Dark Love Eternal

[H8becomesyou]

Bane, lone vampire, in the big city of New York. She was on the run from the high elders, though she was a fighter. She couldn't stand up to the elders. And that pissed her off. In the bigger city she would be able to fit in easy. To blend in with the other vampires that lived around here. But she was itching to have some fun. It had been to long since she had any real good fun. With running from the elders. Her body was tense and ready for the blood she craved.


The night was cold, though she couldn't feel the cold like humans. Times Square was bustling with people. Bane could hear the rush of blood in the humans vains. Her mouth watered, her fangs elongated at the sound, poking her bottom lip. Pulling her hoodie down over her head. Most would think she was some goth chick. With the black leather pants, that gives her body. With the black leather halter top, that exposed her toned tummy, with a black diamond in her belly button. The lip rings helped with the goth opinion. They kept their distance from Bane.


Walking through Times Square, the lights flickered. Advertising all kinds of shows, products and movies. Along the sidewalk, she noticed a sign for a club. A goth club, great music and drinks. Club Night Shade, was where she would go and have her fun. Looking at the address, she pushed her way through the people. She was rather fast for human eyes to see. Most would just feel her push past them. None would see her. And she liked it that way. Her hoodie falling off her head as she made her.


Not taking her as long it would humans, to walk the 2 miles to the club. It was set off by it self. A hole in the wall by the looks of it. Two big, muslced men stood at the entrance to the club. She could feel the music hit her before she even got close to the club. The beat of the music pulsed into her body, it was electric. Her blood hummed with the fun that was about to be had. Walking up to the men, her long red and black hair flowing around her shoulders. Her deadly eyes, set on the men before her. Her voice low and seductive, "Hello boys, enjoying your night?" They looked down at her, they towered over her. That never bothered her at all. They smirked at her. "A tiny goth like you come for some fun in the club?" They shared a chuckle between each other. Bane ran her tongue along her fangs, "You could say so." She laughed some. Seeing the flash of her fangs, they smiled. "Nice hardware." The opened the door of her. "Thank you boys." She walks passed them into the club.


The music was loud and bumping. Looking around the club, dark lights fit the mood. People dancing on the dance floor. So close together no one could get through if they wanted to. The club was bigger then one think, from the outside. Looking to take up about two full plots. There was sets dotted around in the dark shadows. No telling what hide in those corners, more vampires likely. She could feel them in the room, among the humans. The bar off to the right, lined one whole wall. Humans dressed as goth's, she had to laugh to her self at that.


Down with the sickness was blaring. One of her favorite songs, it fit her so well. She makes her through the people. Slipping off her hoodie, she put it on a chair. Not caring if someone took it, she had others. Her high heels, clicked on the soild black marble floor. This is her kind of club. Passing a human she slipped the smoke from his mouth. His mouth dropped at her, but he was staring at her, he was speechless. Bringing the smoke to her mouth, she winks at him in thanks. As she made her way to the bad, slipping onto a stool, ordering a vodka on the rocks. The bartender slides it down to her. She sips her drink, watching and finding a good human to use to feed.

 

[Tiny Dancer]

New York - a city that never sleeps. This is true, for most. In fact it is during the night hours that there is the most life...and death. A city to millions that walked the streets blissfully unaware of the dark underbelly that lay beneath their very feet. Or were they walking alongside them? That shadowy figure that is just out of eye shot. You feel like, you are being watched, and then when you go to look there is no body there. Ghouls, and ghosts are all part of children's stories, right? The dead don't rise to feed on the living. All Hocus Pocus designed to either frighten us to follow strict moral codes, or...to some to entertain. But not all is teen fiction. As easy as it is for the criminal lords to run establishments to profit on the less fortunate, so to do some of the cities Vampire lords. Night clubs are the kinds of places where the unsuspecting come to drink and dance the night away - unawares that there are those, that don't want what comes in a bottle, but what happens to be sitting on the bar stool itself. A haunt famous amongst many of those that hunt after dark is none other than Club Night Shade. Where the more eccentric club goers mix with sinners that have murderous intent. Why rob a blood bank, when your next meal is dying to dance with you?


Standing under the light of a flickering adult store shop sign, Reese had been waiting. You could say that he was perusing the night's fare, and boy was he in for a treat or two. The girls traveled in packs for protection, but it was all too easy to ply them away and corner one indiscreetly - without drawing too much attention to yourself. Through the crowd though there was a figure that moved at a much faster pace than the ordinary club goer, in fact it was this speed that seized Reese's attention and had him follow her movement up to the bouncers that stood in the entrance. With Reese's exceptional hearing, he listened in casually to what was said. But the line that truly made him grin maliciously, was that this girl was packing some nice hardware. Pushing himself off the shop window with his boot, he swaggered on after the hooded girl, simply nodding to the two bouncers, who already knew who Reese was. No ID checks for this guy.


The music was pumping hard and already the dance floor was packed with sweat covered bodies. Many would already be fueled by drink, some by more illicit substances. To Reese it was a seething mass of humanity, just waiting to be plucked and enjoyed. Standing at one of the railings, he could survey the crowd at his leisure. Like a hawk, that was spotting the weakest and the easiest mark. It was all part of the hunt. A glint could be seen as his elongated fangs were already protruding, but he then turned his head to see Hoody approach the bar, after having stolen a cigarette right from the lips of some unsuspecting bloke. He turned into a tuna, mouth agape like a dying fish. This girl had style, he had to admit it.


Heading down the stairs, and making his way over to the bar, he nodded to the barman but instead of straddling a stool, he turned to lean his back against the bar and then looked at the girl who had just been served a drink.


Reese smacked his lips, before saying casually. "Bourbon helps with the cravings better. Everyone knows that vodka is for pussies."





The statuesque vampire, who had his hair kept rather untidily into a ponytail of sorts, then sniffed loudly before he then pointed to what looked to be a drunken accountant, who was taking up space at the end of the bar. He was so out of place in a club like this, but Reese already had worked out the profile and by the size...approximate weight, he was a pretty decent feed. "Bet you wouldn't even have to compel the sad sack...a kiss from you would probably be the highlight of his year." Reese found humor in his own words, and shrugged his shoulders. To him, the girl looked half starved. If she needed an easy feed, nothing would beat the bloke Reese pointed out.


@H8becomesyou

 

[H8becomesyou]

Feeling someone slip beside her. Taking a long puff off her smoke, breathing out a billowing puff. Her deep blue eyes flickering to the man beside her. He was the most gorgeous man she had seen in awhile. He had to smirk at him. "Well you weren't here to order for me, now was you." Winking at him. Taking a sip of her drink. She noticed that even sitting down, he towered over her. That is something loved in vampire male. Not that she didn't need someone to protect her. But she did fall for the tall dark, handsome and dangerous men. That had got her in trouble, but she did love her trouble. Made her life as a vampire more fun.


Her eyes following his long, gracful finger. Down to the man at the end of bar. The man did quiet mouth watering at this moment. Laughing some, "Oh now what is the fun in just a kiss?" Her eyes flicker back to the man. "My kiss of death would be a highlight for most." When a vampire fed on a human. Their bodies fell into a state of pure ecstasy. They didn't even know they were being drained of their sweet blood. Just the thought of his blood made her fangs ache. Knwoing that she needed to feed and soon or she would fall into blood lust. And that would draw attention she didn't need right now. Sitting down her drink, "Are you wanting to watch?" Smiling at him, her peal white fangs showed. Seeing if this man was anything like her. Studying him with her eyes, her plump, Ruby red lips. Take another long pull on her smoke. The smoke filling out of her nose.


Pulling the smoke from her mouth, she places it in his mouth. "Watch and see me work." She winks at him. Slidding off her stool, she picks up her glass downing the rest of the contents. Setting it back down on the bar, she walks gracefully along the bar, making her way down to the man. Placing her self behind him, as he leans over the bar. Drinking his sarrows away, like most do in bars. Placing her hands on either side of the man, she leans over him. Moving to his ear, his whispers softly in his ear. "You look so lonely here all by your self. Want some company?" Her lips brushing his ear. The man's body tenses, as he looks over her shoulder at Bane. Bringing his drink to his mouth, taking a long pull. Bane's glance over to Reese. Seeing if he was watching her. The man in a deep rough voice, a little shocked. "Sure." He pats the seat beside him. Bane smiles and slips into the stool next to him. Her back pressed to the bar, she crosses her legs. The man looks her over. His eyes look on her fangs. His eyes go wide, "Wow those are some impressive fake fangs you got there. Best I have seen in awhile." Bane laughs softly, her tongue running all along her aching fangs. "Oh I bet you haven't seen any like these. I would stake my life on it." He chuckles. Bane runs her fingers through her mane of red and black hair. Letting it fall around her shoulders.


The man watches her every move. He squirms in his seat, never have seen any woman like Bane. "So, what's your name?" He asks. "Oh we won't see each other after tonight. No reason to get into all that." The man raised his eyebrow. She knew she got him thinking. She could hear his heart beat pick up. She did love her humans to have a hint a fear to their blood. It made them even sweeter. And she did love her sweets. Leaning to him, she softly brushes his lips with hers.he tasted of the alcohol he was drinking. Not that she really cared for it. He was a little shocked when her lips met his. She knew that she had him. Time to go for in the kill, as it were.


Slipping off her stool, taking his hand in hers. He followed without a second thought. Moving off his stool, Bane lead him through the crowds of people. Bane looking back at Reese, she smiled at him. Her eyes taking a light glow. Most would think it was just the lights of the club. Making their way to one of the dark corners. Their was a long couch, that lined the wall. Tables placed along the couch. Leading the man to the couch. She sits him down right beside her. He sets his drink down on one of the tables close to them. He leans and puts his arm around her. Bane didn't care for humans to touch her. But she was so hungry, it didn't matter at this point. Putting a smile on her face. He pulls her closer to him. Bane leans into kiss him. He kisses her back a little to deeply for her liking. That was her trigger, reaching up to his neck. She pulls his neck to the side. His pulse point beating like a deadly butterflies wings. Her aching fangs plunge into his neck. He tries to pull away from her. But she holds him in place. Pulling the sweet taste of his blood from his neck. Oh it tasted so sweet to her. Her dry body, absorbing the blood into her.


The man fell limp on the couch beside her. Almost draining him, his heart was weak. But he was still alive, just barley. Leaning from his neck, she licked the blood from the corner of her mouth. She could feel the man's blood giving her strength. Her prealy white fangs now tinted red with his blood. She reaches over and takes sip from his drink. Crossing her legs as she relaxes next to the man. She was proud of her self, to say the least.


@Tiny Dancer

 

[Tiny Dancer]

Reese found this girl to be amusing in a playful sort of way. How she so easily bit onto what he was saying, and even going as far to call her kiss of death irresistible. Now there was an advertisement if ever he had heard one. But the way that she looked up at the easy target down the end of the bar, showed that she did indeed have a great hunger. How long had she gone without a decent feed, one would have to wonder. Why, this was of course a land of opportunity for creatures such as themselves. Reese wondered more about this goth child, who didn't muck around when she made up her mind to go and enjoy a well earned night cap.


"Are you wanting to watch?" The girl asked, whilst she acted like some dragon lady from China town - smoke curling out from her nostrils in a show of flamboyance. Cocky little thing, Reese mused. Reese dramatically placed his hand upon his chest, with finger tips drawn in as though to illustrate the mock shock that she might consider him to be a voyeur to such heathen delights. His lips parted and he batted long lashes as though mortally offended.


"Do I look like the kind of guy who gets off on watching a drunk turned into a pop top?" The act soon dropped however, when Reese leaned in and then whispered in her ear. "Make it a show worth watching, love." When he pulled back, he then gestured with his hand as if to say...after you. So that she could move past him freely, and go stake her night's claim.


"Watch and see me work." She not only threw down the gauntlet, but she placed her ciggy in between Reese's lips. He casually removed it after taking a long drag, and tapped the ash into an ashtray as his eyes followed her to the other side of the bar, where the unsuspecting accountant was about to get...well, unlucky.


Watching from his end of the bar, Reese placed the cigarette behind his right ear, just pushing back some stray hair as he did so - which allowed him to pick up on the conversation going on. Smooth...oh so smooth. This girl was playing the guy as though he was a harp. Plucking at his strings, though he'd probably rather she went a bit further. Promises of a good time in a dark corner, were too good to resist and like a hapless puppy, he went after her When Bane shot a glance back at Reese that showed a look of triumph, the dark haired vampire simply raised a glass, that he had been handed by the barmen, who had leaned in to whisper something to Reese, that caused him only to nod in reply. Whether Bane knew it or not, the place was under surveillance, and if she did kill in her ritualistic feeding, then measures had been put in place to dispose of Mister Poor Unfortunate Fool.


Sipping his drink with a bemused expression, Reese continued to keep tabs with his exceptional hearing and range of sight. The rest of the club's patrons were either too lost in their own drunken or drugged stupors, to care about some sad sack nobody who was to be Bane's easy meal. The only part that was icky...was when the drunken accountant kissed Bane back hard. It was enough to make Reese cringe. Everyone enjoyed playing with their food, but not when their food tried to play with them. That was just a big...no no. Unless of course the food was wrapped in a pretty package.


By the time that Bane had finished the full five courses, and was looking right pleased with herself, the two door bouncers came up to the long couch and with a nod from the barman, they hoisted the unconscious man out from behind the table, and then dragged him out to the delivery entrance, where he would be set loose, once compelled. The usual story given - that he was given a roofie...and done up the ass by some pervert. Enough to make the accountant never want to return to the club on a bender. Worked every time.


When the lounge was cleared, Reese chose his moment and went to sit beside the now chuff looking Bane. He then ever so dramatically offered Bane a serviette. 'Missed a bit on your lip." Suggesting that she was a little messy. He then offered her back the cigarette that she had given him earlier. "You look like you could use this too." All said with a smirk on his face. That was Reese for you....not backward in being forward.


@H8becomesyou

 

[H8becomesyou]

Watching the men take the blood bag away from her. She relaxed even more, her tummy full on the sweet blood of that man. Never again would she go so long without feeding. It was to hard on her body, to much control she had to use not to rip out throats. Though that did have it pluses. Thanking the gods that she found this place. She would be back her as much as she could. At this moment she wasn't even thinking that she would have to find a place to stay tonight. Thought she always did find a place to lay her head.


Smiling at Reese as he sat down beside her. A soft giggle fills the air between them. "My mom always said I was messy." Her tongue snakes out, licking up the left over blood. Taking the smoke from him, she takes a long pull. Letting out a along contented sigh. "So did you enjoy the show? Did I make it worth watching for you?" She winks at him. She hoped that he did. Most that knewn her, never liked to watch her feed. But it takes a special kind of vampire to want to watch. She hasn't met one yet. Made this guy was different.


"Oh his blood with laced with just the right amount of fear. So sweet. Got to love when they get scared or fight back. Makes them all more tastey." Licking fangs, the hint of his blood lingered. But she wasn't in need of anymore at this moment, having been well fed. The beat of the music wahed over her body. Feeling the need to dance rise up her. A coy smile spread across her face. "Would you care to dance with a stranger?" Looking to Reese as she stood up from the couch. Leaning over Reese, to the table by him, she puts out her smoke. "Let's see if you can keep up handsome." Turning she made her way to the dance floor, packed with bodies. Her hips swaying back and forth. As she looks over her shoulder at Reese, motioning with her fore finger to follow her.


The bodies moved away from her. Men stared as she passed by to the middle of the floor. Turning she faces back to Reese, her body starts to move. Her hands working up the sides ofnher body. Along her neck, as her fingers moved into her hair. Her eyes fluttering closed. Getting lost to the music that pounded her body. A wide circle formed around her. As the on lookers danced and watched her. This was the best night ofnher life. For so long she wanted to be free of everything. And in this moment she was. No fear from anyone hunting her down. No stuck up vampires telling her she shouldn't do what she does. She could forget for awhile.


That handsome man she met. Oh was he her good luck charm tonight. Falling right into step with her. He was very different, she couldn't help but like that. Dancing down to the floor, her body swaying as she danced her way back up. She had to wonder if he would have followed her. Or did he just hang back and wat hher zhow off for him and the others the watched. No matter of her watched or followed her. She enjoyed the thought of both. For one reason or another. Which she didn't know, she was glad that he watched her. Maybe because he was like her in some ways. If their were other ways. She would have to find out later.


One if the men that had been staring at her. Braved walking out onto the dance floor. He started to dance with her. Bane knew the moment he touched her hips. And he wasn't the one that she wanted. He was high on some kind of drugs. He didn't even move that well with her. He tried to pull her close. Tat just pissed her off. No human was going to push or pull her around. Bane easliy removed his hands from her waist. Like they hand no way to hold onti her. "Oh come on and dance with me." Leaning into him as she dances, she pressed her lips to his ear. "If you want to keep your hands. I would suggest you don't touch me again. Or I will drain you where you stand." The man stood stalk still, his eyes wide with shock. His drugged up mind could even process her words. Bane laughed as danced away from him. He stood there not even moving, frozen to his spot with fear.


@Tiny Dancer

 

[Tiny Dancer]

it was unmistakable. That certain glow that now radiated about Bane's form now that she had sated her thirst after what had been days since she last had a decent feed. That smile of contentment, like a cat that had finished off a whole quart of cream all on her lonesome. But it was not just the feed that did her good, but it was almost like she seemed relaxed now. Having found an environment that was actually filled with her kind, though she may well not be totally aware of that fact yet. Oh sure, the beefed bouncers were right on the job of removing her feed bag out into the night, and they had left her to savor in the moment. But of course, Reese just had to go and see how the lady fared, and to catch a glimpse of her a little closer than from the bar. No sooner had he sat down and offered her the serviette, did she explode into a titter of girlish giggles - this moment having reminded her of something her Mother once said about her. "My mom always said I was messy." This amused Reese. "Some habits die hard, huh?" A question that didn't really need answering. Reese eased himself back into the lounge and draped his long arm over her shoulders, while she was inhaling deeply on that same cigarette that they had now shared. Reese was like this alley cat - a Tom cat that knew how to easily mark his territory. Already Bane had got the attention of some of the other Vampires in the club, and whispers were spreading like wildfire under the heavy thud of the bass. If he was bothered by this, he didn't show it. Newcomers always raised questions from where they had sprang from. Especially if these newbies might bring a host of trouble with them. Trouble that they didn't need.


Appearing nonchalant, Reese perked a well shaped brow when asked if he had enjoyed the show. That alone brought about a sly smile, and of course a rather cheeky retort. "Honestly pet, I would have been more aroused if it was girl on girl, not....girl on Mister Rodgers." To him, a gorgeous goth spread across a suit, as he liked to call them, was normal fare. Reese liked to indulge in more exotic pleasures. "But if you are after a score card, I could write a number on your serviette." Gnawing the end of his finger tip, he then drew a number six on the white serviette with his own blood and held it up like an Come strictly judge. He let the serviette fall from his fingers and onto the floor absently, however, when Bane decided that she wanted to dance. Now she was talking. Bane rose and showed a rather daring side to herself, asking "Would you care to dance with a stranger?"





"Only if that stranger is you, love."


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Bane issued a challenge, to see if the lanky vampire could keep up with her out on the dance floor. Taking off in flight like a true creature of the night that had adapted to the pulsating lights of the nightclub dance floor. The beat heavy...the music on its own was hypnotic. Half the fun was just watching the way that she strode. A real wild one, and now fueled by her conquest, she set to conquer the dance floor making all those that danced there not her contemporaries, but slaves to her rhythm. . Reese didn't get up straight away. No, he preferred to watch the black swan spread her wings from afar, before he dared even plant one boot on the illuminated floor squares. He observed her through hooded lids which narrowed further when a witless male had become a moth to her glowing light. Bane's snake like moves had already stared to entice and illicit a reaction and the moment that the unwanted chose to make his move, it was clear that Bane was not afraid to bare her fangs and freeze the man not only by her choice words, but by that fateful stare.


If Reese had been so moved, he would have broken out in wild applause. Bane had it under control, and was now adding salt to the gaping wound, by laughing in the sod's face, whilst continuing to dance. This...was when Reese appeared right behind the statue like meat bag. Reese whispered something in his ear, and the human trotted off like he didn't even know what planet he was on anymore. The dark haired vamp then proceeded to continue to watch Bane as she exuded her own brand of heat as Reese whispered.


"Dance only for me....my beautiful stranger."





@H8becomesyou

 

[H8becomesyou]

Feeling his arm drap over her shoulders. Normally she would have moved out of the reach of someone so new to her. But there was something about him that she liked. And she didn't mind that he touched her. Reaching up with her free hand she brushes his fingers. They were the same temp as hers. Her fingers ran along the underside of his fingers. The tip of her fingers meeting his. Glancing out onto the dance floor, she could see others eyeing them. It seems he might just staking his territory. The others seem to take the hint. That amused her in many ways. The cool elegance of the way he did it. Showed how much weight or power it were, around here. And she did love a man in power. Taking her leg, she moved it slowly, placing it on the floor between his legs. Her thigh resting on his. She would show the other vampire women. Just what she claimed as hers. At right now he was what she claimed. The vampire women glared at her. Which in turn made her smile and wink at them. They should have jumped when they had the chance. Not the type of vampire to let a chance pass her up. To have a strong and powerful vampire as hers. Though the last time she staked a claim on a vampire. It broguth with troubles, that sent her running for her life. Maybe this would different for her. Because she really didn't want to go on the run again. But there had to be more vampires here then where she came from. With a club like this it would make sense to her. Pushing the thoughts of running again. This was her night of no worries and she would keep it that way.


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As her body moved on the middle of dance floor. She knew the moment that Reese stepped on the dance floor. Even with her back to him. Her hands above her head, as she turns her head to look at Reese. Her eyes locking with his. Taking her one of her lip rings into her mouth. She only danced for Reese this moment. All others didn't matter to her. Her hips started to move, they became hypnotic. As the moved to beat of the music. Her hands going back into her hair, her long graceful neck exposed. Moving her body seductively. Letting her hair drop, she turns fulling faceing Reese. Setting her blue eyes on him. Putting one foot in front of the other, her hips swayed as she walked over to him. Her body showing lethal grace. Standing before Reese, placing her forearms on his shoulders. She starts to dance, rolling her body, as she leans back. Her neck exposed to him, bringing one of her hands down off his shoulder. Her fingers running up her neck. Her eyes fluttering closed.


Leaning back up, she moves to the side of him. Spinning her back pressed to the side of his body. Letting him feel the way that her body moved for him. Staying for a moment, she turned and danced behind him. Placing her hands on his hips. Leaning to him, her lips resting on his ear, "Is that a show you like." The cool metal of her rings brushed his ear. Letting her hands fall from his hips. She dances around to the front of him. Her back to him again. Keeping her body close to his. Reaching down to his hands, she takes them and puts them on her hips. Her hands on top of his, if only for a moment. Smiling over her shoulder at him.


The group around them, watched in awe as she danced for Reese. They new in that moment she was trouble. The women knew that she would be a force not to mess with. The guys in the other hand, wanted what Reese had. Bane was different from any other around here. And Reese had the pleasure of her dancing with and for him. Some of the men had stopped dancing all together to watch her dance. Not Bane would even notice them. She was lost in the moment with Reese.


@Tiny Dancer

 

[Tiny Dancer]

Once in a lifetime you come to meet someone that is unlike anyone you have met before. Reese had lived a life long before he became a disciple of the Night, and while in the past there were women...plenty of them, this seductive creature on the dance floor took to the dance floor like she owned it. She also captured Reese's full attention. Confidence oozing from her - slick like molasses and just as sweet. A dark rose, whose skin was supple like that of satin, but beneath it there was that sense that she could be poisonous. Reese wasn't moving to the beat of the baseline though, nor was he interested in anyone else that bumped and gyrated within his space. The lights flashed - the strobes pulsated their colours that only gave Reese a strange aura as his irises changed their tint. A flash of silver in the depths of jet black. So far, in this club she had fed to the point of almost killing, and then blew off the first male that tried it on with her.


The Vampire had asked for a show, and that was exactly what she was giving him. A private performance, though it was all done before the crowd. He couldn't help but show the hint of a smile, when she turned to face him full on - allowing him to see those majestic blue eyes, that drilled into his. Her hips had caught the beat and she swung them better than any pendulum. Keeping time in a way to mesmerize. If this was how she enticed the unwitting into her web, Bane had the act down pact. Watching her hair fall and then flow off her shoulders like a torrent, she started for him. Like a jungle cat - stalking. This was in fact a turn on. A creature like him, that was willing to display her womanly attributes for him to enjoy. Reese went as far to part his lips enough to see the slither of his tongue sneak out the corner - brushing past a long fang before drawing it back in. Almost snake like in his nature, one could say.


When she graced his shoulder with her forearm, his right eyebrow raised slightly, as she then presented her long neck to him - all the while rolling those hips sensually. Anyone would think her body had been sculpted by the Gods. She was indeed perfection personified. But with all this happening, Reese didn't actually touch her. No, he wanted to see just how far this dance would go. From leaning against his side, to then coming up behind him. Her hands placed on his hips and then there was that cool of the lip ring that just graced his ear as she whispered -


"Is that a show you like."


Reese released what could best be described as a guttural growl of approval. He didn't need to use any fancy words to convey how he rated her performance. She would no doubt not only hear his pleasurable release, but feel it just before she removed her hands his waist, and then danced back to be before him once more. Again, very much in charge of this dance, with her back to him, she drew his large hands to be placed on her svelte hips. Bane glanced back over her shoulder as though to signal that this was the end....but it was then she would find that his fingers began to dig a little into her flesh, through the fabric that she wore. The exotic goth would discover that he was indeed a lot stronger than he looked. While her hands covered his own, they were petite when you compared the size. Reese pulled her hips to him so she was hard up against his own, and she'd find that when she stared up into those dark eyes of his, the silver flashed to a wicked shade of crimson. Up till now, he had not moved, but that was before. Reese began to move his own hips in time to the music, as he withdrew his left hand from beneath her own, and slid it up the side of her body. He had sharp nails to a point, and though it did not scratch her, she'd come to realize that they were a weapon on their own. He'd torn out the throats of the unsuspecting without so much as breaking a nail. Passing his hand over her shoulder, as he continued to hold her in this sensual dance, Reese strummed her neck in such a fashion so to have her tilt her head. It was now that he chose to speak. He cared not for what the others thought of what they saw, because the pair truly owned the dance floor now.


"I've never been a gluttonous one, love....but with you, I want more."


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Reese wound a lock of Bane's hair around his fingers, before drawing them through and then releasing her from his hold. To him the dance was over, but the fun had just begun. The lanky vampire turned and then headed towards the exit. The crowd parting as he did so....as if he owned the place - which he did.

If she dared to follow, she'd find him waiting outside straddled on a black t100 Triumph motorcycle. Maybe she had found more than just a place to dine, but perhaps this night was the start of many with Reese. There was one thing that the Vampire wanted to know.


"Does my Lady have a name?"





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As she moved with Reese, her hand moving up to his neck, her finger tips flowing like a snake up into his hair. Her nails brushing behind his ear. As she feels him dig into her flesh. A soft pleasureable growl, rumbles through her chest. As they dance,their bodies moving as one. In their kind the female surrenders to the most strongest of males. If he is up to task of trying to stand up to her.and show just how powerful he truely was. Bane could feel the power of his grip. As her head falls to the side and back. Her cheek presses to his, but she catches his eyes. The red tint that they took. Biting her lip, her fang pressing into her bottom lip. He was a dangerous one, buy she loved dangerous. It was so much more fun then the normal vampires. The people in the dance floor watched them together. All the women wanted to be Bane and all the men wanted to be Reese. But Bane didn't pay them any mind. This vampirehad her ensnared. A shiver ran through her whole body,as he ran his nails on her neck. No vampire had ever made her shiver before. She had to admit that she loved it. He knew all the buttons to push with her he pushed them masterfully.


When he moved away away from her. She hated the feeling of not having him touch her. She craved his touch, like a drug addict craves their next fix. Turning on the dance floor she watches him leave, following after him. Knwoing that the steps she took would start something she would love to be apart of. As they moved through the people. Bane didn't even look at the people. When they moved pass the people would close back up the space. One could say it was like the red Sea. They were the blood bags and her with Reese where the monsters that fed off them. What a lovely life she had, even on the run.


Following him out the door, seeing him lean on the motorcycle. She smiles and leans back on the wall. Crossing her arms under her chest, she crosses her legs, "Well, for the lovely way that you have been with me tonight. I think you should know my name. Though I wonder if maybe I should see what you do to get it out of me." Smiling she winks at him. "But I will go easy on you tonight. My name is Bane." As she smiles her fangs flash in the moonlight. Pushing off the wall she walks over to Reese. Leaning to him as he leans back on his bike. Her hands on either side of his hips. Standing in between his legs. "Does my handsome and charming man have a name?" Her lips close to his, her eyes burning into his, as they take on a soft red tint. Making her eyes almost look purple.


She was accpecting what he was offering. She just hopedmthast hr was going to accpect what she was offering. They would make a very dangerous pair. But such a fun pair. Taking what they wanted and not giving a second thought to who they took it from. It was glorious to be a vampire.

 

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Reese couldn't help but be pleased to see his beautiful dance partner make her way out into the alley where he was waiting for her. It was enticing just to watch her. Bold strides and then ever so casually lean up against the graffiti riddled wall. It set the perfect backdrop for this goth like temptress. The bright colors of the spray paint - tags and art that belonged in a gallery and not in some dingy alley. But in this moment, it was like Bane had become part of the art work. She in herself worthy of being painted by the masters, or the hooded crews that trawled in search for a blank wall. The lanky vampire tipped his head slightly to the right and paid her close attention, when she began to divulge her name. Turns out that he had won the right, or one could say to be privileged to know it. He chuckled a little when she toyed with him. Teasing that it may be fun to coax it out of her further. Playing a game of cat and mouse. Reese couldn't help but enjoy her banter - she did so amuse him. Reese mocked a little pout, when Bane said she would go easy on him tonight. He actually liked games...a lot.


"My name is Bane."


"Slavic?" Reese was well traveled, and knew the origin of this name, whether she did...remained unknown. Bane pushed herself off the wall and started for him. Now the feline like Bane was stalking him. He liked the way the tables were turning. "My glorious defender..." Speaking the meaning of her name, as she came in close and placed her hands upon hips, her legs in-between his. "Does my handsome and charming man have a name?" So now she was pouring on the charm. Asking the question that few ever got to know the answer of. Though Reese knew a lot in the underworld, he didn't exactly keep an inner circle. He was as much of a loner as she was. Bane's lips were ever so close and their eyes held each other's for what appeared to be eternity, thought it was only a few seconds.


"Reese." Said with a strong emphasis on the 's', almost like you could hear a snake hiss by the way he used his tongue. Sharing names was quite intimate, bringing each into the other's personal space. Whilst the city continued to make its own symphony through the sirens, the screams and the far away gun shots, the pair were making their own music. The shallow beating of hearts that should not even beat, but maybe for each other they did.


"Get on." Reese wasn't one for long winded speeches or declarations of intent. To ride his bike with him, Bane would be taken onto the next part of what would be their journey together. Soon it was to be morning, and whilst each had feasted on the city's unknowing, there came a time when they must retreat before the morning rays touch the earth.


Revving the powerful bike, Reese would glance over his shoulder at his newest partner in crime. If she put her arms around him, they would take off down the alley - newspapers flying in their wake, as he kicked up a gear and raced out onto the open road. The streets in this part of town were devoid of city dwellers. Most would be already sleeping by this hour. Reese was taking Bane to his city lair. An abandoned warehouse, that he had managed to have converted into something a little more to his taste. On turning the bike into the side street, the gears to the roller door engaged and the door lifted up just as the pair sped on in, to the loading bay.


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Bane, loved the way that he said his name. There was a deadly way that made a shiver run down her spine. No one had ever been able to do that to her. She would only admit to her self that it did it to her. To tell that to Reese he would use that against her in some way. And that was to much power for him to have. Though he had more power then she had felt in a long time. Slipping her hands from his hips, swimming her leg over his motorcycle. Her arms snake around his waist. Holding tight to him, her hair whips back as the wind blows through her hair. Bane rests her chin on his shoulder. Her body pressed to his back. Her legs holding to him, like she woukd embrace a human she fed from. Her lips resting at his ear, whispering to him, "You know how to show a girl a good time, Reese." Her voice seductive. Watching as the city blurrs past them. She always loved to go fast, made her feel like she was flying, nothing could touch her.


She wondered if Reese picked up where her name was from. Most didnt pick it because they didn't see much of the world. Having ran from her home over seas. She wasn't safe over there. She tried to fit in her as best she could but some picked up where she was from. But Bane did kind of stuckout anywhere that was normal for most. The elders of the vampires had put out a reward on her head. After killing a human where it was not allowed. They had to send out a clean up crew so the humans didn't find out about vampire's. Maybe news of her hadn't reached to New York yet.


As they pulled into his place, looking around his place. She felt like she stepped back in time. Swinging her leg off the bike, she gets off the bike. Shaking out her red and black hair, letting it fall around her shoulders. Walking around the redone warehouse. It was dark and powerful just like Reese him self. Her hips swaying as her fingers run along the surfaces of warehouse. She was almost thinking there was a basement from Reese to play with his blood bags. It had Gothic touches all over the place. She could feel at home here. It fit her mood very well. And it looks like it fits Reese's as well. Showing his true dark side. Sitting down on one of the couches he has, her eyes flicker to his. "So is this your home or your place to bring blood bags to play with?" Her fangs flashed as she smiles. Crossing her legs she lays back into the couch. Watching what he will do.

 

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The ride on the bike on the way back to Reese's lair was a thrill a minute. The raw power of the bike's engine as it throbbed with each gear change - tearing down the streets as though the tail was on fire. Bane had brought her body to lock onto his, just like she was holding him in a death embrace. The heat of her breath christening the flesh near his ear - her whispered words almost teasing, but they were certainly effective. The street lights were like flaming jewels that dazzled and illuminated the pair as they sped down the main street, before turning into the unlit alley, where sanctuary finally awaited them both.


When the bike came to a top and he allowed her to get off the bike, all the while admiring the shape of her well rounded rump - Reese eased back in the saddle of his dark horse. To him, it was a special moment to watch his new Queen inspect what would soon be her home. Of course, that was if she approved. His eyes flashed when she released her hair from the trappings of its bands - a rich torrent of black and red that undoubtedly suited her skin, in fact making it look all the more striking than in the lights of the club.


Reese continued to muse to himself, as he kept his focus upon Bane, who was taking everything in - no doubt questioning if there was more to what she was seeing. Course, there was. The lanky vampire had gone to great lengths to ensure that this was a place worthy of a former Vampire Lord of old. Of course, he made sure to include touches that were from another era, a more beautiful age in Europe. She didn't miss any of it. You could say that it made for a more Gothic setting, in the midst of a new age city. Reese regarded them as creature comforts. Some were trophies, others....heirlooms of a time gone by. Once Bane had finally settled on one of the couches, the dark haired vampire swung his leg over his bike, and then began a slow strut towards her as she asked if this was his home, or just a place to dance with his food. It was comical to hear her use the phrase blood bags, for he likened that to the sorts of fantasy fluff that you would see on some cable network.


Seating himself on the arm of the large velvet sofa, that was a relic from the 1920's, Reese let his eyes trace along her long legs as she crossed them, before letting them hover back up to meet her own.


"This...is just one place I like to lay my hat, love."


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He reached across to slide his long fingers through a section of her hair - so slowly that you could see that while he had the ability to use speed to capture something, he could also do the same in a more gentile way.


"Do you like it....Bane?"





Reese was not the type that used long flowery speech to get his point across, but rather it was the way he said things. The force behind those words that made him intimidating...snake like. Oh he knew he had power, it literally oozed from his very pores. Reese drew back his hand slightly, so that her hair pulled a little between his fingers before finally letting it go and letting it fall naturally upon her chest. He leaned forward a little, and you could see that he was inhaling her...her scent. As though to capture it into his memory.


"You're welcome to stay....love. All you need to do...is ask."





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Her blue orbs locking on him, as he struted over to the soft velet couch. Her eyes never leaving him, watching with a powerful grace that he touched her hair. A soft shiver going through her body as he let it fall to her chest. She wanted him to touch her again. Feeling at a loss of his touch. That scared her too, never in her long years of life was she this scared. He had the power of her to do so much damage. But she would never admit it anyone. Because that was a weakness to all that Hunted her. His eyes and words bringing her from her thoughts. "Oh I love this place Reese. It makes me feel at home once again." Her family had a Gothic style home. And she always wanted a place like that of her own. Reese had what she had been looking for since coming to the states a few years ago.


She was shocked by his next words. He didn't know what he was getting into with her. He would be put into danger just being with her. She was cold hearted as the next vampire. But not wanting to put him into some danger that he didn't know about. Would he send her away once he found out that she was being Hunted by the high elders. Pondering how to tell him, her fangs played with her lip rings. Not having no where to go, she really didn't have a choice in the matter. Just maybe he could help her. Though that was asking a lot of any one vampire. Now was not the time to tell him. She had to think about the right now. And walking out in the sun, was not a choice for her. She maybe be pale she didn't need a sun tan.


Pushing her self up on the couch. She gets on her knees, walking closer to Reese. A glint of mischief comes to her blue orbs. Going between his legs, she places her body closer to him. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Leaning to his hair, she buries her nose in his hair. Taking a deep breath of his scent. He had such a strong a manly sent. Oh yes she could get used to his scent very easily. And she hopes that he didn't mind her secnting him. She would be able to find him anywhere. Her soft and plump lips going to his ear. As her lips brush his ear lobe. "Reese would it be OK with you ofmi stay here with you? I promise we will have a great time together. Two vampires taking what they want. In delious and dark ways." If that didn't get him nothing would at this point. She hoped that it would though. In the very short time they have known each other. They hit it off, both of their dark sides showing them selves. She couldn't wait to see where all this fun would go.


He brought something that she missed in her long life. Someone that she could actually be her self. Running had made it hard to have her dark and twisted fun. Now she could breath and let the fun begin. Taking her finger she twirls his long hair around her finger. Feeling how soft and silky it was. He took very good care of him self. Took pride in who he was in all ways. That is something that she admired about him. He would get to see the most darkest part of her. And she had a feeling that he would like that about her. They could come up with some very twisted ways to have their fun. That made her very happy.


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Reese never was one to run in and just take what he desired. To do that, would ruin it not just for his own pleasure, but he knew when the one beneath his gaze was special, it was worth every single moment - stretched out and played for all it was worth. You could consider him almost snake like. Those eyes - hypnotic. Each word said with an ounce of power behind it. Threatening...and yet not. It was all about how you read between the lines. He had danger written all over him. It was why he had been quite successfully throughout this term of his existence. Give him an inch...and he'd take a mile. His moves, calculated. Engaging her more and more to see how she would react. Oh he had already viewed her to be a true woman of substance. Rich, and exotic. More than beauty on the surface. For those that were welcomed into her embrace, she was his nirvana. The perfect reaper.


If Reese was pleased to see how she responded to his request, he didn't go over the top in showing it. Almost sly, how the very edge of his thin lips curled upward as his eyes followed her movement, not letting a moment of this be lost. The tantalizing look of mischief in those baby blues, was all too much, and he parted his legs a little to give her better wiggle room as she leaned right in. Just as she inhaled him, he did so her. His eyes drawing to close and a look of pure satisfaction. If he could, he'd bottle her. Exquisite.


The male's lips parted ever slightly, when she let her own lips brush his pointed ear lobe. Did she have any idea just how intoxicating that she was? Her words were a question, more or less answering that she did in fact want to stay. Reese began to nod his head, but of course, she was still attending to his ear, and in doing so, it allowed him to place a hand to the middle of her back. His long fingers stroking her almost lovingly.


"I promise we will have a great time together."


"I wouldn't doubt that for a second, love."





"Two vampires taking what they want. In delicious and dark ways."





Reese couldn't help but love how she sealed the deal. Almost promising him of great delights to be had, if they joined forces as a team. To go out into the night, and hunt the spoils in a city that never sleeps. Slowly he moved his hand from her back, and brought it around, to come to the side of her face, joined by the other hand so that he might look once more into her eyes. By now, he was smirking. Such a wicked girl to tempt this dark knight. His nails slid just slightly into her dark hair as he stared into her eyes with an intensity that she may have almost been afraid from. Bane had entered the snake's hole truly, and he was slowly enveloping the slick coils of intimidation around her.


"Where have you been hiding all these years?" He had indeed missed having such a woman to share the long nights. Reese's voice is almost haunting, as his eyes dropped to her full lips, and he wondered what they might taste like. So ripe. The male exhaled and then licked his own lips, as though tempted to find out. The tell tale glint of a shining fang could clearly be seen. It was then, he made up his mind.


"I could be just what the Doctor ordered and deliver your most wicked desires, fulfilling your...every need."





Reese removed his hands from her head so that she could now move freely, but then he started to slowly unbutton his shirt, exposing a ripped chest underneath. Lined with all kinds of scars. Reese had been in a few battles over the many years. The look on his face became a more serious one. He was preparing to make a pact with her, one to ensure that their blood was shared. Taking his long nail, he scratched it down his chest in a diagonal line, with his blood trickling out. Presenting it to her...and her alone.


"Taste of me....and we will be one."





Spoken with such force, it was hard to ignore. He inhaled and exhaled slowly as he awaited to see, if she would.....bite.


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