Seneschal Maîtres De Sang Kiss
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Post by Chidera on Sept 7, 2014 2:56:13 GMT
She had not meant to drip on his face but glad he said nothing about it. In his arms she clung and tried to get his smell on her skin and through it she wanted to have it to keep on her clothing for when they ended the night. When he went to bury the stone she watched sliding to the edge of the boulder then off. Feeling a little bad over the animals but rage was how she lived and fed, when blood was scarce she could cause rage then feed on it. Biting at her lip tears wiped, and more then ready to go.
Taking his arm and letting him leave that place behind the park was big enough that if she didn't wish to visit this part of it ever again she wouldn't have to there were other lakes and lots more trees to sit under. Humming softly a song shed remember from home now, it had a childrens song beat and was some song of anansi the spider. That spider got into so many things, he was the trickster god of the people like loki for the viking or coyote for the native americans. She wondered if hawaiians had a trickster god or goddess.
Looking up to the moon she smiled then something hit her brain and she started laughing again, trying hard to get in under control but it had her and she leaned on him almost snorting with mirth seeing the perplexed look on his face she tried in vain for four minutes to explain and kept busting up. Finally she managed to take a pause" the original batman movie when joker asks if the woman ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight..made me want to ask you the same but I couldn't manage it with out laughing."
She looked cute but sheepish, and amused eyes wet this time with mirth not tears.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2014 5:35:41 GMT
Tiber looked at Chidera and his smile broadened. She had an awesome smile, it was once that could brighten a person’s day which made Tiber wonder if she knew how beautiful her smile was. Taking his phone out, he pulled her close giving her a squeeze in hopes of hearing a squeal and laughter Tiber said
“No but I would love to have a picture.”
Tiber took what the youngin’s called a sefie, although his goal was not to take an image of himself it was just an excuse to capture the image of Chidera in her most natural element. One without the hard shield in place that would put away an immovable object.
Looking at the image a smile came over his face. God when she smiled she was beautiful. Tiber wondered if she even had a clue as to what she looked like when she truly smiled.
“Devil huh? If this is the image of the Devil then I can’t wait to get to hell.”
He said with a grin.
“You’re more angel from what I see. It was a great joker but a horrid movie” he said with a laugh.
He turned the electronic image toward he so she could see what he saw when he looked at her. He led the two of them deeper into the park, he wondered to himself what she saw when she saw her image. If it was what he had hoped
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Post by Chidera on Sept 7, 2014 6:46:39 GMT
"selfie?"
She laughed true enough and in the picture was grinning fangy and soft. Chidera had very few photos of her self vampires used to abore pictures it was a hard habit but it he liked shed take more with him they seemed to make him happy. "show me please how to take them?"
She could work a computer better then most old vamps but smart phones made her feel dumb. Taking out her phone, case with simba from the lion king done in crystals. She got it the day after she met him because she'd hope to see him again. Handing it over so he could teach her, watching him curiously like a child then mimicking. The first was blurry the second was of her thumb the third she got it and caught a great picture of him laughing about the other two with her in the corner of it.
Nodding" I think I will have to do selfies more often how do I send them? Is it like email?"
She looked at him, and waited for an answer but they walked more and Chidera thought about her self in his picture. She knew she turned heads always had, even when the surge of desire for lighter skin seemed the craze she could only get as light as not seeing the sun in hundreds of years would allow. Wasn't very light it seemed but sometimes glamour or make up seemed to work.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2014 21:58:29 GMT
Tiber couldn’t help but smile at the phone’s case. It was a lion in crystals, either she meant it to be him or she really liked lions, he had hoped it the first. He really liked the first option to the reason. He walked through the process of taking pictures with the two of this together, he had a big cheesy smile on a few of them, he couldn’t help it. He did not have to be more than what he was, he could just be himself around her, at it was being able to be himself that made her allure such a heady drug.
He emailed a few of the pictures to his phone to show the process as well as to make sure she had his email address, He was almost frighten to ask, but he did so anyway.
“It’s just like email, but umm..I know that you have lived for a long time and I know old people who can’t use a computer…so umm.. do you know how to use a computer?”
If she didn’t Tiber would be first in line to teach her, however that might be a bit more than she would want right this second and besides, her master may have to give permission. He did not know the rules for how things worked in vampire politics. Funny thing was that if he wasn’t a lycanthrope he could see himself being a vampire, however if her pain that he just felt was any indication then perhaps not.
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Post by Chidera on Sept 8, 2014 0:44:23 GMT
She smiled and nodded " yes I had to be able to setup security cameras and networks so I can use computers and email well but phones are sometimes tricky for me and you are a very good teacher"
Winking at him, she noticed he saw the case and chuckled. " I saw it after me met and had to get it so, it may be silly but I see it and think of you and the movie."
She wondered what he was thinking right then, if only he knew that it was more like an employee employer situation being under a master. They couldn't tell you how to live just make recommendations based on what was best for the kiss. He could also give orders and those were not to be disobeyed but it was rare to get one of those. Looking at him she decided, "I'd like you to come to the convent some time, I will inform him your my guest but I think we should all get together. Dont worry it wont be like meeting my dad or anything"
Then realized if that was what this turned into then, did that mean he wished to court her? Nah couldnt be he'd have to be nuts to want to date her right? She slid her hand back in his larger one and walked further trying to think of something else to say but was perfectly content just listening to the night around them.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2014 2:01:51 GMT
Tiber leaned against Chidera nudging gently against her.
“Flattery won’t get you everywhere, but alcohol will get you everywhere else.”
She invited him to the vampire living area. Tiber was unsure of what to say. He would love to go and spend time with her but does that mean that she want to spend time with him. How would the master feel about this? He had never interacted with a vampire before, and the master aspect was troublesome.
“You sure they wont eat me when I walk into the convent and away from prying eyes”
Tiber joked with her. He could handle himself if he perceived a threat. But her inviting him to spend time with her, must mean that she enjoyed his company. As long as she enjoyed him being around, he could think of no better place to be. New Orleans seems to had been the best decision he made in a long while.
“You know now that you invited me I can sneak into you room when you’re sleeping and bite you on the neck right.”
Tiber laughed. He knew she would understand the joke, He had not invited her into his house as of yet but while it was coming along it was not quite ready for prime time. There was more that needed to be done. But at least the wiring and plumbing was back in top shape. Only rooms left to be remodeled was the master suite and the mother in law suite once they were done he would start actively recruiting for his pride, or just enjoying life either way. Things were good and he truly could not complain.
“So how long have you lived in the big easy?”
Tiber was making small talk just to hear her voice as they walked.
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Post by Chidera on Sept 8, 2014 5:53:38 GMT
She'd invited him for two reasons the first being to assuage some of his concerns and the second was most assuredly to spend time with him. She figured he was teasing but told him any way." No they will not, it is rude to design to taste anothers guest without permission of both the invited and invitee and since I'm the enforcer for the kiss it would be me who doles out that punishment."
Spoken as if it was the color of his shirt or the wind blowing. He'd helped her heal some this night but she still was who she was and what she was.When he made his joke she laughed but knew one day shed need tell him the truth of the whole invitation situation." oh does it? Then maybe we should get that part over with so Im not scared for next time"
Smirking at him she was teasing him back feeling sassy but, the thought did sort of appeal to her some, that maybe they could be playful with each other in such a manner. " wanna know a guilty secret?"
Waiting for his reply she smiled and whispered in his ear" Some nights when I had nothing to do which were rare in New York. Id order vampire movies on tv like netflix them and laugh at all the silliness, my favorites were the underworld ones. Their covens are closest to kisses I've seen."
His question made her pause she had to think it felt like forever but had it truely been maybe a month since she arrived here and was made part of the kiss? It had gone by so quickly, she felt as if she'd always belonged now" Not long I came from Europe and stopped in New York for some time but the current Master there misused me left me with nothing to do and no real direction.. Im sure having been a solider you know how it feels to be a warrior without direction."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2014 18:30:30 GMT
Tiber listened about her job as the enforcer who doles out the punishment. He smile as several different funny comments came to mind. He licked his lips so that his mouth would be busy and not say something. Watching her laugh it just because so much harder for him to see her harming someone and enjoying it. He understood the rigors of employment but the person in front of him just seems so not the idea of what an enforcer should be. Not that she was not powerful, she has energy output to spare, it was not that it was just that in his mind he saw her as being someone he could fall asleep holding onto.
Quickly he shook his head to clear that thought. What if she could read his mind? Some of the horror stories he had read vampires could read and communicate mentally. That was an image that she might take the wrong way. Quickly recovering he bent over toward her leaning into her towards her neck.
“Well you asked for it.”
He leaned over towards her neck brushing the hair away from the spot. He expected to hear her squeal and laugh at his pitiful imitation of a vampire sucking the blood from a victim. While he was brushing her neck he whispered into her flesh
“Well that gives us something to do when we are hanging out.”
Straightening back up, “he covens scenes were okay but the franchise when off the rails after the second movie. It was sad too because the first movie was really well done.”
He paused to think about the early days when he left the service how he was aimless before he decided to continue to serve, just in a different capacity. He never really stopped he just put down the gun and picked up listening as the way he served.
“Well you know, I never really stopped serving. I just believe that it is more helpful for me to build instead of destroy. Is that what you do for your master you help build?”
He could see her doing harm to help the city remain calm and safe. For that he would do what he needed to do as well. Which brought his mind back to the lions. He would eventually have to do something about them. Those that wanted to stay in New Orleans and be apart of his pride, they would have to decide if they would live under his rules… but what would be his rules. He would have to think on that later.
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Post by Chidera on Sept 9, 2014 0:39:17 GMT
When he leaned in, to move her hair and whisper against her neck she remained still but tried not to laugh at how his beard tickled more then ready to let him try but when he only whispered she peeked at him and smirked. Swatting at him playfully, then hugging his waist. Listening to his response to her movie secret had her chuckling, and nodding she had still liked the last one though.
Then her footsteps paused and she turned to look at him with a grin he had finally got it what they had in common. They both did what they had to to build and protect those in their charge and she nodded and looked up at him " Yes I am helping him build this city to its former greatness and sometimes that means blood must be spilled to do so and not every one has the stomach or heart for it. I have learned to do my job and do it well with out risking my emotions and attachments. Though some people make me wish to be attached"
She winked at him, and slid her hand into his again strolling. They came to another body of water and this time it felt and seemed empty to her but you never knew, the willows trailled the surface. A canopy of greens and deep blackish blues met her gaze she wandered till she could step through the leaves and under the tree pulling him with her then turning to look at him as they were now hidden partially from view. Looking up into his eyes she bit her lip and then asked." I dont think you enjoyed hurting others, but have you ever had a moment be it as a human or as your beast that seemed were you almost could? The feeling of claws to flesh and power as it came through you, the feeling you could control anothers life or death."
Her eyes twinkled and most times the little dark beauty was not cruel but he would see clearly that sometimes despite her not being her job, she had a place in her heart that enjoyed it even if it was small.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2014 5:11:05 GMT
He took her swatting at him playfully, she held back even though they were playing she was careful not to bruise him. she told him how she felt that she was building something great in the city and if pain was involved it was what she had to do. Tiber could not help but understand her point. Tiber had his share of inflicting pain onto others.
“Who makes you wish to be attached I’ll straighten then out.” He said with a laugh. He would love to be with her, they would just need to be able to be completely on the same wavelength. He knew he was lying to himself he would like nothing more than to be attached to her but what would that mean? What does attachment to a vampire mean?
Walking more until she pulled him under the brush of the trees hidden away from sight. She asked if he enjoyed hurting others? He stared into her dark orbs searching for that spark that small fire that would burn with a need, It was that spark he was worried about the manic glee that would tell how excited she got with the thought of hurting others.
“Chidera, Sweetheart, when I hurt others as a human it is because I must. The Lion on the other hand loves nothing more than the hunt the chase sinking its teeth into it prey, the claws rending the soft flesh from bone the warm blood excites it more than any other stimulation. I do everything that I can to keep that line between humanity and the predator. I don’t want to ever see your heart break as you being the enforcer having to do everything possible to put me down. As I am sure you would…do everything possible. But I know the secret technique to that can beat even you.”
As he waited for her to ponder what could he do, he grabbed her and hugged her close to his chest sliding down to eye level with her still holding on. Bringing his face close to hers he lifted he up so that they could stay at eye level. With her feet dangling off the ground. Then slowly sitting her back down. He sat on the ground at her feet and looked up to her waiting for her to join him.
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Post by Chidera on Sept 9, 2014 7:07:51 GMT
It was easy to see her words had bothered him and for that she gave him a look for of apology and understanding. His words to her about keeping the beast in check made sense so she nodded and smiled softly" I understand and am sorry to have brought it up."
When he lifted her to look into his eyes she did and her own were unwavering in there stare, clinging to his body and feeling a pulse that should not exist in most instances speed. Hands tightening on shoulders but not to cause pain more to steady her self. Looking at him like that and debating on the next few moments of life. When she was on her feet again but his eyes still had not left her own, she let her lashes drop and eyes drift shut. Lips parting almost as instinct to her eyes closing. Lips moist and full pulling his scent and that around her into her mouth and nose, tasting the space around her creating a picture in her mind of this moment.
Knowing how close he was Chidera, swallowed convulsively and then in the space of a hummingbird's heart beat connected their lips. The kiss was tentative and unsure, leaving him room to come in or pull away. She put the ball firmly in his court and would let him decide where he wanted to move with it.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2014 21:04:41 GMT
Tiber felt her sincerity and honesty in her apology, It wasn’t that it was a painful subject it was just that it was so easy for him to slide into the mold of what the media and the normal wanted of a lycanthrope. So cruel and hateful being that is more beast than man. Being infected was not something that automatically turned a person into something to be conquered or killed. Like so many stereotypes that hear over the years. Fears that people had projected on another person or group or people.
“It’s not you, there is nothing that you can ask that would hurt my feelings. It’s just that so many people succumb to their beast, and I worry about being just another beast to people.”
When he lowered her to the ground and she kissed him, she made connection with their lips, the heat in his body flared. A need that he hadn’t know was there raged and consumed any doubt about his next action. The part of his brain that thought and reasoned just shut down. Passion that Tiber was missing screamed its neglect. Tiber pulled her to the ground with him, so that she would stay on top. His embrace was passionate but not overbearing. It was as if in that one moment in time Tiber poured a year’s worth of the neglected emotion into her waiting lips. He relaxed his grip on her so that she could make her choice of venue for the night. If she wanted to run screaming he would not stop her, if she wanted to change locales he would willing follow. If she wanted to stay hidden he would be willing to be as adventurous as her sensibilities would allow.
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Post by Chidera on Sept 9, 2014 22:15:51 GMT
When he pulled her to the ground on top of him she let nature flow where it may. It was dark and the park was near deserted they both could hear well enough to not be caught at anything should they choose. Her mouth slanted across his enjoying the feeling of reenacting a teenage ritual shed not gotten. Making out in a park in a hidden place, was supposed to be exciting and it was but not as pulse racing as she'd seen on romance movies. Careful not to nick his lips or tongue with her fangs, practiced enough for at least that.
Her legs sandwiched his hips and she did not wiggle or grind, just tasted him with her mouth on his. Searching the warmth of sweet inner spaces, breathing out of habit rather then need. Controlled enough not to turn this into rolling and pawing at each others clothing. Chidera enjoyed it but was aware they should still make an effort to take further time getting to know each other. It would mean more evenings out and or in and that was just fine with her. Moving her lips to his chin then throat careful not to bite though the scent of his beating pulse through his skin was delicious.
Hands in his hair guiding him to her throat, offering him the skin there. Rapture and enraptured with their, secret tryst in the trees.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 10, 2014 13:42:40 GMT
Tiber was careful as he could be. He wanted to let this go only as far as they both wanted to take it. They both seemed to be in somewhat uncharted territory so there was a carefulness to the emotions that ran through them. Tiber let his mouth explore her face instead of the tearing of clothes and the rapture of an sexual experience. He wanted more than just her body and he knew that it would take more than going to the park to get the sweet release of true passion.
Tiber took the flesh of her offered neck greedily, he would not bite her, at least not hard enough to draw blood but he did explore her nape kissing his was from the tender skin of her throat to the pleasure sensors behind the ear. Slowly he worked his way back planting butterfly kisses. He let his tongue get to know hers as they began a relationship.
After they petted in the dark secret place, pretending to relive teenage years that was a sweet release in its own right. Tiber waited until Chidera was ready to finish their walk, back to the edge of the park, her hand in his, His arm around her shoulders, sensuality pouring from their being. The two of them looked like lovers to all the onlookers. In truth they were as close as lovers. He squeezed her tighter as they walked. To the edge of the park. He didn’t want to say goodbye, but he knew that they both had to return to their lives. And that there would be other nights out.
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