Night in the Life

[Kaia Veron]

[atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=F4D7D7] "I could show you." Something flashed in her eyes when he spoke the words. She was intrigued, though she had been for the majority of the night. Though this man had all but promised that he would ensure a memorable night, and she wasn't the type to just turn something like that down. "Let's go someplace else; where we can find out what we're good at." A smile crept upon her features, illuminating her face completely, and it wasn't just the brilliant light from the dance floor. Her mind was working quickly, all the possibilities rushing through her head as she tried to process them all at once. Except it wasn't working so well, and if she kept up she'd start to get a headache. Though one particular idea stuck out eventually, and she couldn't think of any better way to really test what Dante could offer. If anything besides a good dance and a bottle of liquor. As her body continued to sway, she couldn't help but wonder what kind of a chase he'd put up. The agility of a vampire was infamous. The speed, strength, superior senses... She'd assumed they were almost as developed as hers. But she had a tendency to be cocky, and it was every bit as possible that he was even greater than she. A smirk tugged at her lips at the thought. The anticipation of the chase was always so... promising. Knowing someone was after you, and hoping that they couldn't, or in this case, could find you.. A merciless, hopeful, incredibly primal win... Just thinking about it was driving her crazy. And it was probably a good thing that he'd distracted her so suddenly, his face growing closer to her. Though at first, she didn't realize he was speaking. Her attention was completely pulled towards his lips. Pink and full, and she simply couldn't help but imagine... "We can get a bottle to go.." She both watched, and heard him say. A spark ignited within her then. Yeah, she'd definitely take him up on the offer. Her buzz was wearing thin from dancing, and it didn't help that it took so much to get her intoxicated. Though she surely wouldn't need much more loosening up to have a good time. "Sounds good to me.." She mouthed, inching closer as her tongue darted out to moisten her lip, and she was so close, that she could almost feel her tongue on his lips. Almost. At this point, Kaia didn't care if she appeared a bit too antsy. She knew at this point that Dante would not object to anything she threw out there. He was game for a good time, and she would certainly show it to him. So, as she pressed her soft hands to his sides, she allowed them to roam, though it would seem freely, their destination were hands of his own. Her fingers treading lightly upon his arms, his soft hair tickling her fingertips. Finally, she'd curled her fingers around his and tugged lightly, stepping backwards as she made her way back to the table; and his jacket, and the liquor. Kaia was a woman of few words. A lot of times she preferred to speak with her actions. But this time, she would humor him. Directing Dante in a way, allowing him some thought to his imagination, while almost spelling it out for him.]"Let's get out of here." She cooed, her lips pursed as she grinned, her eyes glimmering with every bit of sensuous emotion that was running through her body. "I've got an idea." As they approached the table, she released him from her grasp, her fingers slipping from his as she motioned for him to grab his jacket. Her fingers absentmindedly wrapping around the scotch bottle, as she pulled it close to her body. "Just how fast are you, exactly?" There are 644 words Written especially for Dante. I'm sooo sorry this took so long!

[dante]

[atrb=width,450,true][atrb=border,0,false][cs=0][bg=090a0c] Dante found the were in front of him increasingly intoxicating. Really, he was a very naughty vampire. What would people talk about if they saw him romping through the park with a were? But that was what was so damn exciting. Let the other Vampires and Weres preen about pretending they were protecting some misbegotten "purity." Not everyone wanted to waste eternity playing dress up and Days of Our Lives. Some, like Dante and Kaia, wanted to party and break all the rules. Since he'd become a Vampire all of his discipline had been turned toward controlling his urges, but they were simply honing them--refining them so they could be unleashed at the proper time. His instructors, when he was a mortal, would not have approved. Staring into Kaia's eyes, the man swayed with her to the music that'd long since fallen away from them. Danger. Excitement. So much promise in those magnificent eyes. Maybe he was drawn to her for blood, but Dante felt more than that. Kaia's interested in more drew out the rebel and hunter in him. What was flashing through her mind would have made him grin with approval. Was it possible they'd develop some sort of friendship out of this, or at least a mutual pact to entertain one another every so often? Probably would depend on the result of their romp outside of the club. He'd have to be sure to make it memorable. When the woman drifted ever closer, her lips a breath away from his own, Dante's blue eyes lidded. Blood was far more intoxicating, but he could still enjoy and admire the act of physical pleasures. Gods how beautiful and attractive Kaia was, especially when her eyes were filled with hunger. Rather than feel the soft, velvet press of her lips, however, the woman wound her fingers with his. Her touch was electrifying with promise. Gentle tug of direction guided the man to follow without complaint back toward their table. He smiled for her and only parted ways when they reached the table to collect their belongings. A smirk pulled at his lips as he quickly slipped his jacket on and whipped up an order for another bottle. Lips parted for a moment, letting his fangs peek out from under his upper lip in quiet reply to the woman's question. Her idea involved speed did it? Heart pounding adventure. Dante could only imagine how it would end. "I was born in the woods," referring to his birth as a Vampire, "hunting with and for animals was a guilty pleasure of mine." Fast enough to travel with a pack, at least. Dante had yet the pleasure of hunting with, or for, a Werewolf like this. Not wanting her to get any wrong impression, seeing how Dante really didn't know the limit of his own strength, being so young, he added, "Promise you won't hold back." When the waitress returned, Dante paid her, but barely uttered a sound as he plucked the offered bottle and held it with the label facing out toward Kaia. Wouldn't want them to run out; she'd already downed a good amount of the first. The best part was Kaia knew exactly what she was doing. There was no need to coerce her, or wait until she was drunk to take advantage of her--not his style, in any case--just fuel the urges and desires naturally expressing themselves. The two of them could figuratively feed off of one another all night. He stepped forward, cradling the bottle in one hand while reaching out offering his own for the striking creature to take. "What do you have in mind?" he asked, eager to leave this place behind in favor of the woman's scheme. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Count: 648 Tag: Kaia Note: