Pain is Pleasure is Pain (MATURE R)[Kali]

[asareel]

The music, so hypnotic. It sizzled through the club. Writhing crowds, mortals, their senses both heightened and dulled, their sweat flying, their blood...oh, the blood. It beat with a rhythm even more mesmerizing than the music, thrumming through his veins, a siren's song he couldn't deny. Nor did he want to try.

He'd hunted earlier; fulfilled his body's base cravings for the blood to keep him alive. Now he was seeking the fulfillment of his other cravings, those darkly delicious urgings. He'd turned down several offers already. He didn't want something fast and furious. No. Tonight he was after more. He wanted teasing and seduction and twisted delight. He wanted to play, damn it.

And play he would. It only required the correct toy.

He flowed through the crowd like a hidden disease, a stain. A dangerous shadow. Several times, he snagged people at random, pulling them against his body, but always thrust them back into the crowd, dissatisfied with his choices. Men, women...he wasn't choosy about the sex. But there was something missing. Something darker he was looking for. It was here; he could sense it and it was driving him wild. Looking around again, he locked eyes with someone sitting at the bar....

[kali]

Kali reveled in the controlled chaos of the pub, her body was loose as she lounged in a seat at the bar. She was content for now watching, but soon she would find herself moving in to join the others. She took a sip of her vodka and smiled as a shiver ran through her body. She looked around the room, until her eyes found one man who was different from the rest. She followed him, watching his movements. He seemed indecisive, as though he were shopping for the right product but simply wasn't finding it. Her eyes followed him as he went round the room and suddenly she found herself looking into his eyes. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized with delicious satisfaction that he was a vampire. Yes, this is what she had been looking for. She threw her head back and laughed before downing the rest of her drink and gliding with a natural grace from the bar.

She kept her eyes on him as she moved across the dance floor, ignoring the movements of the other, oblivious mortals around her. She finally made it to him and smiled teasingly. "I've been waiting for you." She said softly, her voice low and husky, drawing appreciative glances from the men around them, which she pointedly ignored keeping her eyes locked with his. "Have you come to play?” Her eyes were laughing as they stared defiantly into his, she was oh so ready for some fun, the night had been filled with boring people and finally someone fun was here. She pressed close to him, her entire body pressing somehow against his, and whispered, “Because I am.”

Oh yes, it was time to play. It had been so long since she’d had a toy of her own, or been one for someone else. She really didn’t care which direction this night went, she just wanted to play.

[Fang]

A reminder guys, keep the R rated stuff on minimum. Start it and then end it fast.

[asareel]

XD Hadn't planned on having anything THAT mature in here, Fang. XD Sorry-the rating was just to make sure that our teasing didn't offend anyone. Promise, promise. n.n

[asareel]

Asareel watched the mortal girl move across the bar, a slight smile on his face. So pretty. And she burned...like a black candle in the glittering backdrop. So full of darkness, so full of delicious sin. A perfect toy. He allowed his smile to grow a little at her boldness, making no move to touch her as she pressed against him. Her voice was low and seductive, her eyes were dark and deep, and her desire...ah. Her desire was everything he could have hoped for.

And she knew him for what he was...

Finally he allowed his hands to move up, touching her face gently, then tracing the line of her jaw. He ghosted his fingers over the shell of her ear, then through her hair, finally resting them lightly on the back of her neck, capturing her in the circle of his arms.

"You like to play, pretty?" he said softly, his voice like low, mellow honey. Honey laced with poison. "I'm bored, and you look like just the thing to cure me."

He tipped his head back, his eyes laughing. Cruelly, but in the light and the moment, it almost appeared to be gentle. An illusion; something he was good at. The promise of tenderness, the reality of pain. "Come dance with me." He crooned softly, laughing again. "Come dance with me, pet."

[kali]

Kali allowed her eyes to close as she felt his hands on her, shivers ran through her whole body and her blood moved faster through her veins. She knew that he could hear it, feel it…she knew what it could do to him. A smile played across her face and her tongue darted out to moisten her lips.

She laughed enticingly at his words. “I love to play and I know all sorts of fun games to cure your boredom, handsome.” She returned honey with honey, though hers was admittedly less poison-laced.

Her pulse quickened when he laughed, the sound played over her skin like a touch and she relished it. She reached behind her, taking his hands in hers and drawing him further onto the dance floor. “Anything you say master.” She said, pressing close to him and moving her hips to the beat. Her hands slid up his chest one pausing behind his neck the other going to his shoulder.

She smiled seductively up at him and let her fingers play up and down his neck as she continued to press her body to his. She was acting like a whore, and she loved it.

She turned slowly, so that her back was to him and wrapped her arms around his back. The thrill of the play kept her pulse beating, and her hair hung down the middle of her back exposing her neck.

[asareel]

Asareel laughed again. He danced with the little mortal, sometimes close, sometimes distant. Teasing, mocking, tempting. At one point, he even turned from her to dance with another, but his eyes stayed on Kali, letting her see that he was just teasing her more. The music flowed from one song to another, never stopping or slowing. And her heart beat in time, the delicious, seductive throbbing of a mortal life. Sweet blood.

He finally grew tired of the dance; reaching out, he fisted his hand in the back of her hair and pulled her head back, his lips playing over her throat-feeling the pulse of her veins, the endless dance of her beating heart. "Come, pet." he said softly, "Let us drink together..."

His smile was once again vicious, but subtly so, a predator's smile. Releasing her, he slid his hand down her arm to take her hand, his fingers curling possessively into hers. Mine to play with. Mine to take. Mine.

He smiled at her, uncaring of his exposed fangs, and led her through the still-writhing crowd to his table in the back. Sheilded enough to permit conversation-and other things-but open enough to still be able to partake in the sight and sounds of the crowds. He sat her like an old-style gentleman; the mocking smile was still curving his pale lips, and his eyes burned when they rested on her.

[kali]

Kali went along with it all happily, dancing by herself when he saw fit to move away or pressing close when he came to her. She cared not what he chose to do, he could walk away now and she would just keep dancing, probably find a new toy that would let her be in charge.

She was panting slightly when she felt his hand in her hair, she fought the pull of his hand. Deliberately causing herself pain, a sadistic smile crossing her beautiful features. She let out a soft groan as his lips touched her and smiled again. "Whatever you say." She replied, wondering just what it was he was going to be drinking. She certainly hoped she was on the menu tonight.

Her own fingers curled around his and she saw the predatory smile, felt the possesive way he touched her. She followed where he led and studied the table, allowing him to seat her. She rested her arms on the table and very carefully and slowly licked her lips again.

"What shall we be drinking tonight?" Her fingers played up and down her neck slowly as her eyes stared at him invitingly. "Hmmm?" She said softly.

[asareel]

Asareel seated himself with casual elegance and glanced at her, his eyebrows rising. A leer crossed his face, then dissapeared. "Not particularly at this time." he said quietly, his face growing distant a moment. "I ate before I came."

His voice was filled with low amusement; the plight of humans had little effect on him. And the boy, while being a rush job, had been delicious in more ways than one. He leaned forward, taking a crystal glass into his hand. It was filled with dark red wine; he didn't have to drink, but he still enjoyed the taste every now and again. "My beautiful girl." he sighed. "So impatient..."

His tone turned teasing and he leaned on the table, sipping the wine. "We have all night, after all." He glanced over her shoulder, his eyes lingering on the writhing bodies, and smirked. "No sense in rushing a good thing."

He was debating; she was delightful. He didn't often change his pets, but this one might be worth the effort. After all, if she didn't dissapoint him later, she would be fun to keep around. He hadn't missed the pulling, or the flash of excitement in her eyes. Nor did he miss the longing in her for his bite as much as for anything else. A pain-lover; he didn't often get to play with those who craved the physical pleasures of skillfully applied pain. Perhaps she'd enjoy his special room...he'd not used it much lately. The last one had been dissapointing. Swirling the wine idly, he flicked his tongue over his lips, once again shifting his eyes to her face.

[kali]

Kali smiled, not at all disappointed. She was definitely impatient but at the same time she was fine with waiting, it just drew out the agony of want, the delicious desire she felt every time she thought about the pain he could cause her. She wanted all of it and she wanted it now, but it was his to give…his to take or keep away. It was all a part of the dangerous game she played, a game she loved and lived for.

She had been sure he wouldn’t be partaking of her blood here, at this moment. She knew she was clearly displaying how eager she was, and she knew that if he had given in to her desire immediately she would have been disgusted and the game would have been over at that moment.

It was all about the teasing after all, and they both seemed to know that.

Kali smiled as she rearranged her hair so it fell over both of her shoulders, cascading over her chest and hiding her neck from his view. The dark red locks fell down all the way to her waist and were silken to the touch, smelling of orchids. She pretended to pout at his words. “I am very impatient.” She shook her head and then grinned mischievously, “Perhaps you should try to beat that out of me. I plan on being a very bad girl.” She winked at him and watched as he licked his lips.

“Do you have plans for me, lovely? Or am I going to have to get creative?” She asked, though she didn’t know what he was thinking, she was hoping that he had some kind of room filled with all of her favorite toys.

[asareel]

Asareel laughed; oh, this one was precious. He was sure now that when he was done, always assuming she didn't ultimately dissapoint, that he'd have to turn her. She was made to be a vampire...

He tipped his head, sipping his wine, and watched her with smoldering eyes. A very bad girl...his lips curled up. He liked bad girls. They were so much more fun than those pathetic sweetness and light types.

He quirked his eyebrows, setting his glass down, and leaned forward, giving her his full attention, his dark eyes fastened on her face. He allowed his hunger to shine through momentarily; his carnal nature, the beast within. The demon...

"Perhaps a little of both." He purred softly. "Some plans of mine, some creativity on your part. After all, a good relationship is all about equality, isn't it?" His tone was once again mocking; as if he would know what a relationship was about. He'd never had one. Not a normal one, anyway. And he was damn happy with that, thank you very much.

"I know you're enjoy my house." He continued, sitting back and lazily opening his ciggerette case. No store-bought tobacco brands for him; he only smoked the expensive, fragrent hand-rolled ones. Pulling one out, he offered her the case, smiling lazily. "Lots of room, no one around for miles. You can scream all you want there...no one can hear you. And I have very interesting...decor." He said, flicking his silver lighter out of his pocket.

[kali]

Kali took a sharp breath when he leaned forward and showed her his “beast”, she felt tingles all over her body at the sight and her breathing quickened and became more shallow. She was not scared, much the opposite in fact. That was what she wanted, she wanted the beast, the demon. She reveled in the hunger of beings like him. She knew how to make most vampires tick, she knew how to seduce them into biting her. She had had her fair share of fangs in her neck, but suddenly she wanted his more than she’d ever wanted any other’s, she just knew that his bite would be so much more enjoyable.

She laughed at his words. Equality, ha! That wasn’t how it was going to be and they both knew it. She was the pet, he was the master. She might use some creativity but in the end that was how it was. And she was perfectly happy with that. She loved it that way.

She returned his lazy smile, waved away the cigarettes, and nodded. “Oh yes, that’s a very good thing. Because I scream quite a bit…if we play with the right toys.” Inside she was jumping at the thought of his décor, eager for it, she knew that was what the night was going to lead to eventually, even if it wasn’t tonight, and she relished the thought.

“Don’t worry lovely, I can be quiet too if that’s what you want.” She grinned and lounged more comfortably in her seat, stretching her long legs out and pointing her toes. She stretched her body in a cat-like manner and then settled back in her seat and smiled. “What do we play now?”

[asareel]

So eager...

That's why he loved mortals. That's why he sought them out. They were always so eager, so full of passion and emotions and lust. It was sweeter to him than any wine, the feelings and scents she was giving out. Her casual attitude didn't fool him a moment. He knew that if he snapped his fingers she'd be on the floor, ready for him, waiting, craving his touch...

Power and control. The two sweetest words in any language.

"Come here, pet." he said softly. "Let me feel you..." He would toy with her some more. Drive her to the edge of loosing control and then let her wait, let the hunger grow more intense and sharp. And when she thought she was going to go mad with the waiting, he would tease her again. He wanted to see her squirm; he needed to hear her beg. And she would do it for him, this proud, delicious beauty.

He looked forward to it. A smile curved his lips, but did not light his cold eyes. They burned with hunger. He would take her tonight. He didn't want to wait. But there would be other nights, as well...long, sultry nights full of torment. He would keep this one. She was going to be the perfect little pet. And later, when he grew bored enough to look around for another, he rather thougth she would make a delicious little playmate as well.

[kali]

With a satisfied sigh and a matching grin, Kali slid herself over to him, taking in every aspect of him. The cold eyes, the emotionless face that displayed fake smiles, it all deeply fascinated her. Everytime he called her pet she felt herself falling deeper into that persona. She was at his beck and call, anything he said to do, she would do it. No matter what it entailed.

It was truly sick, but she loved it.

"How much do you want to feel?" She asked softly, though she had placed herself near him, she was not actually touching him yet. She needed him to tell her what he wanted, tell her what to do, demand things of her that only he would ever think to demand. Playing pet was always so much better when the master knew what they were doing, knew what to do, what to say. Knew how much she enjoyed it.

It was also so much more fun when she knew that they could kill her with a flick of their wrist.

Kali trailed her fingers lazily up and down her arms, briefly debating taking some control, before she pushed the thought from her mind. This game was all about how submissive she could be, and she could play the pet. She loved to play the pet.

Another thought crossed her mind, of what would happen when the game played itself out, though that thought left immediately as well. If no other offers presented themselves she would be on her way, off to find a new game to play. It was always about the newer, better game. The more dangerous the better. Maybe she should find a werewolf after Asareel had tired of her. No, that was ridiculous, werewolves didn't exist.