Love, Drugs, And Complications (Sev)

[* Ixandra Marie]

[atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=000000] She hadn't seen him in awhile but there are certain things that never change. Sevanni Black was one of those things. Sev had been the first Vampire Ixandra had ever encountered and if she was correct in her assumptions, he would end up being her last. Sevanni was vicious. Sevanni was heartless. Sevanni was... What Ixi Stix just so happened to dream about every night. Which was odd, in a way, seeing as she usually went for boys who were either broken or too happy for words. But inner rage and mysterious was something all too new to her. He sort of reminded her of her father, but not in a creepy way. Of the way her father used to force his way upon her mother. Actually, of the way her father forced his way on everything around him. Sevanni Black got what he wanted. And for some reason, Ixandra Marie DaSilva wanted that thing to be herself. She wanted him to want her. She needed him to need her. She was close to begging him to beg her, even! Which, for Ixandra, was just something a lady did not do. So why was she so tempted? She wanted him to drain her of all her blood, take her as his for the rest of eternity. Or maybe she just really wanted to get laid. Either way, Sevanni had been on her mind way too much lately. So, it finally got to the point she just called him, leaving a very odd message on his machine that she wasn't very proud of.

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"Umm... Hi, Sev. It's Ixandra, err, Ixi. I'm in town... In Italy, believe it or not on business and... Umm... I was wondering if you... Well, I mean, if you have time. Jesus! If you have a chance, call me back. Or meet me at Seven PM at..."[/color] After leaving the address to the place she wanted to see him, she had, of course, hung up. Then, she literally smacked herself.[/b] "Damn it, Damn it, Damn it all!!"[/color] she swore, getting up. It was already 5:37 when she left the message. Hurriedly, she jumped into the shower.

Still soaking wet and stark naked, she hurried into her closet while still wrapping a towel around herself. Looking through it, clothes went this way and that as she tried to find something appropriate to wear. She didn't want to look slutty or anything but she also wnted to look sexy, which was kind of a thin line these days. But, she managed to find This little outfit to wear, in case he did show up. She did her make-up in a hurry, only adding a soft bit of shiny lipgloss and a slick of eyeliner. Grabbing her bag and her cell, she started towards the place. Her hair was down, curling slightly to show a ever so soft effect.

Of course, the place was a tiny cafe she had heard good things about down the road from her motel. It was about 6:53 when she walked in and pitch black for some reason. Different places in the world were different with the time when their sun went down and apperently Italy's went down at about 6:30 and faded fast. Her iPod, which she had put in when she began to walk to the cafe as it was, was now blaring Blood On The Dance Floor's I Heart Hello Kitty. How ironic, she was Sevanni's kitten.
"H - E - L - L - O, Blasting Through Your stereo. K - I - T- T- Y, Let Me Slip Between Your Thighs. H - E - L - L- O, Coming Straight From Tokyo. K - I - T - T - Y, My Sex Will Leave You Satisfied. H - E - L - L- O, Show Me How Your Sucha Hoe. K - I - T - T - Y, Bitch I'll Make You Fucking Cry. H - E - L - L- O, Get On Your Knees And Blow. K - I - T - T - Y, YOUR SUCHA FUCKING CUTIE PIE!"[/color] she whispered as she turned it off and walked inside. Luckily, even those who heard her wouldn't understand. Thank Gawd for her adorable Southern accent and ability to speak the English language.

She smiled at the person behind the counter where you paid and, despite the bustboys checking her out and the teenage boys in the dish pit saying a crude joke amongst themselves, no one else noticed her. Now, just to make eye contact with a certain Vampire... She looked around for the one she had come for :: Sevanni Black.[/b]

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[HIDDEN EVIL]

[atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=000000] Sevanni had been pacing for about a half an hour in the study on the second floor. In New York the study had been on the first floor. Always on the first floor, but everything was so different now, and the view from that room had been a perfect overcast of the garden. His hedge maze would be implanted within the week, which gave him some slight comfort. The garden, expanded to his liking and it provided more play room and mystery for Imogine. Sevanni made Darien and PsiChi leave the Villa to explore Italy in it's nightly wonder, so in a few hours they would be leaving. He hadn't noticed his phone blinking until an hour later of a quick nudge of musical instrumentals, and when he snagged his phone up there had been three missed calls. So he was avoiding Phoenix. He had no choice. Ever since learning that he had turned her, seeing it in his mind on how it happened, he couldn't just look at her, and it was hard being in the same room as her. Just because Sevanni turned her, didn't mean that he actually turned her. Not when it was him of a different nature. Shaden was a little unhappy about the change, but after assuring him he could come and go as he pleased without so much as a word, there was no further discussion on the matter. Darien of course had been happy so long as he was with Sevanni, and since he no longer wore his collar like he had been ordered to, he wondered why Darien had cared so much for Sevanni. Why was he so incredibly loyal to him, devoted. They needed an entire day and night with one another very soon. This time without interruptions. "Umm... Hi, Sev. It's Ixandra, err, Ixi. I'm in town... In Italy, believe it or not on business and... Umm... I was wondering if you... Well, I mean, if you have time. Jesus! If you have a chance, call me back. Or meet me at Seven PM at..." Oh to hear her voice. It sent happy shivers down his spine at the sound of her southern bell tone. His kitty had been in Italy and she was calling him. It was as if Christmas was truly there. There in lay the rub. Christmas time. She had called on the Eve, and soon it would be his birthday as well as Christmas. A wonderful gift indeed. At the end of her message Sevanni clicked his phone off and decided not to send a return message. After all, didn't she know that Sevanni would always be there for her? She was his most cherished blood doll thus far. The only blond he held in his collection of wondrous things. Female of course. It would be sundown in moments, and Sevanni had made it a point to go and check in on Imogine. The walk down the hall and near the end was her room. A knock fell on the door and there she was with a little box all wrapped in a pretty green bow. She knew that Sevanni liked green, and in the spirit of Christmas, why not do both at once. "Happy Birthday Daddy." A smile rose over lips and Sevanni made his way toward her. In the end it had ended it please don't go's, and he had in turn, read her a bedtime story and tucked her in. Giving her a soft kiss on the forehead before turning on the night light and closing the door shut. By the time he took a shower and changed into something a bit casual but still formal, it was already leaning on darkness. The sun was down, and the car was ready to take him into town. Getting out was good, it was a shame he missed her call and didn't call back, or he could have picked her up. Nonetheless he was happy she was there and had called him. God forbid she show up in Italy and not give word of her presence. He'd make her pay for that mistake. "Well hello beautiful." He spoke out in a low drawn out tone. How was she on her accentuated speech in Italian? He could always test her later and have a bit of fun while doing so. His lips were close to her ear as he spoke low, kissing just to the side of her neck at the pulse line, standing up straight and rounding to sit on the side of her. Sevanni took a seat and after he became settled, letting eyes rest upon her own as his hand swept in to captivate hers within his own. "You have no idea how happy I am to see you." He didn't care who saw him there with her, and who was talking, and those that were occasionally looking and snickering at the current gesture, well, they could suck on it for all he cared. Making her middle finger move outward and he took the tip between lips and let it drag across the tip of his K9. No damage done, but it was nice to taste her skin once more. "How has Italy been treating you thus far? Well I hope." Brows raised to the inquisition, never letting his eyes leave her features. She was beyond stunning, and oh how could he not comment. "You look.....absolutely enticing." A little grin given after a reply to his first question. Women loved that didn't they?

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[* Ixandra Marie]

[atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=000000] "Well hello beautiful." Ixandra almost jumped as the voice itself sent chills down her spine. At the kiss, she started to blush then thought better of it and simply smiled, touching the spot he had kissed while he sat then laying her hands on the table. Wow. She hadn't realized how long it had truly been since she had seen the man who now sat before her in all his glory. She had heard stories, terrible, terrible stories, but she would never know if they were true... Unless she asked of course. But she was Ixandra. Asking about someone's dirty laundry was simply not allowed.

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"You have no idea how happy I am to see you."
He was holding her hand and she looked not at his face but at their hands and then at his lips as he slid his sharpened tooth over her soft skin. Goosebumps ran up her arms in a faury and she started to feel her cheeks rise from her normal fair color to a slightly pinker state. Gawd, if he only knew how much she wanted to take those lips in her own and... Well, let's not speak of that at the table. Absence truly makes the heart grow fonder, one would suppose.[/b]

"How has Italy been treating you thus far? Well I hope."
Ixandra smiled slightly and nodded.[/b] "Lordie, if I could only get the language down I might be fine."[/b] she said with a small giggle.[/b] "But it is such an amazing place. I can see why you would want to... come here."[/b] she added. She let her own eyes wander form his face to his clothes and then as far down as obstacles would allow without moving, then back up again slowly. She knew it was quiet obvious of the way she was looking at him but, Hell, this was Sev. It wasn't like he was a priest or anything. Actually, quite the opposite.[/b]

"You look.....absolutely enticing."
Oh, how she loved that smile. The smile and comment alike caused her smile to widen and her blush to spread as she looked down in an almost seductively shy way.[/b] "Oh, Sev, stop it. You're makin' me blush."[/b] she giggled before leaning closer to him. [/b]"Besides, I'M not the enticing one here. You look simply incredible, Darling. It's truly been far too long."[/b] she said this and then smiled sweetly before leaning back.[/b]

"So, Sevanni Black. What have you been doing since our last visit oh so many months ago? When I left New York and then you left the States, well... It seems I haven't even been able to call you anymore. And when I do,"[/b] she paused and smirked at him in her own cutesy way[/b] "I never get through or it goes straight to voicemail. What's new in your life? Anything you wanna tell me about that's kept you oh so extremely busy?"[/b]

Sadly enough, she didn't mean this in a bad or nagging way. She was being completely serious. Yes, she had heard some rumors about what he had been up to but... Well, he WAS Sevanni Black. Rumors were going to fly in a bad direction no matter what he did. She was just curious why she hadn't been able to track him done earlier... Not that she tried much. Ixandra had taken on another job and it had leapt through the roof with business, making it very hard to call a person at ANY time, especially if at personal expense. But, it had also led her to Italy. Where she could track down the vampire that intrigued her so.
It was almost like fate... Or at least, if fate had intended on our dear Ixi Stix in all her mortal, bloodfilled charms to be siting near Sevanni Black, one BAMF of a vampire. Hey, they may say Karma's a Bitch but fate's her twin sister.[/center][/color][/b]

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[HIDDEN EVIL]

[atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=000000] "Lordie, if I could only get the language down I might be fine." she said with a small giggle and he in turn had smiled in amusement. "But it is such an amazing place. I can see why you would want to... come here." I could always teach you Italian." He said with a quirk of the brows. It was a beautiful language, and if he really wanted to, he'd have her speaking it just as natural as a true Italian. "Oh, Sev, stop it. You're makin' me blush." She giggled before leaning closer to him. Intrigue had bruised his facial expressions. "Besides, I'M not the enticing one here. You look simply incredible, Darling. It's truly been far too long." Pursed lips sharpened his senses. Eyes roamed up to view only a couple of people working behind the counter, some consumers wandering by and some were already beginning to leave as a few more came in. Oh if he could clear out the place, then he could show her just how long it had been. "So, Sevanni Black. What have you been doing since our last visit oh so many months ago? When I left New York and then you left the States, well... It seems I haven't even been able to call you anymore. And when I do," She had did that cute little look and her mouth formed into that smile, he could have melted. How he loved mortals so. And she was heavenly. "I never get through or it goes straight to voicemail. What's new in your life? Anything you wanna tell me about that's kept you oh so extremely busy?" "Well I don't know......nothing to worry about really. The usual ups and downs and of course trying to maintain a household." Not many people knew about Mallie and Imogine, but when Ixandra was around Imogine always remained out and about hidden away. The girls were usually nosey when it came to his company, which gave Ixi just a little glance of the little mice roaming his halls. Especially when they drove the nanny insane. But Mallie was good now when it came to controlling herself around Imogine. She wasn't much of a rule breaker with her father, but with her mother, he just didn't know. Unless Aubrey had punished her for something bad, which was a rare thing to witness. "I think I'd much rather hear about what you have been up to. It isn't often I have such a loyal treat like you so willingly come to me." Maybe he should just slaughter them all and close the doors. But then that would ruin his appetite for her, and how hungry he had been for her sweet, sweet blood, it was by far too long. "But I am curious to know why you chose to come here....an open place...." A tilt of his head showed curiosity along with the facial gesture he gave. "You aren't....scared of me are you? Surely you are more than a meal or snack to me." He growled humbly low as he let eyes pierce through her soul.

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[* Ixandra Marie]

[atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=000000] "I could always teach you Italian."

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Oh, she knew Sevanni could teach her plenty. But some of those things would involve them being alone instead of in the wide open space. But hey, she had chosen it, after all. She really didn't know why, just popped into her head. And she had really wanted that message to end, seeing as she really thought she sounded like an idiot in her own mind.But taht was okay, that would be allowed.[/b]
"Sev, I'm sure there's plenty you could teach me. Most of which I would be extremely pleased to leanr. But Italian isn't one of those things. I'd hardly use it, living in London as I do. But, hey, maybe you can teach me a few things like 'Get the fuck outta my way'. You know, things I could use on a daily basis."[/b] She joked with a grin.[/b]

"Well I don't know......nothing to worry about really. The usual ups and downs and of course trying to maintain a household."
Ixandra nodded. She could respect that. And, of course she knew how that was herself. She had had to take care of herself for the past five and a half years, after all. Which, as one would guess, wasn't always easy. Yeah, Ixandra had done some things she wasn't particularly proud of but, hey, who hadn't?

"I think I'd much rather hear about what you have been up to. It isn't often I have such a loyal treat like you so willingly come to me."
Ixandra smiled, a soft pink coming to the top of her cheeks as she looked down, brushing back a strand of golden hair before looking back up at him in an almost too innocent way. Which was odd, her being such an Angel. Maybe this Christmas thing had finally gotten to her.[/b]
"Well... Things took off too fast with that job and I've been too busy lately to think about anything else. Then I found out my brother died so I had no real reason to keep visiting New York after the funeral and I wasn't ready to hang with our old friends yet... But now everything's better and I'm traveling the world as a CEO of a growing company. Something I was farely sure would never happen but I guess nothing is impossible, right? You taught me that."[/b]
She smiled softly at her own little joke before winking at him.[/b]

"But I am curious to know why you chose to come here....an open place...." A tilt of his head showed curiosity along with the facial gesture he gave. "You aren't....scared of me are you? Surely you are more than a meal or snack to me." He growled humbly low as he let eyes pierce through her soul.
Ixandra tilted her head right back before her face broke from confusion to humor.
"Sev, I am in Italy. I chose to come here because it was the only location that popped into my head at the moment. Besides, if you really want to be alone with me, you could take me anywhere you wanted. I chose to meet up here, yes. It's up to you where we go from here. And yes. You do scare the living Hell out of me. But that's okay, I'm a glutton for punishment. It's the masochist in me, I guess. And I am more than a meal or snack to you. I'm yours, always. For blood, sex, or anything else your mind could possibly think up."[/b] Ixi Stix said all of this while leaning in closer to him and smiling, as if it was a perfectly normal conversation.[/b]

**PERMISSION TO GOD MOD!!**

Ixandra watched in slight confusion when Sev simply stood up and walked to all the other people. He said some things in a quick tongue of Italian, something she found incredibly sexy with him being the speaker, and drew ut his wallet. After a few small bills were handed out, they were all alone. The last to leave locked up and closed all the blinds. Ixandra smiled slightly before standing up and walking over to him.[/b]

"Mister Sevanni Black... What do you plan on doing with me now?"[/b] She teased with a broad grin. Ohh, now this was a very nice turn of events. She laced her arms around his neck, exposing her own neck as her hair fell back due to the difference in height of the two.[/b]


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[HIDDEN EVIL]

[atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=000000] "Sev, I'm sure there's plenty you could teach me. Most of which I would be extremely pleased to leanr. But Italian isn't one of those things. I'd hardly use it, living in London as I do. But, hey, maybe you can teach me a few things like 'Get the fuck outta my way'. You know, things I could use on a daily basis." That struck a laugh out of him. Yes, cursing in Italian was rather fun, and if he was lucky she'd be crying out "Oh sì! Più duro, più ....." Oh yes! Harder, more..... and that wasn't just about sex. "Well... Things took off too fast with that job and I've been too busy lately to think about anything else. Then I found out my brother died so I had no real reason to keep visiting New York after the funeral and I wasn't ready to hang with our old friends yet... But now everything's better and I'm traveling the world as a CEO of a growing company. Something I was farely sure would never happen but I guess nothing is impossible, right? You taught me that." Yes, the funeral. He knew about that. Sevanni had even laid a single flower there for him in honor of her. Not really a sentimental guy to those he didn't know, but it had touched Ixi and Sevanni had obliged. The company was another tale. A start up business with her friend, and Sevanni was thinking about a particular mortal who would look good in the designs that he saw. Ixandra had been duly noted as a good business woman, as off as it may seem to those who didn't know her within, she was a damn good business woman. Sevanni even noted the wink she sent in his direction, and she was only further instigating him on a pleasant note. It was okay, she could dig herself deeper and deeper into the pits of his darkness. "No....nothing is ever impossible." An assuring smile that stood crooked at the corner of his mouth. Ahhh, and here is where it started to get interesting even more so than before. She tilted her head in stance of his own, leaning inward as he made his notions further invited, wondering what would slip from those lickable lips. "Sev, I am in Italy. I chose to come here because it was the only location that popped into my head at the moment. Besides, if you really want to be alone with me, you could take me anywhere you wanted. I chose to meet up here, yes. It's up to you where we go from here. And yes. You do scare the living Hell out of me. But that's okay, I'm a glutton for punishment. It's the masochist in me, I guess. And I am more than a meal or snack to you. I'm yours, always. For blood, sex, or anything else your mind could possibly think up." Truth be told, she had said it all, and his next actions would prove as much, Standing up and letting his attire fall with the sleekness of his formal design, moving toward the patrons and the workers had gathered from his attention. He'd offer them double their salary for a days pay in that moment, and each patron would be sent off with a generous amount of money. The manager of course agreed and ordered his workers to withdraw their drawers and put them in the safe in his office. It could be counted tomorrow. Sevanni told them to close the blinds in Italian and as they did the customers were already moving to collect their money and walk out of the door. Moments later the staff followed in toe, closing the door behind and Sevanni had locked it and put the CLOSED sign up so others would know that today, there would be no service. By the time Sevanni turned around Ixandra was already moving toward him, "Mister Sevanni Black... What do you plan on doing with me now?" For some reason the sound of his name rolling off of her tongue had urged him to become more lifelike than he had liked. Why mortals made him this way was horrible in the eyes of many vampires, but he didn't care. He both hated and loved them, and was drawn to this one like a moth to a fire. She laced her arms around his neck, exposing her own for that tempted kiss. She was not only asking for it, but she was letting her body nearly beg for it. His hands moved to her waist, capturing her small frame beneath his and achingly listening to the thump of her pulse. She was so calm, so willing, it really did pain him to endure this type of restraint. Liking a mortal to the extent of nearly not wanting to harm them. But he was Sevanni Black, he did what he wanted. "Anything I want." And then he let lips encapsulate her own. Deepening the kiss so that she would be partially blissful before letting painful fangs elongate and ache to pierce the skin there at the curve of her neck. His right hand rose and rolled along the length of her side, slipping lightly over black fabric there at the side of her left breast only to cup under her chin slightly whilst four fingers trailed along the opposing side of her neck. Soon he'd tilt her head back and kiss along her neck a simple trail of lips and tongue, and as he felt not only his hunger grow, but his fangs as well, painfully moving out to full staff before he'd let a single tip of them pierce skin. Eventually he'd move her near the counter only to hoist her up and rest between legs. This was going to be one long night.

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[* Ixandra Marie]

[atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=000000] Ixandra had seen the single flower Sevanni had put at the funeral but she had never commented on it. She never really could. What was she to say? "Hey, Sev, thanks for going to my now deceased brother and best friends funeral and putting a flower there, it made us a whole lot closer and eased the incredibly broken heart I've had ever since!" Yeah, she thought not. She really didn't have a comment for him so she chose the simplistic way fo things -- Simply not talking about it. It seemed to work for everyone else, so she thought she'd give it a shot. "No....nothing is ever impossible."

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Selena almost laughed. Hey, if a vampire told you nothing was impossible, I'm sure you'd be busting out laughing too, right? Exactly. She watched him get up soon after with an intensity no one else got from her. She was all too happy when all of the others had scattered and she stood, soon in his arms and waiting for a very simplistic answer.[/b]

"Anything I want."
She smiled. The perfect answer from those perfect lips. If she had allowed it, she would have melted in his arms and begged for him right then. But, she knew what to expect to happen just then but yet her body was still slightly afraid for it. But, as usual, his kiss made her mind too numb for her body to care. And then it happened. She took in a sharp intak of breath when she felt the sharp point start to touch her skin, felt the lips on her neck. Then, when they were plunged into her fragile skin, she let out a soft moaning sigh. She was used to this, or at least should have been, but each time was different and everything all too new for her when she was with Sevanni. But that was all faded quickly by a rather sharp pain right at her pulsing throat. She gasped, her knees becoming weak as she let her head loll into his grasp.

She felt herself be hoisted and managed to use enough of herself to wrap her arms around him as he carried her over to the counter, setting her down and standing between her widespread legs. She sighed softly, letting her hands fall down and rest on is hips, looping her fingers in his beltloops so she wouldn't fade out again.

"Sevanni..." She managed to sigh out as she tried to pull him closer to her, so they were touching in almost every available way. "La voglio, ha bisogno di lei... Ora."[/b] She knew just enough Italian to whisper what came to mind -- I want you, need you... Now. Sometimes, she didn't say what was on her mind at all, but other times, like this... Well, if she hadn't said it, her body was sure to give it away.[/b]

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[HIDDEN EVIL]

[atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=000000] The first drop was the best drop. It was like how a mortal felt when they had their first taste of that fresh cup of coffee and then a sweet drag of a cigarette. Now that fangs had pierced her fair skin and lips clasped around the new wound he inflicted upon her, Sevanni could drink just a little bit more. His left hand melted against the back of her own back, pressing her closer with ease as his other hand rested at the back of her neck, fingers semi folded within blond strands as eyes moved to a close. The escape of sounds made it more appealing. A bubble in her throat was like blowing through a straw in a milkshake. Ixandra finally let herself go and he felt her knees give way soon after she let her head flow in the direction of his own. That's when he picked her up, taking her to the counter and setting her down with ease. Moving between slender legs and hands shifted her skirt up above thighs and fingers drove downward. He never released though. He didn't want to just stop at one, had she been anything other than one of his favorites, she'd be much more weaker by the second. Her hands moved low and fingers became tangled in his belt loops as if to keep her safe with him. Hips moved closer and just as his mouth faded from drawing more blood from her body, Ixandra had yearned out his name in a very delectable tone. "Sevanni..." His head slid beside hers to let his face meet back to her own. Lips so close together and he had stained her lips with her own blood that had lingered there within. Licking his lips, taking back as much as he could before he actually laid another kiss to those lips once more. "La voglio, ha bisogno di lei... Ora." How eyes had looked into her own after watching lips let loose those dangerous words. So, in truth Sevanni and Ixandra had never had sex, made love, fucked, screwed, or even took part in oral care, so this was of course something he didn't intend to have happen. But how could he not want her in that moment? How could he have not wanted her before this? He had, but he had never acted on such things because Sevanni hadn't fully claimed her until a short while before his own changing. Ixandra was a damn trouble maker and she was proving his point. Oh but it was such a good thing. And there it was.....Sevanni took her then and there on top of that counter. Making her shoes fall to the floor so bare feet and sleek legs could wrap around his form. Hands and mouth, tongue and teeth grazing over her warm flesh. How they ended up at the other end of the counter would have to remain a little hush hush, after all, the blinds were closed, and only one could imagine.

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[* Ixandra Marie]

[atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=000000] Ixandra knew exactly what she would be doing as she said the Italian she knew so little of. She knew just what would come to play. And she didn't think she minded. Not yet, at least. If he never talked to her again, not even for blood, she might but... Well, she had always had this attraction to Sevanni. He could use her any way he wanted and she never truly felt used. S why not at least give in to her instincts and lust for his body as well? If he never talked to her again, he never talked to her again. Although she wanted him to. Extremely badly. But that was besides the point. If she were to have sex with Sevanni Black that would make the number of people she had sex with to an almost excrutiating... Three. First vampire, too. But she didn't regret the words, even as she felt him... 'Fulfill her request', we shall say. Her shoes fell off and her legs wrapped against him as he took her and yet she could think of nothing but the taste of her own blood, the feel of him... It was like a pot too full of boiling water as the emotions crashed through her system. No, not emotions. Raw feeling. Passion. It would be fair to say she had never and probably would never have anyone that could compare to the vampire who had taken her on this counter in a diner whose name she couldn't even pronounce on a business trip. But, hey, at least he wasn't a stranger, right? No, Sevanni was no stranger to Ixandra Marie DaSilva. But in this new form, it seemed he was. And she was the cause of it. Little Southern belle Ixi Stix had quite literally told him to take her, something she had never and thought she would never do. She was a good girl, you know. Just with a few bad habits where she caused a bit too much trouble. At one point, she had been just a Belle of the Georgia Ball. She had been rich, beautiful, innocent. But hey, just like the finest jewelry, things can tarnish. Only, she had never bothered with cleaning herself up. She had tried once or twice but when you need money, you do anything... So now that she had money, why was she causing so much trouble still?? Let's just say old habits die hard. And it seemed she enjoyed the old vampire's company, too. She caused Sevanni gray hairs, she would think, with all the things she had put him through. Gawd, she was halfway insane when they had met, as it were. Hadn't realized he was a creature of the night but thought instead she was just hallucinating... Again. Yes, her mind might not have been strong but it was strengthening and so was her body. But, then again, by the time they reached the other end of the extensive counter, that wasn't very true either. Hmm... It would seem Mr. Black caused a small riot inside Ms. DaSilva... And she wasn't complaining.

[HIDDEN EVIL]

[atrb=width,375,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=000000] Did she realize just what a sight she was? Did she ever take the time to really appreciate her body and soul? Sevanni wanted to captivate her body as well as her soul, but her soul more so than that of her body. It was what he did, what he was compelled to do. Embody her entire being. In that moment he had privied her soft skin with gently chilling fingertips. If she thought him to be cold before by touch, every bit of warmth had flooded her insides. She had no worries when it came to catching a virus, no worries when it came to getting pregnant. She could satisfy her appetite without worrying about consequences. No, just being bit and having your blood drawn as you came hard and got it just as good as any one man could give it. Most of the time he'd been a beast. Plowing away at the most tightest passages and with gripping hands formed over that sweet neck. Slaps and smacks, sometimes bondage. With Ixandra, and having it be the first time, he had wanted it to be a little bit more appealing for her to want more. For her to remain as she was in tact. So he traced invisible lines over her abdomen, her tight little tummy being held by a single palm. He couldn't help but look at her facial features and not want to compare it to another. She was mortal. She was his mortal, and he would forever keep her with him mortal or not. She knew that one day her antics would push him to the brink and he wouldn't be able to stop. That made her naughty, and it made him want her even more. She was devious for it and he loved that about her. One of his more free blood dolls that kept him on his toes. Even though he was not around in plain sight to watch over her, he knew of her ways and therefor could never be outdone. If she had gone back and did something horrid like that bitch Annabella, then he would show Ixandra exactly why they called him the big bad. "Why I never took you before is beyond me." He was rather shocked if he said so himself. So yeah, she was a woman, but she was no goddess until she made the ultimate sacrifice, and for that, she'd have to pardon herself to him and give her confession of want. Unless he simply wanted to take her innocence, but then she would be ungrateful for her gift and he would be, once again, caught in a horrible horrible mess. A small chortle was released as they stayed to the counter. He could view her nude form all day and night if he had to. Maybe he would one day or night soon. Let her walk around nude, nothing to hide, out in the open. He could if he so chose, but her free time had to be taken up rather than his free time for her. Always stocked with things to do, people to spend time with. Here it was on his birthday, and he already opened his first gift. "Happy Birthday to me." He said almost in a kitty purrr. She was his Kitty, and purrr she had, now he was doing it to the curve of her neck before lips touched flesh once more. Chuckling almost as he played with is mortal.

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[* Ixandra Marie]

[atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=000000] Ixandra was usually very precarious to only be seen naked when all the lights were out. Blame it on her insecurities or maybe even the weather, but the girl was a mess. She hated to look at her own body for fear if she did like it, she would have to finally admit she was insane. She was the only one that seemed to notice those ten extra pounds, that extra little jiggle in her walk, or the way her thighs just happened to touch in her favorite jeans. No, she never took time to appreciate the good things - only to see those small insignificance's that she fretted over repeatedly. But here and now she didn't care if there was the sun above them (Well, actually she kind of cared at that point...) she just wanted him. She didn't know why now, after such a long time of holding out on him but... Well, she was definitely not taking it back now. She pushed out her back slightly, poking her chest out just to the point of them touching and sighing slightly as she came back away from him. Those antics of hers, those small little innuendos of closeness, were what made Ixandra who she was. Yes, she had been a stripper. Yes, she had once even sold herself for money (Only once, mind you). But she still had a little bit of her tainted innocence left, even after everything. The sweetness that made her who she was, that small bit of mortality that the world had yet to steal from her. And, knowing Sevanni liked that even if she was quite unsure as to why, she used it the best she could with such small antics just to put him that last centimeter, that last inch over, Ixandra knew not to over do it, of course. Even now. She didn't want pain but pleasure, closeness. She knew to step wisely and never on his toes. She may step on the line but she never yet dared to even look over it. He was a vampire, she was a mortal. There were things he could do to her to make her beg for death, plead for the things that made the big bad men cry. Things that some people wouldn't even being to know how to imagine up. Sometimes, even Stephen King would have been disgusted by the things she knew Sevanni could do to her. The Big Bad... Hmm, well he was very big but at this point, she was hoping to never, ever meet the bad. Ixandra smiled slight.

[/b]"Why I never asked you to is beyond me as well..." she said with a small giggle. Sevanni was no normal man, he was one that Ixandra herself would probably one day mess up with and end up begging for him to control her. Not that it would be such a bad thing, being his live-in pet... But not a very good thing either. For either of them. It would cause them both aggravations, she knew it. So as of yet she hadn't even dared to ask for sex... Until that night, that is. Then she had practically jumped on him as she said the Italian she knew so little of. She had wanted to, actually, but thought it would be quite rude. Besides, she always had the faint pain of a thought that perhaps he did not want her. And that would have hurt even more.

Ixandra exhaled deeply. "Dear God, Sevanni... I almost want to say keep me with you forever after... what just happened." Proving human if nothing else, she blushed slightly into her hand and cleared her voice. The Southern accent was quite concealed now, but still ever present, in a way. "But I'm sure that in itself would be a horrid idea. YOU may be able to go for a very long time but I'm sure eventually I would not be able to... Eventually, that is..." The was she spoke was almost an innuendo within itself. As if she was asking him all over again as she lay there in the nude. She didn't bother to look for her clothes, nonetheless the shoes she had no way of finding. No, she just watched him with those pretty blue eyes and memorized the lines of his face.

There were many things she could say, mistakes she could make. I Love You would fit into both categories, one would think. But Ixandra wasn't quite ready to say those words, for it was not quite true. Yes, she cared more for Sevanni Black than she had any man, alive or otherwise, in her entire life. But love was something she did not think herself capable of. Taking his hand though, Ixandra made a small smile to him before leaning her head forward to his ear. "Happy birthday, indeed." she whispered before letting her lips touch to his and then moving her head to expose a long expanse of neck on the opposite side than had been bitten. Fresh, clean, and full of his favorite liquid - Her blood.[/b]

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[HIDDEN EVIL]

[atrb=width,375,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=000000] What was it about women that made Sevanni just melt so peacefully? The only thing was, those that were female and were not Phoenix at the moment, or even Emi, it had been the mortals that drove him insane. Sevanni had always been a sucker for beautiful mortals. If it hadn't been for that bastard Kodi he would have turned all his little ones mortal for just a little while and fill them with his own blood. Surely the Tri-pod would like that. Ixandra managed to fill him with more longing for a woman than any mortal had. This included Annabella for Sevanni had no deep lusting for her. It was rare to catch Sevanni with an interest in blonds, but certain women just knew how to pull it off without being some kind of clueless waste. Ixandra was a very smart woman, sexy, full of life and her blood was just too damn good to want to let go. Even as his tongue touched her flesh without taking a bite he could feel her blood coursing through those veins, and nearly taste it on his tongue from the scented memory locked inside of his brain, oh he knew he did not want to let her go. "Dear God, Sevanni... I almost want to say keep me with you forever after... what just happened." The only thing that came into his mind was Oh fuck not again. Lips ceased to touch her skin as eyes lifted up and he managed to match even with her. Bodies side by side once again. "But I'm sure that in itself would be a horrid idea. YOU may be able to go for a very long time but I'm sure eventually I would not be able to... Eventually, that is..." It would have come down to it eventually. Sevanni had never uttered a word of changing her into that which he was. He was going to eventually, for it was Ixandra that would have made the nice blond as an alternate. Phoenix of course was first in the line, his little petite blond that made him more on his toes than anyone could get him. Ixandra, the second blond, and of course there was Emi, and eventually the newest in the collection could be coaxed into this odd little affair. It was inevitable, and they all had to get used to it. A single digit moved a strand from her face, certainly a bit of sadness could have filled the features of his face, however; that would not happen on this night. "Perhaps it is best you think harder about that. It's not always a good thing to be ageless." He spoke in truth, but wouldn't she want just a little more time as a mortal? Always longing for blood and when u couldn't handle that, living off of the earth's animals. No one in the house was allowed to do so, he made that perfectly clear. No vegan vampires in that household. It was something he had to get Darien off of, and with slight success. Even if Darien didn't know Sevanni knew, he knew that there had been an occasional slip up. Moments went by with exchanged words and little displays of affections with lips and fingertips. Then, Ixandra leaned in and whispered into his ear like a sultry siren. "Happy birthday, indeed." A small visible smile formed over his lips, a slick little grin and the two had touched lips. Seeking her out more so before she tilted her head off to the side and lips trailed over the length of her neck. With her, he would never be full. It was pretty had to quench on of Sevanni's thirsts, but she always made him want more and more. Already bone had started to emerge before delving into her flesh. Cutting skin and letting blood flow from her veins and onto his tongue. Sliding down that throat of his and burning his stomach with her warmth. Taking her left wrist with his right hand and raising her arm above her head as he pulled her closer with his free arm. Taking her in like a homeless hungry man, but still, making sure her pulse never faltered below a safe limit. Otherwise, he'd have no choice but to turn her.

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[* Ixandra Marie]

[atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=000000] Ixandra looked at the man before her, realizing exactly what it was he had just said. Change her. Think about it... She was human. He most certainly was not. The only way he was changing her was her clothes, she had decided a long time ago. But she wouldn't tell him that. Perhaps if he thought she wanted to be changed, wanted to change at all, she could stay with him a while longer. Giving blood was nothing, she sort of enjoyed seeing him bite on her, feeling the soft pain of his sharpened teeth against her soft skin. He was right. She would have to think harder about that. If he were to ever mess up and she became a vampire... Ixandra was not the dependent type, not for a long time now. It was definitely not always a good thing to be ageless... Ixandra had worked very hard on her appearance over the past few years, making sure when she aged it would be a glorious process of pure beauty and no wrinkles. All she had was her looks at this point and that was changing fast, but it was still something she could fall back on. Ixandra wished not to fall back on her ass and be bruised a bit harder than any other type of fall could have made her. But looking at this man before her, she really did want to stay with him... But that was now. Later on she might not feel the same way. There was always the possibility of exchanged words bringing a downer on their relationship, and that was not something she wanted but she did look for. She knew she wasn't perfect and with a man so put together as Sevanni... Well, there was always the good chance of a huge fuck up. Ixandra was known for her mess ups. When she went down, she went down with a fight. But for this man... She didn't know as of yet what all she would do for him. Already, afetr such a short time as it were, she was trusting him with her life supply, her bodily fluids of all types. After this night, there was nothing but her mind offlimits to him. All of her body was his... But her mind was still hers. Despite it's problems, it was hers and it was the only thing that she could count on. She might have even loved Sevanni, though it was slightly doubtful with the odd relationship the pair had, but... Some things are better left within a person's mind. Her mind was a bank; if she kept it locked, they might all get rich. Feeling the handsome man touch her softly, kiss her, drink her... It gave her a warm feeling of pure ecstacy... But then again, even the best feelings fade. So, she did not argue but rather kept her mouth closed and watched in wonder as the lovely man fed from her, keeping her alive but dwindling her down, the power to destroy her at his fingertips. Knowing you could die at any moment because of someone else's fuck up or anger and being willing for it to happen, it's sort of an aphrodisiac. Nothing else matters but that person... And what they'll do to you next.

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