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| Emne: Another Friday Night Tirs Aug 20, 2019 8:31 pm | |
| It was a regular friday night, nothing crazy, but the air was buzzing with life and the streets full of people heading around in a drunken state. Charles moved silently down the street, not really caring for one thing or another. He had shot Cimberlie a text, mostly just because he wanted to know if she was alright. She had been working a lot, and that meant that they hadn’t seen each other for a while. He himself had been busy, trying to figure out what he was feeling for Lana, and what he was going to do with Morgan. Things would work out, at least that’s what it always did one way or another. He had written to Cimberlie that he would be at Late Night at around midnight, so he really wasn’t in a rush. The air outside was getting colder, a sign that the summer was coming to an end, not that it mattered much for a demon. Charles was still rather young, but he knew this feeling too well. The feeling of time passing so slowly that it became a bitter taste in his mouth. Was he wasting his everlasting life on something that his body told him, or was he just doing what he was made to do? It wasn’t uncommon for people to be staring at him, he was afterall a rather tall guy, but mostly it was his tattoos that made him stand out. He moved to the bar, asking for one of the private rooms and ordered the usual drinks for himself, knowing that Cimberlie would probably order once she arived. He sat down, pulled out his phone and just looked at the lockscreen for a while, feeling a bit lost in his head. |
| | | Cimberlie
Humør : Life is much more fun when you have a poison tongue Antal indlæg : 287
| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Tirs Aug 20, 2019 11:08 pm | |
| OutfitAfter walking around outside for a few minutes and looking around a bit, she decided to stop. The sound of her cellphone beeping made her look to see what it was. The first thing that popped up was a message from Charles, which brought a broad smile to her lips and she tilted her head as she began to answer him. She wrote that she was okay, and asked him what about him, and after the first message had been sent, she wrote that he should keep an eye on the entrance to the bar. After both messages were sent to him, she put her cellphone in the black purse she was carrying, and then she moved on. A little time passed, and she reached the bar, considered it a little before going in. She was dressed in a black short dress, black stilettos, and as soon as she stepped in she looked around for Charles. She put a hand to her side, looking at the creatures and people in here "I'm here, where are you Charles".Maybe he had actually seen her come in to the bar, which she had written for him as well. Written that he should be watching the entrance. After looking around a bit and not being able to see him, she finally caught sight of him. He almost seemed to sit in his own mind, maybe there was something he was thinking about. He might not have seen her, causing the smile on her lips to spread, and she picked up the cellphone from her purse and began to write to him. She wrote that she could see him, and asked him if she should come to him or if he would come to her. |
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| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Fre Aug 23, 2019 11:11 am | |
| Charles saw the messages pop up, but he was not in the mood to look for her, not really. He wanted to be found, wanted to be noticed, but he felt so confused and misplaced right now. Maybe that was why he had written to Cimberlie, getting his mind off of his worries and just spend time with someone he didn’t need to think about as being misunderstanding of his words and movements. He felt his phone vibrate once again, smiling a bit at the screen before looking up. He spotted her instantly, blonde hair sticking out like a ray of sunshine in the dark. He gestured with his hand for her just to get over to him and if she did he would pull her into his lap, embracing her in a gentle way. Charles liked touching, liked the skin on skin contact that his race was so known for. ”Hey,” he said in his low charming american voice, moving a bit of her blonde hair away from his face. It was no secret the two of them had enjoyed each others company more than once, and he was really in the need to just get his mind off of whatever swirled his mind. ”Sorry ’bout that,” he said, but he didn’t really mean it. He had his reasons, but that didn’t matter now. ”How’ve you been?” he asked, looking at her. |
| | | Cimberlie
Humør : Life is much more fun when you have a poison tongue Antal indlæg : 287
| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Fre Aug 23, 2019 9:41 pm | |
| As he embraced her, a smile spread across her lips. The skin contact with him had always felt nice, all the times they had enjoyed touching each other, and to feel the close contact it was nice to feel it again. She retreated a little so she could better look at him, and tilted her head "You don't have to apologize, because I know you like it" she replied with a teasing puff to him with the shoulder. Then she glanced down at him, he looked like himself, as good as ever, and was as charming as ever. Then she caught sight of the bartender, signaling him to come to them, and after a few minutes he was ready to accept her order. It was time for her to have something to drink, now she had come to the bar, and she hadn't noticed the people in here either, because Charles was luring her to him. Not that it mattered to her, because now they were supposed to meet here as well, and besides, she only had her eyes on him, besides a little glance at the bartender. But the bartender had only caught her eye because she wanted something to drink. Charles had caught her eye just as she entered the bar, which was good because she knew she would find him"So many opportunities" it came out of her lips just suddenly. What should she choose, maybe what she used to do, or something new "I'll take a glass of wine, how about you Charles,"she asked with his gaze resting on his face. Being so close to him made her put an arm around his neck, which she hoped didn't matter. It was nice to see him again, she couldn't remember how much time had passed since they last saw each other. With her arm around his neck, she glanced down at him, briefly biting her lower lip, "You look good as always," she said as she winked at him. Then it was time to answer his question, it was nice of him to ask her"I have been good, nothing new has happened so it might sound a little boring" she replied and sent him a smile.
How about you," she asked, glancing away from him briefly to look at the bartender who was waiting for Charles to order something to drink if, of course, he was thirsty. |
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| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Søn Aug 25, 2019 11:47 am | |
| Charles liked Cimberlie, but not for her personality or her way of speaking. No, something far more animalistic was what made him like her. She moved in a way that few women did, making him beg for more of those movements. She wrapped an arm around his neck, making him smile. He rested one hand on her lower back, his thumb rubbing over the dress, the other hand rested on her bare leg. Her skin was cold, but so was the skin of every vampire. Amazing how something so dead could be so alive. She complemented him, nothing but the standard flirting they shared. ”I’ll take a vodka,” he just said, shrugging as what kind of alcohol didn’t really matter to him. He just needed to feel the burn going down his throat. Then he turned his attention back to Cimberlie, looking at her pale locks of hair that always seemed to lay just right, those dark red eyes that always seemed to hide something. Then there was the topic of her lips, so soft and holding secrets that no-one needed to hear. Charles moved his hand further up her thigh, his fingertips playing with the edge of her dress, yet he didn’t take his gaze away from her eyes. ”I’ve been alright, mostly been bored – hence why I need some fun tonight,” he muttered, leaning in to half bite the soft skin of her neck. Charles was not the type to kiss others, there was something more intimate about it, and he preffered just to bite and scratch. ”Should we get a private room?” he mumbled, although he didn’t care if people stared. The problem would come if Cimberlie felt like having a snack off of him; not everybody in this club knew of the supernatural, so seeing a vampire feasting on a demon like this. |
| | | Cimberlie
Humør : Life is much more fun when you have a poison tongue Antal indlæg : 287
| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Søn Aug 25, 2019 7:05 pm | |
| The feeling of him half biting her made her tongue slip over her lips. Her eyes rested on his as she slid her fingers over the edge of the glass. The glass that contained a tasteful wine, which was something she could enjoy for a long time. But she didn't care, tonight it was about something else, something more exciting. Something much more fun, and with her gaze on Charles, she tilted her head slightly, letting some fingers caress his neck a little "Then it's good we decided to meet" she said, then took a tear from the glass, letting her lips touch the edge of the glass before putting it down on the table. She hadn't taken her eyes off him, why did she have to. He had her full attention, besides, she didn't want to look at anyone else besides him. His question made her lean a little closer to him, letting her eyes catch his "Sounds like a good idea I never thought you would ask" she replied, then letting her lips touch his earlobe. She also did not mind people looking, they had to look as much as they wanted, they both knew that they looked good, so little admiration and gaze there was nothing wrong with where he had thought they were going she did not know, but was almost certain that there would be rooms upstairs, otherwise they could go somewhere else. She looked away from him and let her gaze rest on the glass, she might well empty it. But then again, maybe they would drink further so the glass could wait, otherwise she could take it. There were many opportunities and evenings had just started.She was sure the two of them would not get bored, they could think of many things. But they had to start somewhere, and as she stood waiting for him, she glanced down at him briefly. Then she turned the body a little so she stood in front of him, she put a hand in the side "You lead" she said and winked at him. |
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| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Søn Aug 25, 2019 9:20 pm | |
| There was always something that made him return to seek the comfort of Cimberlie. Was it because she so willingly played along? Perhaps, but he couldn’t be sure, and to be quite honest, Charles didn’t have the mentality to care about what reasons she might have. She moved off of him, winking at him made him narrow his eyes as he got to his feet. Though she was quite tall, he was still much taller, looking down at her with a small scoff before he grabbed his bottle of vodka, taking a bit gulp and started moving. He smiled at her, making her know he was not mad in the slightest. You actually had to do very fucked up things to make Charles mad, and hurting his friends was one of them. He moved ahead, paying the guy who was in charge of the VIP area to get a private room upstairs. The stairs were not steep, but there was a few, but not anything compared to the health of a demon or vampire for that matter. Getting upstairs he opened the room with the small plastic card he had been given. Inside the room was a table with a marble slab on top of it, a rather large couch, filling almost the entire room. He stepped aside, placing the vodka bottle down before he grabbed Cimberlie, lifting her with ease and placing her on the cold marble table. He pushed the order cards on the floor, looking at her as if she was a meal. ”The good thing about you vampires; I don’t have to be afraid of getting too rough,” he chuckled under his breath, making one hand glide up to her neck while the other traveled to the small space between them, tickling the cold skin of her inner thigh. ”I’m not a patient guy,” he confessed, looking into her red eyes as he frowned for a bit. ”But …” he said, making his fingers run further up the inside of her thigh, breathing warmly against her neck. ”I can enjoy a full coursed meal if I know I get desert in the end,” he stated, biting her a bit more roughly than before, but never breaking her skin. |
| | | Cimberlie
Humør : Life is much more fun when you have a poison tongue Antal indlæg : 287
| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Man Aug 26, 2019 12:41 am | |
| When he lifted her, and placed her on the cold marble table, she had put her hands around his neck, letting her fingers slide slightly against his back. She tilted her head slightly as she felt his hand against her inner thigh, causing her to bite briefly in her lower lip. Her eyes followed his movements before her eyes caught in his. She couldn't help but enjoy his touches because she enjoyed it so much. As his fingers ran further up the inside of her thighs, she bit her lips a little harder. But not so hard that blood would come out and she let her fingers caress the top of his back a bit "It's a good thing some of us vampires loves it hard" she said while her lips were spread and she sent him a wide smile. She straightened her head, so she sat looking directly at him, letting her fingers slide slightly over his back, and then leaning slightly against him. The feeingl of her hands, and nails touching his back, as well as skin actually felt kinda good"Is dessert not always important after a meal" she said and winked at him. Then he started biting into her skin, not enough for it to cut through but it was enough to make her slip her tongue over her lips and she started letting her nails run down his back, not hard but enough that he would feel it "We don't have to be patient all the time," she whispered almost seductively as her eyes continued to catch in his. The feeling of his presence and the fact that they did not have a great distance between them was something she did not mind at all. The rocking room was quite nice indeed, here was cozy in its very own way, and the marble table was lonely enough to sit on, and safe to touch as well. That he had put her there just showed that he was like a hungry animal that had just caught his prey. That he had taken control was something she liked, and while she sat there looking at him, she let one leg slip a little up his leg without taking her eyes off him. There was enough room for them in here, and there were opportunities here and there, so it was never possible to say what happened and would happen "I enjoy your touches" she said as she let her face approach his, sent him a crooked smile and then let her lips stroke his throat. |
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| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Man Aug 26, 2019 4:00 pm | |
| Charles couldn’t help but growl a bit at her statement, it was like being in a room alone with this female vampire just brought out the worst in his demonic nature. He wanted her, defile her and make her beg for more, but he had to wait a little longer. Just the slightest bit until he couldn’t wait any longer. Her seductive voice was leading him astray, and she knew what control her voice could have over him. He moved his hands further up, gracing her soft underwear, running his finger along the fabric as he nibbled a bit at the cold skin of her collarbone. ”Only enjoy them?” he mumbled in a hoarse voice, his hand getting busy with touching her above the fabric. He knew what was hiding under it, knew what could make her scream in pleasure, but he waited still. His other hand was busy as well, moving to her back and slowly unzipping her dress. It was not out of the ordinary for Charles to take control like this, it was like when his instincts took over, he just knew what to do and say. ”I want you to feel more than enjoyment,” he whispered, moving the dress down and over her shoulder, his bites following. ”Do you want me?” he asked in a growl, moving his hand to the edge of her underwear, teasing her and playing with the fabric. |
| | | Cimberlie
Humør : Life is much more fun when you have a poison tongue Antal indlæg : 287
| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Man Aug 26, 2019 8:42 pm | |
| The sound of her dress being lightened up made her bite her lower lip, letting her eyes slide down over him she chose not to say anything because it was as if the two of them could read each other without saying anything. It was obvious the two of them wanted each other, almost wanting to get their claws together, but there was something fun and annoying about letting the other wait a little longer. She let her fingers slip over his chest outside his shirt, and slowly began to pull his jacket off "Enjoy them, feel them, and touch them"she replied as she spread her lips, and had to say more words but stopped herself. For the moment, she actually just enjoyed looking at him, feeling his hands touching her body, the way he did it. The way he used his words, the way he looked at her as a living being, even though she was dead. However, you could say she was alive, but she was dead as a vampire, but the way his eyes looked into her made her enjoy his sight and enjoy being so close to him.
"You always knew how to touch me, always knew how to lure me, and always knew what to say" she said lowly, almost whispering as she leaned in a little towards him. As her dress slid down her shoulder, she let her eyes catch his. She sent him a smile and let her fingers dance across the edge of his shirt, the jacket she had taken off, so eager for him she was, it was a strong desire she had for him, and he probably knew it well"Your Jacket was in the way so I took it off ”she said and winked at him. She enjoyed his words, enjoyed the tones in each one, and let her tongue slip over her lips, and the feeling of his bite just made her crave for him more and more. His words that he would make her feel more pleasure she liked, because she had the same thought around him, so it made her fingers slide down his chest as she leaned against his face. There were a few centimeters between them and it might look like she wanted to kiss him but she wouldn't, no she had any other thoughts, closer teasing and lure "I want you" it came low out of her lips as she letting her lips stroke his lips deliberately, only to think she would kiss him but didn't.
It was only to tease, and lure some more. He was also good at luring her to him more and more, the way he touched her dress, the way he prayed her. Never bite a hole, but enough that she wanted more, she couldn't get enough of this demon here. |
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| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Ons Aug 28, 2019 12:21 pm | |
| Charles moved his head away as her lips got closer. He hated that. Hated kisses and anything remotely close to it, and he knew that Cimberlie knew. ”If you want me, then why are you putting me off?” he asked under his breath. He zipped her dress up once more, moving away from her shaking his head. In a quick fit of frustration he kicked his jacket on the floor, gritting his teeth. ”Fuck it,” he mumbled running his hands throught his short white hair. He was trying to get his mind off of this shit, why did it keep coming back like this? It made him angry, made him frustrated and he couldn’t explain why. He was not used to feel a lot of feelings, hell he usually just made other people lust for him and not the other way around. He walked over, grabbing the bottle of vodka, screwing the lid off and took a sip before he just looked at the clear liquid. Why was this his go to drink? He hated it, hated that it made him numb, so why did he keep doing this? ”This was a mistake,” he said, shaking his head as he placed the bottle on the ground, opening the door, grabbing his jacket and moving outside. He felt like he just needed the night sky above his head, feel wind in his face, and so he moved to the outside of the bar. She could follow if she wanted to, he wouldn’t mind, he just needed the air for some reason. He leaned his back against the brick wall of the complex, finding his curled up pack of cigarettes in the pockets of his jacket. Placing the bud between his teeth he found his lighter, lighting the cigarette and taking a deep drag, holding his breath for a while, before he exhaled the smoke from his lungs. Charles knocked the back of his head against the brick wall behind him, looking up at the night sky. ”This is all I am,” he mumbled, not even caring if anyone listened at this point. He felt at a loss. |
| | | Cimberlie
Humør : Life is much more fun when you have a poison tongue Antal indlæg : 287
| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Ons Aug 28, 2019 5:03 pm | |
| When he had suddenly left, she was questioning what was just happening. Had she not said she wanted him, yes she teased him, irritated him. Maybe she held him for far too long, which was not her opinion in the situation, so she stood and thought a little but wanted answers from him. She had to figure it out, because they would just enjoy themselves without having to think about emotions, and something else. He had lightened up her dress, and she chose to go after him, not calling him at all. As she walked through all the people inside the bar, her focus was on the door, she had to find him. She could smell his scent clearly even though there were so many people, and she reached outside the bar. Looking around, then seeing him "What happened," she asked, walking in front of him, keeping a short distance. She could then see him standing and looking up at the sky and it made her walk beside him, put her head back like him "I said I want you Charles" flew it out of her lips and she looked briefly on him. She stood up against the wall like him and put her arms resting across the cross "I can tease you for a long time you know that, but my desire for you is big and I ..." she said and took a break, looked away from him, looking up at the sky "We agreed no feelings after all, only sex I'm not right" she said with a small smile on her lip. The smoke, she had nothing against, and had heard what he said, which made her turn her head again towards him "You are what you are and it is nothing bad, I enjoy your touches, I enjoy you touch me just as much as I will touch you "She said and tilted her head slightly and then chose to walk in front of him"Do you remember the times where I have wanted to take control that made you angry, I just have to stop myself sometimes ”she said, sending him a wide smile. It was her who had made him stand outside, she had done something. She wasn't sure, but she didn't want him to go, their night had just started. The kiss she understood well that he was not crazy, and yet she teased him with it, maybe tried to lure him a little more but she knew he hated it "Charles I want your hands on my body, I want yours bite against my cold skin, I will disappear into your eyes full of desires, and I will have your body against mine"she said, keeping an eye on him as she leaned against the wall and let her arms fall down the side"No thoughts, no emotions, just disappear into our fluttering and hot mood, and we have the whole nigt"it sounded from her with a broad smile, and kept his eyes on him. |
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| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Tors Aug 29, 2019 11:33 pm | |
| Charles shook her head at her question, scoffing as he inhaled another long drag of his cigarette. The thick smoke filling his lungs as he just looked at the sky. She kept speaking, kept trying to lure him back, and it was not really working. What was working was that his incubus side had been woken up, it had seen the posibility for pleasure, and now it wanted it. ”Fucking hell,” he mumbled as she said that he was what he was. Of course he was what he was, he had realised that a long time ago, he had made peace with that fact, but it had nothing to do with her taking control. He didn’t mind power play, it had been her lips that had bothered him. If anything, kissing people he merely fucked was a big no for him. It was like he couldn’t enjoy it, like his body told him off and gave him a sour taste in his mouth. ”Cimber, just keep your lips to yourself, aight – I don’t want that,” he said in almost a growl. For many it was strange, strange that he as a incubus, a demon of lust, couldn’t give in to an act so simple to many. He breathed out, flicking the half smoken cigarette away before grabbing her wrist. He looked into her red eyes, he could see that she wanted him, she didn’t have to repeat that over and over. It was like his demonic self could sense what she wanted and needed before she even said it. ”If you kiss me, I’ll stop everything – I can’t deal with that shit right now,” he said. He had never had feelings for Cimberlie, at most he saw her as someone he could call when he needed his brain to turn off. ”Come on,” he mumbled, letting go of her wrist to move inside and to their room once more. He ordered some more drinks, sitting down at the table and leaned back. |
| | | Cimberlie
Humør : Life is much more fun when you have a poison tongue Antal indlæg : 287
| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Fre Aug 30, 2019 12:11 am | |
| When he said that she should keep her lips to herself, she gave him a broad smile, it wasn't because she had to kiss him, she had just teased but she understood him well and accepted it. His words that he was thinking about it were clear to her, he shouldn't think of anything other than what they were doing "Don't think about it either, there are many other thoughts that are more exciting" , and didn't say much more before once again standing in the room. Her gaze glanced around a bit, but it wasn't long before she was getting closer to him. Catching his eyes, he put a hand on his back to shine the dress of "Where were we"she said as she slowly began to put the dress down. As the dress slowly slid down her shoulders, she took a step closer to him, leaning over him. Got a hand against the wall behind him, and prayed briefly in the lip. The dress had slid a little further down her shoulders, and she tilted her head slightly. The other hand she placed on his chest, letting her fingers slide down his chest a bit.
Standing in front of him, with the dress almost on its way down her body, she liked the sight of him sitting on the couch. Her fingers slid a little further down and she then started to put her nails in, not hard and only to make him feel it "I think our clothes are in the way" she said and winked at him. Sooner or later, their clothes would run off, because it was only a matter of time before they would throw themselves at each other, but she certainly didn't mind. The evening here was supposed to be enjoyed and used wisely as they said, and so it was. Maybe not something most people would spend the evening on, but Cimberlie had nothing against having fun with Charles and spending the evening on this. |
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| Emne: Sv: Another Friday Night Søn Sep 08, 2019 6:22 pm | |
| Her smile made him grit his teeth, was she not listening? Fucking blonde bimbos, always thinking they knew how to please him. She clearly could not accept him not wanting to kiss her, so perhaps it was better if she ran off to find someone else. He had lost all the need for pleasure right now, and her trying to tease him with taking off her clothes just made him groan in irritation. He didn’t mind looking at her, she was beautiful, even a blind mand could see that, but she wasn’t what he wanted right now. He closed his eyes, her nails touching his body, but it was not the right nails. Cimberlie was not the one h elonged for. Her words made him open his eyes, frowning at her wink as he moved her away, shaking his head. He moved to his feet, adjusting his shirt, looking at her with a disgusted look on his face. ”Fucking hell,” he said, shaking his head as he ran a hand through his short pale hair. He couldn’t. He wouldn’t. ”This was a fucking mistake, aight – Imma leave,” he said, knowing where he would be heading. He needed to see the one filling his mind. Needed to just see if there was even a spark of hope there. ”Have a good one,” he mumbled before leaving in a hurry. He didn’t even look back, not even wanting to see her face as he felt disgust in what he had been doing. //Out : )// |
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