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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 21, 2013 19:24:48 GMT -5
Dracula only chuckled, picking up on the double meaning of her words. His hands slid down to the curve of her lower back, bringing her in even closer, matching her movements to the beat... until he took the lead.
He then placed her arms up around his neck, giving him free range of her body, as he grinded and swiveled against her. The modern dance of this world was disgustingly vulgar, mimicking the art of sexual intercourse... but since the tango or rumba would seem ALIEN in this atmosphere, he had to content himself with an impressive display of abdominal and thigh control.
The vampire suddenly spun her, fiercely enough to get a small noise out of her, pressing her backside tight against his front. A hand clutched at her side, rubbing luxuriously at her hip, while the other caressed her throat sensuously. It took remarkable trust, or fear, on her part to let the dark prince handle her this way... especially with his bloodlust so peeked with all these people around, and her at the mercy of his tantalizing hands.
But he wouldn't hurt his Dragon Goddess. She was a rare creature.
"Near the bathroom hallway. Black shirt and dark levis." He said into her ear. The man he referred to was a handsome man, about Dracula's build, talking to a girl who seemed really into his attentions.
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 21, 2013 21:08:19 GMT -5
The noise she made was something between a gasp and a moan. She had experienced some 'steamy moments' with her Captain Boy-toy, but this was by far more exhilarating... There was an element of and thrill knowing that the Vampire was only a flick of the wrist away from ending her.
Mal held back a shudder at the way he breathed into her ear, then dragged her lips back to his ear and whispered," Let's go.."
She slipped away from him, then took his wrist and led him close to where the coupl was.
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 21, 2013 21:44:59 GMT -5
The young couple didn't seem very happy at the intrusion.
"Can I HELP you?" The young man asked, rudely.
Dracula gave Maleficent a smirk before he got incredibly close to the man. "Yes...You can." He got very close to the youth's face, caressing his jawline. "Come with me..." He breathed into the man's ear.
"...O-okay..." It was clear that Dracula had an entrancing hold over the man.
"Excuse me???" The girl growled, unbelieving that she was about to be abandoned.
The Vampire looked her up and down. Not bad. He slid a finger through one of her jean belt-loops. "You can come too..." She blinked at him, before the light in her eyes suddenly left. She nodded absent-mindedly as he pulled her and her date into the dimly lit hallway away from the party.
Dracula pinned the man against the tiled wall of the men's bathroom, the girl put her arms around the vampire's waist in a euphoric haze. "Take it off." He commanded. The man began stripping. The vampire took the articles of JCrew clothing and tossed them to Maleficent. "If you would hold, please?" Waste not; the dark prince was in need of apparel anyways. Once he was satisfied with the garments that were handed over, he brought the man in close, as if embracing a lover, and then sank his fangs in his throat. The man convulsed in pain, while his date continued her adoration of Dracula's back...oblivious.
He finally let the man fall to the ground, lifeless. He then turned on the girl, thrusting her up against a stall, sinking his fangs into her chest, her heart's fluttering coming to a rapid halt as he took her life essence for his own.
Finally he let her drop, turning back towards Maleficent, wiping the side of his mouth with his grimy, and now blood stained, sleeve.
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 21, 2013 22:19:47 GMT -5
Maleficent chuckled a little folding the clothes on her arm, then waving away the bodies- consumed in purple smoke, then gone. She moved towards him and slid an arm around his waist, admiring the animalistic drive to him.
"Feel better Darling?" She purred running a finger down the front of his chest," If you're satisfied it might be best that we take our leave.... I may have hid the bodies but I don't want to deal with any friends the fools had here when they come looking for them"
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 21, 2013 22:37:18 GMT -5
"Agreed." He said with a grin. He did feel better, but being the insatiable creature that he was, his hunger still raged... but at least he could ignore it... for now.
He pulled off his shredded shirt and tossed it in the trashcan. "Nice clean up job, by the way." The vampire started on his pants, unzipping the front as he kicked off his shoes. He let the garment fall to his angles, so his Goddess could see her servant in all his sculpted glory. "Perhaps some place a little more... private?" He offered, holding out his graceful hand for the fresh clothes.
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 21, 2013 22:51:48 GMT -5
"That sounds delightful..." She purred, though she was a little upset that she had to give him clothes... he was a simply gorgeous creature. Mal handed him the clothes, and biting her lip as she grinned," Your place or mine?"
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 21, 2013 23:00:06 GMT -5
Dracula grimaced as he pulled the levis on over his toned legs. "I'm afraid I set fire to my studio... and aside from the small dirt pit in the woods that I sleep in... I'm afraid I'm not very equip with a lavish place for... conspiring." He zipped up the jeans and buttoned it at the top.
"Perhaps your place would be best..." He held out his hand for the shirt, but she held it just short of his long reach. He grinned deviously as he stepped in closer towards her.
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 21, 2013 23:19:18 GMT -5
Mal toyed with the fabric of the shirt between fingers," I'm sorry to hear that.... luckily I've had more than enough time to renovate my living space to near perfection..." She started to unbutton the shirt herself the slid it around his shoulders as he pulled his arms through, pulling herself close to him.
She toyed with the buttons as she buttoned them up, leaving the last few undone to reveal a great deal of his chest.
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 22, 2013 7:39:04 GMT -5
"Then by all means," he began, mused while she fussed with his buttons, with her hips in such close proximity to his. "Lead the way, Maleficent." he murmured. He finally tore himself away from her spell to slip his shoes back on and accepted the jacket that she held up for him. He looked better then he had quite some time.
Or at least his Goddess seemed to think so. That's all that mattered at the moment.
"I don't suppose we can just...'poof' there, no?" He asked, snapping his fingers with a flourish to illustrate the act.
Mal grinned, snapping her fingers, and then purple smoke engulfed them. Purple was everywhere, he stuck his hand out to let it waft around his long fingers, when a thought occurred to him. But the cloud dissipated too quickly, revealing a luxurious chamber fit for a castle... the dark prince bared his teeth, hissing and flinging his arms up to protect himself as an unnatural force slammed against him...sending him sailing through the room and out the apartment door.
He hit the wall of the hallway, doubling over, spitting out a small stream of black blood. Dracula slowly sat up, leaning his head against the wall, staring up at Maleficent.
"Your servant... requires an invite... Goddess... to cross over into your dwelling."
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 22, 2013 19:38:32 GMT -5
She gave him a sympathetic look, not entirely genuine- but she certainly pitied him at the moment-, then walked over to him offering her hand," You may enter Dracula"
Maleficent helped the man to his feet, and gently caressed his jaw," May I?" she was of course offering to heal him, but he seemed to recover quickly and no longer needed her magic,".... Impressive"
She then led him to the 'living room' and gestured for him to take a seat on the black velvet love seat. She waved her hand and a couple of wine glasses along with a California Red wine found her hand from the cupboard," Do you drink, my Prince?"
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 23, 2013 4:47:23 GMT -5
Dracula took his seat on the velvet couch; everything in the room was luxurious to the touch. He leaned back, his arms resting on the top edge of the couch, watching her move about with amusement on his face. He sifted back through the memories he had gleaned from her to recall how many men she had brought up to this apartment room to entertain... or make love to.
He grinned, realizing he was the first man... or man like creature... to step foot into the humble abode. Maleficent asked him a question.
"For appearances sake only, my Goddess." He replied. "Not recreationally; it can be compared to swallowing sewage water... won't kill me, but my body can't do anything with it... and then it will have to violently come out... Doesn't seem worth the trouble of a few sips, now does it?" He asked her, red eyes glittering. The vampire suddenly motioned around at the apartment. "I LOVE what you've done with the place, by the way..."
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 23, 2013 22:24:03 GMT -5
"Why Thank you," She smiled pouring a glass for herself, normally she would take a Dr. Pepper, something she had become increasingly fond of since she escaped from underneath the library, but this called for something a bit more dark and celebratory. She let the other glass return to it's place and walked to the couch running her finger around the rim of the glass," I always had a thing for dark and regal..... I guess I just needed something a bit like home....but it's certainly good to hear someone shares my taste in home décor"
Mal sat down gracefully and slid next to him, putting his arm around her shoulder," Do you ever miss home, My Prince? Despite being an outcast I still do...." She leaned into him and took a drink," While this world has it's perks.... I'm afraid I'm rather resentful of my dear friends actions... I can't begin to tell you how it infuriates me.... as if the fires of hell lick at the back of my mind... reminding me of all I lost and all those long years trapped with no concept of time"
She sighed trying not to loose herself in the absolute loathing she held inside," I can't let it go unnavenged..."
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 24, 2013 0:37:23 GMT -5
The Vampire let the first question sink in. Before his unholy rebirth... he had been a Warrior Prince... with a wife who was all loveliness and pureness incarnate. He missed THAT home...his Elisabeth...
But that home was long gone.
"My dark nature kept me trapped within a castle with nothing but witless succubi to keep me company." The women had served their purpose... but they weren't much for conversation. He placed a hand on Maleficent's thigh, playing with the hem of her skirt. "I find the freedom from it quite refreshing... though this town is merely a larger prison... I don't do well within prisons..."
His thumb was making slow, circular motions against her thigh. "What manner of revenge did you have in mind, Goddess. Your enemies are mine enemies..."
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 25, 2013 21:14:52 GMT -5
A smile quirked on her lips, Maleficent leaned into the crook of his neck,"I want to kill her son..." she whispered softly.
"Henry is the only one she cares for in this world, and I want to take it from her..." She sipped her wine, slipping her dainty fingers to his waist," True, even for me killing a child is.... dark, but what must be done must be done"
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 25, 2013 21:31:23 GMT -5
"Killing a child... doesn't seem that challenging..." the little circular motions with the tips of his fingers were traveling up beyond the fabric of her skirt. "Wouldn't you rather just KILL the witch... I would have no qualms with that..." He was now exploring the warm flesh of her inner thigh, feeling the hot blood pulsating below the surface. He would stop if she demanded it... but he knew that she was wanting him... he was the Great Seducer, after all. The vampire was curious how quivering and shuddering he could get her before she would have to stop talking and give in.
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