave. You love that you picked me. I find you unworthy of me, and yet you yearn to be worthy of me. Do you think its possible? To be worthy of a beast like me? You see me as a monster, and yet, I look at you as something beneath me.” He leaned in and moved down her back. She could feel his hands moving down her sides while his body lowered. His nose, mouth and chin dragging as he went. He was on his knees behind her and still his head came to her lower back. <br><br>“What would happen, if I touched another place on you?” <br><br>He leaned in and she would feel his hot tongue brushing up along her ass. Leaning over to the side slightly he opened his mouth and she would feel his teeth clamp down onto her. Capturing a chunk of flesh. She could feel his teeth and yet they didn’t break the skin as they stung. He let go a moment later and whispered up to her. “You love me.” He told her with a chuckle. It was dark, and deep. Knowing. The male could already smell her desire, mixed with her confusion. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 04:24:47</strong>
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				Dark eyes flashed with anger. "Shut up," she whispered hoarsely. His words made her want to punch him, kick him, do anything that could hurt him, even a tiny amount. Those talons made her shiver but she held back any display of emotion, trying to keep what little composure she had left. "I am not a whore." Even with how unyielding as she wanted to be, how much her mind was screaming to just ignore it, ignore everything he said and did, her body betrayed everything.<br><br>No, it wasn't true. None of it. It just couldn't be. She had no feelings for the beast, she mearly required an escape that he provided. He held no power over her. Yet again, with as strong as her mind was, the girl's body was week. It was not accustomed to the touch of a man and she could do little more before crumbling completely. "Shut up." Another angry whisper trailing off as he moved down her back.<br><br>If she could jerk away, she would have, but the fear of possibly breaking an arm kept the girl still. Kain was merciless and bitter and obviously delusional. He forced a gasp out of her as she tensed up before yelping quietly at the feel of his sharpened teeth. "No," she whimpered out, head shaking as much as it could. Surely he could smell her body's betrayel; what a horrible thing. Bitterly, she spat, "No one could love you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 04:45:03</strong>
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				“No… of course not just anyone could love me.” He whispered to her, his voice now turning into a purr. “Not no one… you do.” He told her with a slow growing smile. His&nbsp; red glowing eyes seemed to cast light onto her tanned flesh. He smiled even more, the expression wicked and daring. Indeed, her body told another story. He could feel her anger growing with herself, her confusion. His hand left her body, only to come back and strike it hard. The sound of it echoing through the room. He leaned down and parted her ass cheeks. His unnaturally long tone moved between her ass and she could feel it brush along her taboo hole. <br><br>His hand reaching around her body with ease he cupped her sex and gave it a tight squeeze. Pulling her mouth back he chuckled softly and she could hear the tone was one of mockery. As his mouth pulled away, his fingers slipped inside. His voice returning as he rested his cheek against the small of her back. “Your wet.” He said. He already knew she was. The naughty little girl. <br><br>“Take comfort lovely human, I did not say you were a common whore, you are mine. Every part of your body belongs to me. I own you.” he said before he shifted and moved around her form. He moved onto the bed before her. Spreading his legs and as she hung on its edge and he sat so comfortably looking up at her. His head coming between her breasts easily. He leaned in and captured a nipple in his mouth. “Are you saying&nbsp; you do not love me? If you do not, what is it you feel for me then?” he asked her curiously. <br><br>“Tell me again, tell me what you think of me. How I am bitter, and angry, say those words again.” His hands coming around her body to grip her ass and he lifted her slightly. Her arms still suspending, but they found a moments relief in what he did to her now. Her form lifted slightly as he pulled her knees to each side of him. In a way straddling his lap, but still unable to do much more then just hang there. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 05:07:10</strong>
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				No. No, no, no, no. No! She didn't love him. She couldn't. It was... It was just wrong. No matter what he said or what he thought, she refused to admit to it. A small scream broke free when struck her, though she was more surprised than hurt. The most hurt she felt at that moment was towards her own body, but there was no point in cursing herself; it was uncontrollable. She should have known that from the last time he did such things to her.<br><br>Eyes wide as saucers, her whole body stiffened. Dear Lord, what was he doing back there? <em>Not there, anywhere but there.</em> Again she had no time to think as she whined quietly, not wanting to accept but he was doing. He was making it so hard to ignore, to fight. Why did it have to feel good? And why did he have to say such obvious things? Just to torment her.<br><br>When he moved against she watched him, eyes almost pleading for the man to cease his assault before it moved any further. Of course there was no chance that such a thing would happen. Instead she watched as he got closer and shuddered at the feel of the warmth on her nipple and the release her arms felt moments later. This time, however, she chose to ignore his words and stay silent to his request. Responding to such things only led to more questions and she did not want to think anymore. Instead she breathed steadily, arms relaxed and painless for a moment, not even giving much thought to how close they were again. "Shut up, Kain," was all the girl managed, staring hatefully into his glowing red eyes. <em>What happened to the pretty blue ones?</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 05:32:10</strong>
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				When she said nothing more, but told him to shut him he arched a brow and reached up before slapping her. The movement was strangely different from a normal hit. Just enough pressure to get her attention, and sting slightly. Yet, not enough to make her face feel as if it would explode either. The movement was like a master slapping its pet to get what they wanted from it. To make it listen instead of causing real harm. It was a warning of worse to come if she did not comply. His eyes narrowed as she looked at him so hatefully. "Tell me." He said to her. Giving a moments pause before he growled out and pulled her against him roughly. <br><br>The next moment the kindness was gone as his talons dug into the flesh of her ass, this time ripping skin and making her feel hot trickles of blood down her thighs. He pushed her from him so that she was suspending again as he leaned back against the bed and watched her. She could have kicked out at him. Tried to hurt him. Yet such a move would not be wise. His eyes still showed that same anger, he was playing with her, but he was not yet calmed. The vampire was angry, morbidly so. <br><br>Lifting his hand he reached out and grasp a breast, this time squeezing it so hard she could see the flesh coming between his fingers like raw dough did when a baker turned it. Talons pressing and threatening. He leaned in and looked up at her, his lips peeling back. They clinched as he yelled his command. "Fucking say it!" He said again, shaking her a bit and his other hand rising and threatening to actually hurt her this time if she did not do as she was told. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 05:47:09</strong>
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				A sharp breath was sucked in when he hit her but she was somewhat surprised. It wasn't the painful, hateful slap she had expected. Rather, a silently demanding one. A moment later, a moment's pause too long, and she screamed out, tears immediately stinging her eyes. She could barely feel them trickle down her cheeks as the heat of her own blood ran down her thighs. Again her arms felt that painful strain, worse now, already growing sore after the first time she hung.<br><br>Another, quieter scream, and she twisted in her suspense, trying to pull away, to no avail. Her skin was on the verge of bursting open beneath his talons while her ass seared with pain. When he yelled, she flinched, choking down a sob. "You're bitter and angry," she repeated hoarsely. Even as he shook her, a few tear droplets managed to splash onto the hand that gripped her so fiercely.<br><br>"You're a horrible, horrible person," her voice was low, simply speaking with no thought behind the words, only emotion. "You're hateful and spiteful and evil and monstrous and I love every disgusting part of it." The sound of her own voice wasn't even hitting her ears. None of it was registering. If it had, she would have stopped speaking long ago. "I hate you and I love you and... God, I hate you." Her legs were covered in blood, and in the silence, she could hear nothing but her own ragged breath mixed with the warm drops that hit the floor beneath her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 06:30:31</strong>
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				<br>The sounds of her screams made him purr. He shivered over and loved it. The scent of her blood filled the air. He listened to her and felt her twist and squirm. The feeling of her hot tears on his own grip. He blinked slowly up at her though as her words moved to completing. He chuckled softly and arched a brow. "I had wondered how long it would take, normally I hear I hate you... Or I love you, never have I heard them both together." he whispered as she would find herself being cut loose and rolled. <br><br>The female was soon on her back on the bed. The male over her and legs between her own. He started to slip out of his pants and shifted up between her legs. His hand coming up to wrap around her throat as he looked down at her. Shifting higher he pressed the head of his own uncut shaft against her. The head of it throbbing and hot. Dripping already with pre and thick. He teased it against her opening. She was no longer a virgin, and he was not planning on being loving and gentle either. He was wet enough for both of them, but he knew she was also dripping. As if her body just loved the abuse. He pressed into her, running slow and deep, moving against her core and making so to hilt entirely inside of her. He purred against her ear and chuckled softly. <br><br>"Told you... You belong to me." He told her and pulled back before pressing deep once more. Running in and out of her with fluid rhythmic movements. The man would ground his hips and his thrusts would be a bit short and deep before he pulled back completely, nearly falling out before driving deep again. His Hands moved to her hips, his powerful muscles flexed as he moved. His pants slipping further down his thighs. Carefully with how he moved he was able to get them off with out stopping. He would feel her breath along his flesh and he exhaled along her neck as well. Moaning out as he dug his talons into her and started to actually fuck her harder. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 06:50:21</strong>
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				Although she knew it wasn't over, she let out a sigh of relief when he cut her down, letting her rest on the bed. Although her ass was raw and still painfully bloody, it felt a thousand times better than hanging from the bed frame. Her arms lay limp at her sides, lids low, not even watching his movements. Instead she breathed in slowly as his hand wrapped around her throat, trying to relax herself.<br><br>It would have worked if she hadn't moaned from just feeling him rub against her, soon letting another long, needy moan out against his ear as he moved into her. Each powerful thrust into her made the girl groan softly, already wanting more. She couldn't deny anything anymore, she didn't have the strength to. It was easier to give in, let him take over her. Even when he spoke, she nodded under his hand. Sure, when she felt better, when she wasn't bleeding endlessly, she would deny everythin<br>g, but for now, there was no point.<br><br>Her eyes rolled back as her body rocked beneath him. It felt too good, it just wasn't right. For someone who could make her feel so horrible to be able to make her feel so amazingly euphoric - he truly was the devil. Even as he speared into her skin, made her ass rub achingly over the fabric, her moans grew louder, deep and wanting, needing him more and more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 00:21:02</strong>
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				He grinned at her as she moaned and writhed under his forceful movements. Pulling back his hair fell over his shoulder, and the cool silver locks hit her chest before falling off to the side. Those red eyes watching her breasts move with each powerful thrust he made into her small body. Angry was not the word for this moment, but love was not either. Red orbs moved up to look down at her glazed gaze. Watched her lips part as she cried out. He knew her body was hurting from his wounds, but at the same time she was twisted between the pleasure of it all. <br><br>He growled out again and his hands moved under her body to grip her shoulders. Pulling her down against herself. Her insides clamp around him so nicely, she was so sweetly tight and wet all at the same time. His thickness swallowed by her and he could feel those muscles flex. It was amazing, he moaned out finally. Giving a sound of pleasure instead of his growled. Rolling deep, over and over. Driving into her again and again. Teeth clinched as he pulled back and his hands ran down her body. He forced her legs apart and sat up a little on his knees. Hooking his hands behind her knees and opening up her legs more. Forcing them back onto the bed as he pounded inside of her. <br><br>“Is this what you wanted? To finally feel me inside of you?” She asked her as she rode her hard. Opening her up in such a way, pushing over and over again. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 00:59:11</strong>
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				It was strange to see anything but a look of anger or torment twisted into his features. The cool hair that fell over her chest felt amazing, relaxing the hot blood that was throbbing through her veins. Even if he were to hurt her right then, she probably wouldn't feel it, too lost in the sensation.<br><br>When he pushed on her shoulders, wedging her down on his thick length, she moaned out loudly. Each deep movement felt amazing, making her blood rush every time. The world around her was a complete blur so it was easier to believe it simply did not exist. All she could see was the devilishly handsome monster on top of her, glowing eyes boring into her as if threatening her very existence. She stared at them as if entrance each time he moved back, until another needy groan was released.<br><br>Whimpering softly when he moved her, Natalina felt her legs stretch all the way back to the skin of her back and let out a shakey noise, not quite loud enough to be a scream but too quiet to sound like a moan. Then she got louder. Fingers twisted tightly around the sheets, gripping them as her whole body moved.<br><br>"Yes!" she gasped out, eyes squeezed shut. Any pain and discomfort melted away as her body accepted every long inch of him. Now she understood why there were brothels on every corner of Florence; she had never felt anything so good.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 03:29:27</strong>
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				<br>Seeing her reactions was satisfying. He lulled his head to the side as he continued to pound into her. Looping one arm under her leg so that the back of her knee rested against the bend of his arm, he reached around and gripped her breasts, rolling his fingers along her nipple, and teasing it. Holding his hand flat so that each thrust caused the sensitive nub to brush along the palm of his cool hand. He moaned out again and his long hair teased along her own flesh as he moved. <br><br>Her warm yes, and the way she looked at him was amazing. He wanted more and as he pulled out he shifted on the bed and grabbed her by the back of her head. Pulling her up suddenly and foreword, she would see his hard shaft right in front of her face. He smirked down at her before hooking a finger with his other hand into her mouth and forcing it open. Pushing himself into her mouth he moaned and shivered. The warmth of it, and the dragging of her teeth making him cry out. Normally most men did not like to feel the scrape of teeth. Kain however loved pain. <br><br>“See how sweetly you taste?” He purred to her, thrusting in and out of her mouth. His other hand moving and hanging at his side while his other hand tangled in her hair. The vampire tipped his head back and moved her head while thrusting his hips at the same time. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 04:06:53</strong>
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				Whenever he touched her, another brush of that cool skin over her flaming skin, she felt a wave flush through her. Her moans echoed through the room, expressing just how much she loved the attention he was giving her; how much she craved and needed it.<br><br>Then he pulled away and she couldn't help but whine. Glazed eyes blinked several times in confusion before she felt herself being moved and suddenly, his thick, wet length was in her mouth. Surprised and unsure of what to do, her teeth scraped over it. She could taste her own juices as the sound of him crying out hit her ears; he seemed to enjoy it. Shifting to become more comfortable, she realized it wouldn't do much good. The more he pushed, the further he went and soon she could feel herself choking, head pressing against her throat. Natalina's eyes began to water and she realized how little air she was getting.<br><br>A hand reached up to grab his leg, nails digging into it. Unable to pull away due to the hand on the bag of her head, she tried to get his attention somehow; though whether or not he would listen to her, she had no idea.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 04:21:28</strong>
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				<br>Grinning he felt her nails and looked down at her. Seeing her body straining in an effort to breath. He pulled back completely, letting himself slip from her mouth and a string of saliva from her lips to the crown of his cock. He panted harder and then pulled her up, dragging her face along his body before he leaned down and kissed her mouth. She would feel his teeth bite her tongue, tasting her blood and moaning into it. Then he pushed her back down before sliding himself into her mouth once more. Bringing her in as close as he could before pulling back to give her a moment to breath. Then he started to thrust, the movements slow and measured. Teasing her. She had to time her breathing with the movements to make sure to get a breath and exhale before her wind pipe was blocked by him. <br><br>Moaning out, his other hand moved down her back and then scratched its way up, before tracing back down again. Not to hard, just teasing her. He could be gentle if he wanted, but in this moment it was more or less to show her who was in charge. Own her and make her whoreship him as he desired. The female was defiant and he enjoyed that about her. The fire inside of her sparked a fire of his own and forced him to feel alive. "Do you like the taste of it? Of course you do. You like how it feels and the sweetness of your sex mixed with my own." he said as he thrust hard and then held it for a moment before pulling back. <br><br>The vampire growled out again and then started to move a bit faster. His large hand reaching all the way down her form to slap her wet wounded ass. Then pulled his fingers back to suck the blood off of them. Moaning out again and then looking down at her as he did as he pleased with her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 05:41:47</strong>
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				It was a complete surprise when Kain listened to her and pulled away. Instinctively, she licked her lips, even after seeing the string of saliva, eyes landing on his member as she finally managed to catch her breath. Not a second later did she suddenly lose it again as her eyes grazed over his strong body before his lips planted themselves on her's, and she moaned against them. The sound bewildered her but there was no time to think about it as another, louder moan spilled into his mouth, along with a metallic liquid she could only guess was blood.<br><br>Then his lips were replaced with his cock. This time he seemed to consider her inability to breathe and moved so she could find air. Grateful for the reprieve, she relaxed some. He would be able to feel the vibrations of her throat when he scratched along her back, a chill following his sharpened talons. Then she remembered his earlier reaction and closed her mouth some, letting her teeth drag over him as the man moved in and out of her. Some ridiculous voice inside the girl said that pleasuring the vampire would be a good idea; an extremely ridiculous voice. Yet she repeated the movement, even as she heard him speak, almost taunting her.<br><br>Natalina screamed out just as he sped up. For just a few minutes she had managed to forget about the pain in her rear, but that just wasn't allowed, now was it? Tears streamed down her flushed cheeks as nails dug into his leg again, eyes angrily flickering up to his. Thought her body was heavy, mind dwindling, she could still process a few short thoughts and was then wondering if there would ever be a time where he did not endlessly torture her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 20:18:18</strong>
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				<br>Kain was pleased with her. The way she worked to please him, as he felt her teeth once more. If she tried that with another, she would like get a scream and a bad reaction. The vampire enjoyed it to much, it felt wonderful, in a way she was returning his own afflictions that he lay on her. He hissed between his teeth and his hand moved down to push her hair out of the way, cupping it in a hand and holding it free from her face. His other hand returning to rest softly against her back. Fingers spreading and even his hand appeared massive over her smaller frame. <br><br>“Good girl.” He told her softly, praising her for doing what she did. Paying attention.&nbsp; What was the point of sex if the other did not pay attention? He knew he enjoyed her passion, the defiance of herself. At some point she may receive sex that was not used as a tool to punish her. Right now however, this was more or less for her to learn who was in charge of the situation for as twisted and abusive as that could be. In a sense she was under his mercy and had to trust that he wouldn’t harm her beyond the things he did to her now. Kain was indeed cruel. He had his warm sides to, but that was not something that was easy to see or even approach.<br><br>Pulling back finally he decided to let her have a moment of choice. Pulling her up, she was forced onto her knees, her eyes looking up into his own. “tell me, what do you want next? You get a single chance. If you do not give an answer I will do as I please.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 20:45:49</strong>
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				The vampire's cruelty seemed to lighten some, if even for a few moments. Regardless of how long or short a time it may last, she welcomed it gratefully. She even felt a strange twinge of happiness when he praised her, something she doubted could ever happen. It was obvious to her that there was some shred of humanity still hidden within the man, deep, deep inside of him. Perhaps there would be a chance to retrieve more of it without having to go through such a painful experience first; albeit enjoyable, but excruciatingly painful.<br><br>Adjusting her weight, a hand pressed against his torso for support, bright eyes looked up into his. How she'd love to have those brilliant blue hues return her gaze, rather than the frightening red. Knowing he was prone to acting rashly if she did not respond immediately, the girl made her choice quickly, voice soft.<br><br>"I want you inside me." It was the simplest way she could think to say it. Any other choice of words, such as 'make love to me', might make him laugh in her face or bring a hand against her once more, a thought she nearly cringed at. Her body was weak, mind dull, yet even with every bone and muscle screaming out in pain, it still wanted more of him, more of that blissful feeling. Her eyes begged for it, body needed it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 21:58:43</strong>
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				<br>That should have been expected from a female who had never really experienced sex before. He smirked at her and his other hand lifted to cup the side of her face. Lightly brushing his thumb along her lips. Arching a brow the male nodded, "That was the intention." He told her softly. Guiding her back, his hands moved under her arms and he lifted her. Moving up onto the bed, she could feel him press tightly against her. He turned and landed back against the pillows while resting her on his hips, his cock rising between them and the underside base pressed against her sex, while the tip of his shaft was exposed and dripping. He looked up at her and placed his hands behind her head. <br><br>"Finish what we started." He told her, giving her a chance to be on-top and move at her own will for the moment. He looked up at her, his expression unreadable, but no longer angry. Those red eyes however still there staring back at her intently and waiting. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 22:27:18</strong>
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				The softness of his touch made her shiver, cheek pressing softly into his palm. This side of Kain was so different, so... Endearing. She remained motionless in his arms as he moved them around. Biting her lip, she looked down at the man, at his glowing eyes, amazingly built body, and large, thick member. Pressing her small hands against his abs, she lifted herself up enough to feel the tip of his cock rubbing against her lips. Taking a breath, she let herself drop down, moaning out loudly.<br><br>The angle made it feel so much bigger, so much deeper than before. It took a moment to slide all the way to the base, and with another breath she began to glide up and down, slowly becoming accustomed to the motion. Moments later she was moaning out once again, blissfully riding the man.<br><br>At first she moved slowly, trying not to strain herself too much. But that only lasted so long. It was true that she knew little about sex, so when something felt too good to be true, you had to run with it. Her breasts were bouncing, hair spilling over her back and shoulders, waving in every direction. Pure bliss was visible on her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 22:49:37</strong>
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				<br>The slow movement caused his jaw to set and another low growl to roll from his chest. His stomach flexed showing those powerful abs all the way down. Looking up at her as she got herself settled and moved. This position and the way she moved only caused her insides to tighten even more around him. Reaching up he gripped a breast and his hand lifted to slap the other one a bit harshly. Then it slipped down her form to grip her hips. He kept himself still while she got herself adjusted. <br><br>Once she started to move harder and faster, he decided to add a bit to it. While her body came down he thrust up into her, causing her body to slam against him while lifting both of them a bit off of the bed. Smirking up at her he chuckled softly. His hand gripping her hip tighter. Slowly he sat up and leaned in to capture a nipple into her mouth, holding it between his teeth and moaning out. His long hair spreading out on the bed like a hundreds of moon lit rivers along the dark blankets. His growls turning to low rolling clicks that nearly sounded like purring. He did the motion a few times. Thrusting harshly and looking up at her, his glowing eyes appearing pleased with her as he continued his own movements against her decent onto his shaft. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:08:19</strong>
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				The more she looked at him, the more handsome the man became, muscles protruding from every possible spot. If things were different, she would likely spend some time simply running her hands over those expression of strength, admiring them. Though instead of doing that, she was screaming out as he abused her breasts, obviously enjoying the action quite a bit.<br><br>His hands on her hips helped steady the girl as she moved, though admittedly became much rougher. Each time he slammed up into her, the girl cried out, feeling him press hard into her. Sore arms moved up to his shoulders as he caught her nipple, making her moan loudly. Natalina saw the shine of his sea of hair and a hand instinctively ran through it, the cool strands slipping through her fingers and over her forearm. The hand dropped back to his shoulder and gripped it tightly, listening to the purrs that rumbled up to her ears, breaking past the echoes of her own screams. She only caught a glance of the look hidden in his eyes as her own fluttered shut, nails digging deeper into his shoulders.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 05:49:07</strong>
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				Turning his head into the nape of her neck he moaned again, a hot breath moving along her skin. Feeling her wrap around him in such a way made him feel wanted. It was a blessing in its own way. His arms wrapped around her, one curling around her back and a hand lifting to grip her shoulder and help pull her down onto himself. His own breathing becoming less steady and more like a panting sort of tone. Groaning and closing his eyes tightly. The vampire was letting himself get lost to the sensations. His other hand coming down to grip her ass. Knowing it likely hurt her, but not caring. He was dipping into a honey well and didn't care to even hold back. What was the point?<br><br>"That's a good, good girl." he told her again. Knowing she liked the praise from himself. "I want you to cum for me. Let go, and smash through that wall." He purred and suddenly opened his mouth. His teeth sinking into her neck and the power of his own skills pressing into her body. Rushing blood spilling into his mouth and down his throat he drank her and took pleasure in her flavor. The many different emotions, the vampire fed on the essence of all of them. The mix of want, and hate, love and need. It all spilled into him and opened up like a spring. He moaned again and she could feel his own powers move through her, as if every single nerve on her body was put on edge and shoved over. Making them heightened and sensitive. Her body set on fire, and she could feel not just her own pleasure, but his as well.<br><br>It was mind shattering and he had to keep himself from actually cumming as well. He was not done with her yet, not yet. But he wanted to let her have her first one around his cock. Wanted to feel that mounting release flow through him while he could. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 06:51:25</strong>
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				At that moment, nothing seemed to exist outside of that strong, sensual embrace. Kain's arm managed to easily cover the whole of her back and then some, holding her close and allowing her to feel the warmth of his breath, the rise and fall of his broad chest. She moaned out, a long, deep moan that would flood his ears. The pain on her scathed rear was almost nothing compared to the pleasure of feeling him fill her so fully.<br><br>Again, he praised her making something within the young girl flutter about in a strange mixture f excitement an warmth. Then, like a switch had been flipped within her, Natalina's body began to quake and tighten around his girth. Allowing her that release made the girl respond almost immediately.<br><br>What surprised her most, though, was the intensity with which that exhilarating release came. The reminder of Kain's true being didn't even make her flinch; it added to the pleasure. She cried out louder, louder than she knew she could, moaning endlessly, unable to believe that those sounds were coming from her own lips. Even attempting to muffle them against the vampire's head, held tightly against her body, did nothing to change the noise. Her body flooded with a strange heat, waves of upon waves of it crashing over her, spilling through every crevice. She had no idea what it all meant. Emotions mixed together, ones she didn't recognize, another blast of pleasure and another. It all clashed together in a desperate attempt to make itself known, each individual bit, but she couldn't decipher any of it.<br><br>Gasping for air, her breath came out in shallow pants, eyes tightly shut as the amazing sensation began to die down. While her entire body still wracked from the effects, her mind seemed much more awake and clear. There was no way to get a grip on all of it. Instead of trying, her arms relaxed aroun his shoulders, heart still pounding ferociously within her chest. Bright blue orbs were nearly the shade of a perfect crystal as they opened to look at the silver-haired devil.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 05:57:27</strong>
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				<br>Kain felt himself nearly fall with her. So close to coming over the edge and spilling inside of her walls. He shivered and moaned out, the louder she got the harder he thrust into her. As if wanting to make her scream under her voice box gave. As she started to come down his mouth let her go and he pulled back. Licking his own lips and sucking the blood free from his teeth he leaned in and kissed her hard on the mouth. Sucking on her tongue and biting her lip teasingly. Not being harsh with it, just enjoying her closeness. <br><br>He was now ready to finish. The male moved her onto her back once more and wrapped her legs around himself. he placed his hands on the bed under her. Leaning down he kissed her again, nipping along her jawline and moving down to kiss her neck. She may not have noticed it, but when his powers had moved through her, most of her wounds had closed back up. As if what he did was healing her. <br><br>He did all this and didn't even slip out of her. Then he started to thrust into her once more. Moving a bit slow, but hilting each time, hooking her deeply and growling against her mouth. His eyes closed and he would pant softly against her. Pulling back, he thrust again, and again. Moving and rolling himself in and out of her body. Tormenting her move before he whispered to her softly. "I am going to cum, do you want it inside of you, or do you want to it all over your body?" Giving one hard thrust while he asked to make her gasp and her mind scatter with thoughts. Making it hard to focus on his question at hand.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 08:43:15</strong>
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				Natalina was beginning to adore those kisses - the ones that seemed to hold actual affection rather than bring pain. They made her believe more in that hidden, caring part of the vampire, rather than allowing her to remain blinded by his viciousness.<br><br>As they once again shifted, legs wrapping tightly around him, she didn't feel that same painful ache of her shredded ass or the shaking soreness in her arms as small hands gripped his sides. Her body felt spectacular considering how much torture it had undergone throughout the night. Each of his growls were met with a soft moan, nails digging deeper into his skin. The sounds grew louder, body quickly beginning to cry out for him again and again.<br><br>His deep voice was almost lost to her as the girl gasped out, shaking with need beneath him. Mind a blur, unable to think straight, it took a moment to get the words out - the first ones she could muster. "In--inside," she whispered, breath caught in her throat. The world was beginning to fill with bright, colorful spots once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 03:33:07</strong>
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				<br>Needless to say the beast of a man liked that answer. It made him smile and he placed his hands on each side of her head, pinning her shoulders so that when his thrusts got more aggressive she had no place to go. Pinned and under his powerful weight he assaulted her insides. Pounding into her as if he were trying to break her. His eyes swimming as they watched her breasts shift and her eyes glazed over as they looked up at him. <br><br>The way her mouth parted and throat flexed with her moans. The vampire held her and continued to move. Their bodies slick and wet, he could feel her growing wetter. The friction making things hotter for him. The female was so warm compared to himself. He felt those walls of his resolve falling as he peeked and spilled inside of her. Thickening and then releasing rope after rope of his cool cum deep inside of her hot body. He let himself moan out and his head tip back. Baring his fangs as he continued to move. Never seeming to miss a beat, if anything hitting harder then before. It was startling, as the bed started to creak and groan under the weight of himself. After a few moments he started to pant heavily. Looking back down at her he smiled softly and arched a brow. His hand moving up her body to wrap around her throat softly.<br><br>"Never think, I do not control you." He said before leaning down and kissing her again. Rolling on the bed he pulled her with him and yanked her form against himself. He panted, resting his head against his pillows and closing his eyes. "You should be careful with that mouth of yours at times..." he told her softly. "One of these days, I may decide to hurt you with out the pleasureable parts involved." He was warning her... for the benefit of them both. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 06:36:40</strong>
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				A genuine smile. She nearly had a heart attack. Though a few minutes more and she would. The placement of his hands gave her nowhere to run. Each time he thrust into her, the girl cried out as he seemed to hit past the furthest parts of her insides. She felt almost feverish, every inch of her burning up before exploding into what she could only perceive to be millions of tiny pieces. <br><br>That strangely cool liquid began to flood her, a strange sensation as it contrasted with her body's own heat. Her back arched away from the bed and tipped her chest close to his, radiating warmth towards the vampire's cold body. It sounded like they would soon collapse onto the floor. Through the creaking of the bed and Kain's own moans, a strange voice could be heard whimpering out his name, one she couldn't possibly recognize to be her own. A cool hand pressed against her throat as Natalina finally began to calm and return the soft kiss.<br><br>The man's cool form helped to relax her as the girl's eyes closed, head resting against his chest. His words hit her ears, but she preferred not to consider them at that time. Later, when she was more aware and less exhausted, she would know to do as he said. At that moment however, she was happy - for the first time since arriving at the large house, she was truly happy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 01:01:35</strong>
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				<br>The vampire smirked feeling the joy ebbing off of her. The male remained silent and just held her as her body settled. He remained cool. A bit blood drunk from her own excitement. The vampire closed his eyes slowly and pulled her tightly against him for a moment of embrace before he shifted and sat up slowly. He moved away from her and started to get his clothing once more. Licking some blood from his chin with his long tongue and his silver hair hanging down his body. He gained a bit of color having fed from her. His flesh a darker hue, less pale and white. He moved back over and lifted her dress before tossing it onto the end of the bed.<br><br>Those eyes traveled up the bed once more and he glanced into her eyes. The corner of his mouth tugging, she could see his eyes had returned to their ice blue tone. “Your beautiful like this.” he told her as his eyes roved her ravished on the bed. Her hair spread out all around her, and her chest though calmed still rising and falling with her breaths. Turning away slowly he went over and opened the door. He didn’t say anything as he walked out, but he found himself rather pleased for some reason. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>12-08-2013, 22:50:15</strong>
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				Regardless of the pain that may come along with it, the young Italian knew that she would not regret her decision to disappear with the vampire. A flame burst to life within her as she felt his embrace. There was a softness to it that the man had never shown, bringing a small smile to her face. Even when he moved, she remained relaxed and content on the plush bed, simply watching his movements. The new color almost made him look larger and younger - healthy, even. It was a nice shade on him. Her smile grew upon hearing those words and when he disappeared from the room, she let out a long sigh. There was no chance she could go back to a 'normal' life at that point. <br><br>For a few moments she remained on the bed feeling the cool air brush over her heated skin. She was relaxed and happy. Finally sitting up, she slid to the end of the bed, surprised at the slight strain in her legs. After slipping into her dress, Natalina made a slow bee-line to the kitchen for a glass of wine. Kain was nowhere to be found, as usual, so she headed to a large door she had passed several times. Pushing it open, a gush of fresh air blew her long hair back. The girl breathed in deeply. Soon she was looking out over the country greenery, seated on a large stone as she first rays of light threatened to break over the tree line.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-08-2013, 20:04:43</strong>
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				<br>Kain of course wondered on his own. The hate of his heart calmed for the moment. The woman worked good for that at least. Using her body, and thrashing it to his own needs had a way of calming the beast in his chest. Making its clawing demands quiet. He loved how she sounded, her moans of pain always similar to her moans of pleasure. Before things would be done between them she may find herself unable to live with out the bondage touch he forced onto her. <br><br>Or perhaps, she had always had it inside of her. Something resting deep inside of her being. Perhaps that’s why she picked him. Why his monster over a human monster he would never truly know. Chances were she would never know either. She did make the choice and now it left her a slave to another. Perhaps though, it was more or less about the fact that she was the one who got to chose. Woman in this world had little choice, or room for choice in this world. He had offered her something no one else had. The right to choose. <br><br>A few more days lazily passed between them and with it came a night of heavy rain. Storming outside, and thundering in a way that would cause the world to feel as of it would drown. Crashing and thundering against the large estate. However, soon with it came a loud banging against the door. Someone had arrived, and wanted in.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>16-09-2013, 02:40:24</strong>
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				The storm was monstrously loud, echoing through the depths of the villa, seeming to rattle the very bones of those who heard it; the young Italian loved it. Her fingers worked over the keys of the large piano, pushing out tunes of varying speeds that held a mixture of melancholy woes and angry expressions. While Kain had only taught her a few notes, she had quickly learned to play and often retreated to her newfound love of music.<br><br>Unfortunately, it was quickly interrupted by a brash noise. At first, she assumed the thunder had gotten louder, but the sound repeated several times until she realized it was knocking. "In questa tempesta?" Leaving the music room, she slowly walked through the hall. Thick drops of water pounded against the windows as lightening flashed disturbing shadows over the walls. The closer Natalina got to the knocking, the more ominous the night seemed to grow. Where were the vampire and the cat? And who would be ridiculous enough to visit them in the first place, let alone during such a storm?<br><br>Arriving at the door, she paused in though, considering if it was a good idea to let the person in. However, there could be a very angry demon on her tail if she didn't. With a soft grunt, she pulled at the heavy door and began to open it, feeling a few renegade droplets hit her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The wolf in vampire clothing. (Tiginny&amp;gsptGoddess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>15-10-2013, 01:40:57</strong>
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				Lightening lit up again, casting a large shadow across her features. The silhouette large and looming. The figure was cloaked and stood in the large landing. “Greetings.” Came a deep rumble of a voice from under it. “Is the master in on this night?” The cloak hid the features of this person, but did not hide that it was a male. Broad shoulders, and let more long then wide. A hand lifted and in it held a letter. “I was sent by her majesty, he had been summoned, and if you wish to join you are also welcomed. It rains outside, do you wish to let me in?” The voice inquired. Strange that they would not step in as soon as the door opened and the space offered.<br><br>Inside was warmth, and light. It was still the person did not move. As if held back by some odd sort of spell. He remained rooted in the same place. Not removing his hood, or showing any signs that he would. If she reached for the letter it would vanish back under the darkness of his cloak. He remained there before whispering again. “May I come in?” <br><br>(short! and took forever, but hope when you get to meet this character you like them. )
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