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RoleplayChiQ

The Fierce
(@Jay Windse x @RoleplayChiQ)


Carlotta Lebonaire has lived for nearly more than 600 years, her strength, her speed, her senses are undeniably stronger and better than they used to. They said vampires grow stronger as they aged, some on the other hand weaken. Those who do are the ones who don't fed on humans, the ones who fed and hunted animals. What a disgusting and revolting though for Carlotta. For killing was something she didn't think twice about. She will kill, and kill and she will not let anyone stop her.


Yes, she has heard of the talk of the town about two brothers who are up an about hunting supernatural creatures who cause nothing more but trouble and causes too much harm on the innocent. But what can such two humans really do to her? In her eyes they are nothing more than food, a source of energy.


Tonight Carlotta decided to visit the local strip club, her clothing were showing more skin than it should. Cat calls came from left and right as she walked in. Looks like its time to kill again...
 
Dean was, as always, at the strip club. Come on, he wouldn't resist a good show and maybe even a one night stand if he was lucky.


In other words, the hunter was there strictly for pleasure, and didn't expect the woman that walked in.


He recognized her at once, and tried not to draw attention to himself as he pulled out his cell and called Sam-well, tried. One of the performers decided that moment to give Dean an complementary lap dance.


The hunter gave a slight smile and stammered, "Uh..Thanks, but..I." he only got that far before sighing when she did nothing but ignore him and continue, so the hunter pushed her onto the next guy and slid into a back room.
 
Her high stiletto heels clicks against the cold floor of the strip club, whores dancing on poles, some giving men lap dance, others already on the verge of having sexual acts out in the open and no one here would give a single damn. "Now, who's the lucky bastard who's going get some... and loose some." Carlotta spoke more to herself as she bit her lower lip, a crooked smile on her lips. She made her way further into the room as numerous men eyed her, not knowing what she really is. A monster, a predator ready to kill. In fact if she wanted she can kill everyone in this room but come on now. She's not that reckless.


But there he is, she found her target. A young man, quite attractive. No wait, he's very attractive. Was making his way towards a back room of the strip club, he was on his phone and looked his he was in a rather hurry. Carlotta's smile spread further on her lips. Knowing no one in this club would notice because of the darkness, and if someone did its either they know their drunk, or tripping. She vampire speeds her way and catched up to him right after he entered the backroom. Slowly she slithered inside and locked the door behind her.


"What do you say we have some... fun" Her voice throaty and deceiving as she walked towards him and reached over his chest, caressing them from behind.
 
Dean was in the middle of a sentence when Carlotta came upon him, and he froze against her. God. She's going to kill me, goddamnit. The hunter kept his cool and played it off as if he didn't know what she was doing. He closed his phone, giving a seemingly greedy smile, praying Sam wouldn't be an asshole and know that since he hung up, he was in trouble.


Dean rested a hand on his hip seemingly naturally, but he was checking for his knife, which...wasn't there. Shit. Damn it Sam, come on. The hunter raised a brow and met the vampiress' gaze. "Lets do it." He said in a low voice, sliding his green gaze hungrily over her-or so he hoped it seemed.
 
Carlotta slowly walked until she was facing him, not aware that this man in front of her is one of the hunters feared by most of her kind. Slowly she leaned closer and closer till her lips are almost touching his. The smell of his blood was drawing her in like moth to a burning flame as her fangs started to feel like they were popping out of her canines. Carlotta's hands slowly went down from under his shirt and were making its way, caressing his entire body as her lips were trailing small kisses on his neck, waiting for the right moment to bite in. She was always taught that if they feed on men, the best way is to pleasure them, because a man in his happiest moment, is a man in his weakest state. After a while of caressing him and kisses, her hands went down to his pants unlocking the button.
 
God, no no no! Dean panicked as soon as he felt her fingers at the clasp on his jeans, and he closed his eyes, outwardly making it look as if in pleasure, but inside it was because he'd given up. His brother was too late, too late..


»JW
 
Carlotta's delicate hands was working its way, unlocking the button now dropping down his zipper. A smile on her lips even though her throat was burning, wanting and needing his blood. "Is this what you want...." She spoke in a seductive tone as she kneels in front of him.
 
"Yes." No! Dean's voice was throaty, but not with ecstasy; fear. He managed to play it off, strangling his fears and hanging them.


Dean distantly heard his brother's thundering footsteps. He'd know that gait anywhere. He relaxed slightly and hoped he would get here soon..


Then the younger Winchester crashed through the doorway, glancing at Dean and then giving a double take, hazel eyes widening.


Dean gave a tight shake of his head, and Sam lunged forward, pinning the vampiress against the wall, holding a silver blade to her throat, upper lip twitching.


»JW
 
Carlotta grunted and hissed as her back made impact against the wall, her fangs bared as she realized the threat. She was played, in fact well played. Her eyes slowly went down to the silver blade, the steel cold against her skin. She can't make a move for she knows he'll just slit her throat and right now he have all the advantage.


A smile slowly crawled on her lips as she rests her hands on her attackers chest. "Oooh you called for a threesome? Kinky. But I'm up for that." Carlotta said with a smile as she bit lower lip. She can't play this to their advantage, she just won't let them.
 
"Don't touch me, you whore." Sam spat, holding both her wrists painfully tight above her head, blade still at her throat.


Dean had managed to both cover and compose himself before walking next to Sam, pulling a blade from his brother's pocket, knowing it was for him. He glared at Carlotta.


»JW
 
Carlotta grunted as the one pinning her slammed her wrist against the wall above her head. "Whore? Ouch." She spoke sarcastically, her smile still visible on her lips like she's not about to be killed by this two... The brothers they've been talking about.


"So I finally met the two of you. Shocking! You guys took quite a while." She said looking from one to the other. "You know its really too bad that the most handsome men, are the craziest one. Come on... You don't have to kill me. We can just-" Slowly she lifted her leg and rubbed it against his thigh. The gesture more of a tease than actually seducing him, she knew that won't work now.
 
Sam somehow managed not to break her leg, and easily ran the blade barely over her throat. "Oh, I don't have to kill you?" Sam's grip had loosened without him noticing and he didn't have the blade against her throat anymore, as he'd already used it.


»JW
 
Carlotta winced as the cold steel of the blade touches her skin. Quickly regaining her posture she lets out a short chuckle like everything was somehow entertaining her. "No, No you don't... because killing? That's my job." Seeing him loosing his grip was something Carlotta was waiting for, an opening of some sort. With speed she yanked her arm free and flicked his hands that was holding the blade to make him drop it and quickly wrapped her arms around his throat, her nails puncturing through his skin. "Oh look at that, a turn of events."
 
Sam glared up at her, helpless in the tight headlock and unarmed. He looked to Dean, whose vivid green gaze filled with anger and he lunged for the vampiress with the blade in hand, creating a quick jab to her left side with it.


»JW
 
Carlotta felt the blade plunge through her and she lets out a quick shrill of pain. Quickly she threw the man that was still in her grasp on the other side of the wall and glared at the one who attacked her. "Too bad, we could have had so much fun..." She said through gritted teeth before vampire speeding behind him grabbing his neck from the back.
 
Sam gritted his teeth as his head hit the wall, but managed to grab his blade, ears ringing. He made a quick stab to her chest, watching as her teeth met Dean's skin.


»JW
 
Carlotta lets out another shrill as the blade plunged on her chest. The pain spreading all over her weakening her for a few seconds leaving her vulnerable. Her eyes glared at the consistent one who somehow managed to hurt her more than once, and now managed to plunge this blade through her. "You think that's going to kill me? Try harder."
 
Dean managed to strangle away from Carlotta, and stared at her, gasping, and came forward, plunging his blade into her chest until the hilt, directly over her heart. Exactly how he had when he'd first met Castiel.


Sam looked at the vampiress, wondering why she hadn't disappeared yet. What the hell?
 

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