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Post by ad on Aug 8, 2013 20:38:56 GMT -5
Tonight was the night for something wicked, and tonight was the night that this blonde bombshell would find herself in the most of awkward positions. But, None of that mattered to the blonde as she prepared her body in a pure hot shower, the water turning her body instantly red from the heat as it touched her icy skin. She loved the feel of the heat upon her skin, the burning that for only a brief moment touched just about every inch of her body in slow trickling motions. So, naturally when the water lost any bit of the heat she made sure to be done with her cleaning. She hated the chill of anything on her skin, her skin was chilly enough just from the obvious reasons, and it did not feel pleasant to her one bit when she got colder.
Slipping out of the shower she quickly glanced at the clock that lay inches above the bathroom door. Evening was steadily approaching, and with it she still needed to find a suitable escort.. She could always go back to Antonio, But she was growing bored of having to pleasure to him. Chewing her lower lip and then sucking in the few drops before it healed she turned on her heels, moving into the bedroom with a swiftness. Not much would stop her from enjoying herself, She could always just ditch him once she arrived at the club.. Surely there would be other adult vampires that were there.. But then she would need someone to accompany her home.
A wicked smirk played upon her crimson lips before she slipped to her main entrance hall, and stopped just short of the door. She did not gather a dress, he would answer when she called, He always did. With only a crack in the door opened she stepped back and spoke softly, "Oh Antonio, Dear sweat Antonio my love." Within a heart beat the man was not only at her door, But within it and the door shut. With them both now pressed onto the bed she rolled them over, her straddling him as she ran a finger over his chest and spoke, "I need you to accompany me, And you know I simply could have no one else but you right my love?" Her lips curved into a wicked smirk and slowly her lips fell down upon his, and he instantly nodded and began running hands down her back.
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Thirty minutes passed, and still she could feel his hands as they had been on her body.. Touching her, kissing her.. Ugh, She always regretted it afterwards, wanting to have someone that she actually felt something for in her bed instead. Would it always remain like that, was love and sex meerely just something that would never be good enough for her. Placing a finger on her temple she walked into the club, that same finger falling and a sly smile replacing the frown. It was simply crowded tonight, and crowded meant that she had many choices upon whom she could spend her evening with. With a wave of the hand to Antonio and a whisper, the fool was off to check the perimiter. He would no doubt observe the place entirely before returning.. Only to find that she had not obeyed him and remained there waiting... Indeed, Foolish man!
Instead, she was in the middle of the dance floor.. No, she was not dancing with anyone. Instead, she was watching of the dancers. Her eyes were literally glued to the woman's body, and her own was matching the rhythm and motions, her hands moving over her body with a slow motion that was even turning herself on. She let her eyes evenually wander off of the woman on the pole, and outwards over the dance floor surrounding herself. She caught several pairs of people dancing, and none of them looked interesting enough to dance with. So, instead of joining she meerely took to her own section and began dancing with herself.
It was not long before the whole club felt like a drug in her system, The music the lights, the dancing.. The occasional people that would join her, only to be dismissed as they clearly did not interest her. No, she was looking for someone special... And the usual male or female would not spark her fancy tonight, No tonight she wanted to get crazy.. Tonight she wanted to be dangerous, Tonight she wanted the thrill of the chase.. Tonight, She was a woman possessed by desires.
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Post by Isadora Mariah Diardo on Aug 12, 2013 18:40:11 GMT -5
 Hit me you CAN'T HURT ME Her intentions tonight were not of the good kind. In fact she was very much sure the little twit that she had to share a body with would faint if she knew of the thoughts that occupied Isadora's mind. It had been far too long since she'd had her last bout of freedom and she was going to make the most of it, which meant partying until she couldn't move, and soothing her blood lust that had been building up for the past few years. She still wanted to burn down the damn barn, but the same reason as always was stopping her. It wouldn't be worth it if Izzy didn't know it was happening, and she wasn't willing to give control back to that clueless brat for an instant. She didn't much like how there wasn't much clothing in the closet, at least clothing that she would wear, she was starting to become desperate for something appropriate to wear to go to Indulgence (finally mind you) tonight.
She dug through the closet, pushing aside shirts that she'd never wear. She wanted a dress, she liked her dresses and she only wore jeans when she had too. And even then they weren't the kind of jeans Isadora would ever wear. She was much too much of a vain bitch to wear dirty jeans that smelt like the horses outside. She hated it here. She wanted to be in the city, but she needed to get Josi off of her fucking trail before he shoved her back into the little box that was her prison in Izzy's head. He was the only one that could and as long as she avoided him she was going to be just fine. Ah, there we are. Another of her dresses hidden in the back of the closet, safe from being removed when Isadora lost her control. She slipped it on, the dark purple and black of the dress looked nice with her long dark hair.
The dress hugged her curves, which was exactly the point. She was going to dress simple tonight, the dress, some fantastic heels and a shiny bracelet she'd stolen from someone on one of her escapades through the city the other day. She slipped the heels on and headed out of the door, brushing a hand through her slight curls. The trip to the club was relatively short, and she glanced around the first floor of the club with idle eyes. She spotted a few interesting characters but Isadora was much too proud of a creature to hang out with the low class, which was exactly what these people were down here. The upper level? Now that was the place to be. She breezed past the people on the first floor, head held high and heels clicking on the floor, though the music certainly drowned that out. Oh well, not that she cared. She made her way up to the second floor and the first thing she did was grab a drink, oh it had been such a long time since she'd had one of these.
The little twit didn't drink a drop of alcohol. Which was annoying as hell since Isadora liked to drink. Her lips twitched down to a frown, even when she was in control and attempting to have fun the bitch just had to invade her thoughts. She needed a distraction, god damn she needed one right now. She turned, her back against the counter of the bar and her eyes sliding over the crowd that was certainly lesser than the floor before, but still filled with just delicious looking people. Isadora was very much excited to play her games tonight. She just needed a partner, willing or not it didn't matter. Isadora could get anyone to play her games. WORDS 634 TAGGED adelaide NOTES here you are TEMPLATE BY WE WERE INFINITE ! OF CAUTIO 2.0 |
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Post by ad on Aug 29, 2013 14:31:12 GMT -5
Adelaide was growing thirsty, needing a drink from all of the dancing that she was doing. She was having an amazing night already, having evaded her man servant twice. She was full of smirks as she wandered out and off of the dance floor and towards the club bar. She nodded to the person behind the bar, quickly ordering a tall bottle of whiskey. Slipping the money she had onto the counter she paid for it and then turned and looked down the bar. Just a few seats away was one hell of a man, But on the other side of her sat a fine looking girl as well. Smirking she turned and grabbed up her alchohol and winked at the bartender before sitting and propping one elbow behind her and on the counter.
She felt out the woman beside her, smelled her.. Watched her under scrutinizing eyes.. Before she decided to speak, ”Mighty fine evening to spend sitting alone on this bar, Don’t ya think?” She then smirked and flicked her hair back over her shoulder and looked directly towards the girl over her own shoulder. She gave a wicked smirk before she spoke again, ”Come here to dance, Or just come here to drink?” with that she rose an eyebrow and opened her bottle with the other hand. She knew that she was always playing with fire when she flirted with other girls, Being that she was a girl herself.. But she didn’t care to much tonight..
Tipping the bottle back to her lips she drank a quarter of the bottle without stopping for a breath, followed by a short sigh of relief as she felt the liquid moving around in her chest and then her stomach. She loved the burn of whiskey, Hell it made her feel all warm and tingly. And if it wasn’t for it, she would not have anything to keep her excited at the moment. Besides the fact that she was trying to charm a girl, and awaiting her reply. She hoped that the chick atleast gave her some of her time, One dance.. She would be happy with one dance.. As long as she got to lay her hands upon the body of that beauty beside herself. After all, she was not one for solid relationships, Heated one night stands, or even the occasional fling back to one of the more erotic ones that she had slept with... But relationships, did not even cross her mind.
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Post by Isadora Mariah Diardo on Sept 3, 2013 20:14:46 GMT -5
Hit me you CAN'T HURT ME She was enjoying the heavy beat of music as it pulsed through the air, the sweet burn of the alcohol as it slid down her throat, and the many attractive bodies that filled the second floor of Indulgence. Shallow to her core Isadora appreciated the beauty of other people, and herself, and tended to follow that beauty. Only to ruin it in the long run. What she appreciated more than beauty was the destruction of it. The red blood that bubbled to the surface after a knife was drawn against the smooth flesh. Violence was ultimately more appealing to Isadora than beauty, though with her it was almost one and the same. Her fascination with blood and inflicting pain on others was rivaled by nothing else, she had no other obsession, no other want or need that excelled past the want and need to spill the blood of others.
Whether that was her target for this night or not was yet to be seen as her eyes flickered over the bodies that pressed together on the dance floor, flowing with the beat of the music. Thoughts of joining in were heavy on her mind when the voice of another broke through her reverie. Her eyes lingered on an attractive male, tall, blonde, and delicious before she opted to give the intruder her attention, chocolate brown eyes flicking over to see a blonde woman sitting next to her. Cheeky was the best word Isadora would use to describe the attitude of the girl. Cocky and arrogant would be runner ups. Her eyes regarded the other woman coolly, making a point of getting a good look at the girl as she so obviously flirted with her. Her lips curled into a grin, though it wasn't appeasing, nor was it friendly. This grin held malic, and an itching to play.
If the girl wanted to try a piece of Isadora, well that was just fine with her. "Company would be so much more appreciated I would think" A delicate eyebrow raised, the intent of the sentence clear with her expression. Isadora wouldn't beat around the bush, if the woman was looking for a good time with her, then she wasn't going to disappoint. Oh no. No she was not. Her mind's eye already had the woman splayed out in bed, red staining that beautiful white skin. Oh she couldn't wait. "I came intent on many things baby, dancing and drinking just happen to be on that particular list." She flashed the other woman another brilliant, deadly grin before her head tilted to the side. "Tell me, what have you come for?"
Unlike the woman, who had chugged half of her bottle, Isadora was a little more sparse with the drinking of her alcohol. Though she didn't much mind that the woman was downing her drink so quickly, being a little tipsy helped most people in becoming more compliant to Isadora's demand. The cool glass touched her lips as she watched the woman, sharp eyes watching the woman closely, once more unashamed of the fact she was openly checking the other woman out. "The name is Isadora by the way" Her grin was back, sharp and deadly and she still kept her gaze on the woman, her gaze was heavy, dominating. "I have a feeling we are going to have such a fun time baby" WORDS idk, too lazy to check TAGGED adelaide NOTES here you are TEMPLATE BY WE WERE INFINITE ! OF CAUTIO 2.0 |
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