Tripp Sanders
Onyx Vampire
Student/Dealer
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Post by Tripp Sanders on Dec 14, 2012 21:48:19 GMT -5
 There weren’t many places around campus that Tripp actually enjoyed visiting, but the gym was another story. He did all he could to avoid going to class most nights and still managed to keep in good standing with the school. You’d never have to twist his arm to go to the gym though.
Tonight he finished his business early and the gym sounded like a good way to spend the rest of his evening. To his satisfaction the place was rather empty and the ones that were working out seemed to keep to themselves. Not that he had a problem being bothered. Most tended to stay away from him where ever he was. Tonight he found it easy for him to fall into his normal routine. Ear buds popped in his ears and his favorite music played while he stretched.
A few songs later he was all ready to start lifting. It was against the rules not to have a spotter but he rarely followed the rules so it concerned him none that it was just him tonight. It was his night to work on his arms and shoulders. The night before had been his cardio night and tomorrow leg work.
Tripp sat down on the nearest weight bench’s padded bench and took a second to change songs on his iPod. When he was satisfied with his choice he laid himself back and situated under the bar. The weigh on each end was his normal amount plus a few pounds. He rubbed his hands together for a second before gripping the bar and pushing it up and out of the cradle of the bench’s supports. It felt good to have the weight upon him. Muscles worked in unison to lower the bar towards his chest. Breath in. Then the push to raise the bar back up while breathing out. Tripp continued his set of reps with good form and even added and extra five reps at the end.
He could feel the slight burn in his arms and chest. The feeling made him smile. There was something about the feeling after a good work out that he enjoyed immensely. It didn’t hurt that he liked being in shape as well. Working out was never a choir to him. He slid out from under the weight bench’s bar and sat up. Again he did a little stretching before grabbing the barbells and standing in front of the large mirrors on the walls. His hands each held a heavy barbell. At the same time he moved both arms from being straight out from him parallel with the floor to straight out from his sides and then back again. He focused on his breathing and keeping his form correct. It was easy for him to concentrate because it seemed like whenever he was working out nothing else seemed to run through his head. It was perfectly quiet in his mind. It was just him and the weights.
Tripp continued to make the rounds from machine to machine in his usual routine. He began to work up quite a sweat and the burning of his muscles was quite rewarding. He was doing some curls to finish up when a frown furred his brow as his music stopped short. He thought that he had timed his work out and the music perfectly. Unless he had been here longer then he realized. Tripp put down the dumbbell he had been holding and fished his iPod out of his pocket. The screen was blank. Well Fuck. Apparently he must not have charged it the night before. He wasn’t thrilled at the idea of having to finish his work out without some music, but he wasn’t going to cut it short either.
He shrugged a little and popped his ear buds from his ears and wrapped the cord around his iPod before sticking the whole thing in his pocket. Now where was he? He adjusted the now sweaty bandana on his head and picked up the dumbbells sitting at his feet. It was the first time he would have to finish without some music to distract him…
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Lexi Scáthe
Human
Pet ? Epona Br?kni-F?el?n
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Post by Lexi Scáthe on Dec 22, 2012 18:11:26 GMT -5
Lexi was actually dressed normal for once. Well…normal for her anyway. She giggled and spun, nearly falling over on the high platform heels that she wore as she did. But as always, she never fell. For some reason, the heels that she often tripped over when she was drunk or sober were a cake walk while she was high. She never could quite figure out exactly why that was, she just knew it was the truth! And that was what mattered. She grinned, knowing the grin probably looked a tad…well…slap happy. She was slap happy though! She was high. That was all that it really took to get her really happy. She hated being sober. She liked being out of her mind, out of her skull. She hated remembering jack shit. It was part of why she was a pet. She got bitten all the time, which was wonderful for her, and she often found herself getting drugs just a tad bit more easy. Maybe it was because they had noticed she was a bitch to deal with when she was sober? Probably. It was easier to deal with Lexi when she was out of her mind a little bit one way or the other. Dressed in pants that were lovely and leather and zig zagged across her legs, as well as a corset that was relatively normal for her and connected to the leather collar around her neck that bore her mark of protection as a pet, she really was dressed normally for her. Usually she was skipping about in stuff with a lot more leather and spikes, a lot shorter here or there to get attention. But she was already high so she didn’t need to worry about what would get her attention, now did she? Exactly. She wasn’t sure entirely where she was headed exactly. She had done all she had needed to do at the Citadel, which was where she lived and “worked” technically because who would want to have little old her specifically? She was more hassle than she was worth according to just about anyone that met her. She supposed she was just lucky she was still alive, both with the way she acted and the way that she constantly was putting something new into her body all the time to make sure her memories stayed dull and out of the way. Mostly, she just seemed to be wandering about and trying to dig up something to do. She paused as she passed Forced Physique just a moment. Usually she could score a bite or two in there, and even high out of her mind that was the high she enjoyed the most. A lot of the time the vamps in there would be exhausted and no one minded a little pick me up, even when it was a psycho little blue haired human. People seemed to not ask questions when it came to that sort of thing. She was willing, that was all that seemed to ever matter. She grinned, with a little laugh, and went inside, that being decided. She brushed her electric blue hair off of her face as she did as well, because it had somehow managed to get in her lime green—and slightly dazed—eyes. Silly hair. She needed to redye it soon, before her natural red locks started to show through. She had begun to grow distasteful of her natural color some time ago. She wondered if she could get her hands on the dye. It had been a hell of a hassle last time getting it. She blinked, realizing that her thoughts had gone all helter skelter again. She giggled. Oops. She pushed her way into the gym and looked around. Yep, a few sweaty bodies here or there. She wondered how hard she would have to push to get her fun here, and now. It probably wouldn’t be too hard, she thought. She grinned at the guy who sat at the front who just seemed to shake his head at her. What? She wasn’t that odd looking tonight! At least she thought so. Most people often seemed to disagree with her logic. Probably because her logic made no sense but oh well! She peeked around and blinked once more when she saw someone she recognized. She tilted her head slightly, trying to put her finger on it. Right! She rememebered! She grinned. The last time she saw him she was pretty sure she was in a straight jacket but that was fuzzy, as her memories tended to be most of the time. She had also been sober, which had sucked more than the straightjacket had if you asked her. Not that most people really bothered to do that. Anyway, he looked like he had been working out for a while, which of course always managed to peek her interest. What? She saw nothing wrong with that! Besides, she had always found herself amused around him. Even if she still had no idea what his name was. Oops. She skipped over, curious. And yes, it was literally skipping, even in those monster heels she insisted on wearing at all times unless she was cleaning. She wrinkled her nose. Cleaning sucked. She hated that shit. Lex peeked over at what he was lifting and blinked once more. ”Those looks like they weighs more than I do” she said, her Irish accent peeking in at her words and a giggle in them. What! They really did! Not that that was hard, Lexi was a tiny little thing. Words: 929 Muse: Gooooood Comments: She's a nuuuuuut Outfit: here |
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Tripp Sanders
Onyx Vampire
Student/Dealer
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Post by Tripp Sanders on Dec 24, 2012 0:42:48 GMT -5
It was getting close to the end of his set and Tripp could feel it now. The fatigue of his muscles was a glorious feeling. Hey no pain no gain, right? Exactly. Six days a week he worked out in some way, whether it was lifting, running or whatever. It was a constant to him. You work out and you could keep your form, if you didn’t well that was your fucking problem. It bothered the shit out of him when shit heads tried to cut corners and get in shape the easy way. There was no easy way. It irritated him to no end and those that visited the gym on a regular basis knew this and kept any new comers from bothering him. The last newbie that was unfortunate enough to be in the gym with him alone and bothered him with tons of questions ended up with a few broken bones and a missing tongue. From then on no one bothered him unless they were nuts or just plain dumb.
He counted the reps in his head as he finished the curls on his left arm. Now he was the type of vampire that actually paid good attention to those around him and when she skipped through the gym’s doors he didn’t miss it and yet he acted like he did. There were just a few more repetitions left to do and he would finish them as she came skipping up to him. Tripp set the heavy dumbbell down and wiped his hands on his shorts. It had been awhile since he last saw that crazy head of blue hair. It seemed like forever ago he was scooping her ass up and taking her out of the underground tunnels where he found in quite a predicament. Oh yeah, she was beyond sober and wearing a strait jacket. He helped her into a wondrous high and then helped her out of that strait jacket too. The thought made him grin on the inside. She was much easier to deal with high. The sober half was fun to piss off too, but high Lexi was a little more relaxed and a lot flirtier too. It was like two people shared that one skinny little body. Tripp didn’t mind messing with both of them.
Tonight he could tell that the happy Lexi was out to play just by the way she walked. Even though he was done, he hadn’t gotten up yet from where he was sitting as she approached. His eyes watched her as she walked. Yep definitely the nice Lexi. He took a deep breath and cocked his head back and forth side to side, stretching the muscles in his neck and listening to his spine pop in response. “It doesn’t take much of anything to weight more than your skinny little ass, now does it? I’ve had you up and over my shoulder before…” He stood up slowly towering over her a bit. His blue eyes looked her up and down for a moment. She sure was wearing quite an outfit tonight, he especially liked the collar. Tripp tugged his shirt up and over his head and then used it to wipe the sweat off his chest before he tossed it towards his gym bag. The whole time he never took a step back from her or took his eyes off of her either.
Tripp hooked his first two fingers in the front waistband of her pants and tugged her towards him, not a hint of a smile yet on his face and his eyes not moving from her face. “Now…what is a little tweaker like you doing in the gym? Hm?” [/b] He looked down at her with a raised brow. He could feel the raised texture of the scar on her hip bone and he almost smiled. He knew exactly what it was. The scar he left for her the first time he ran into her. It was a nice little reminder for her to keep with her always. He hadn’t forgotten the night in the woods just away from the clearing. The thought of her blood made him run his tongue over his teeth. “I can see you’ve already got one fix tonight…” He let her pants go and stepped back from her a bit before reaching down into his gym back to grab his black water bottle. Tripp took a drink from it and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He tilted his head to the side a little and looked at her. “So…what is it that you’re after?”[/i] he came closer to her, using his index finger under her chin to tilt her head up to look at him. Inches away from her face, he looked into those oddly bright green eyes. “Unless you are already too far gone to even tell me, uh?”[/i] A smirk was staring to tug at the corners of his lips ad he kept his face so close to hers. He could practically feel how small she was standing so close to him. His body already pulsed from having a good work out, he could feel the energy radiating off of every part of his body. It was own personal type of high he was experiencing currently. [/blockquote] Words: 882 Muse: Pumped Outfit : ~*~ Outfit ~*~Notes: He is in a mood! |
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Lexi Scáthe
Human
Pet ? Epona Br?kni-F?el?n
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Post by Lexi Scáthe on Dec 31, 2012 3:43:07 GMT -5
Lexi wasn’t entirely sure why she was dressed so “normal.” She had just decided to dress this way before she had left! She had dressed when she was still sober which was probably why she wasn’t in one of her usual skirts. That made sense, she thought with a little nod of her head that had the world spinning for a second, and had her in a mass of giggles again. She enjoyed being an odd duck. It was just the way she was. Crazy. Absolutely crazy. But she had been since she murdered her father and had started using and abusing to make sure she never remembered that fact or the images of that ever again.
So she was usually a little bit out of her mind.
She bounced down the street, feeling the charm that was hung around her neck attached to her collar bump against her neck. She didn’t even notice it anymore, she had been wearing it for two years straight now after all. The collar that held it had been sewn on because she had lost her first one. She had gotten frustrated with it while drunk and tossed it somewhere. SO the next one had been sewn on. Absently she reached up and rubbed her fingers across the metal, amused by the smooth side that proclaimed her as unclaimed along in contrast to the engraved side that marked her as a pet in general.
She didn’t care about that. She got bitten. What was so wrong with being a pet? So she had to clean sometimes…which she hated…she got her fixes a lot more often than she had before she had been made into a pet, so it was all good with her. She wondered where her cousin was sometimes—she had been waiting to emet up with her when a Tracker had found her after all. But that was all, that was her only falter point.
Anyway, that wasn’t even the point tonight. She stopped fiddling with the charm and skipped along her way, and paused when she got to the gym. She figured that was a good a place as any to stop and go in. She usually could get a fix in here because people were exhausted and when they were exhausted they tended to be more willing to bite, which Lexi always wanted most of all. It was why she was in her current “profession” after all.
She entered into the gym and peeked around, after waving a little bit too happily at the man who sat behind the counter up front. She had been in here before to see if she could get a fix. It was a wonder how often Lexi managed to get out of the Citadel. Part of her thought they let her sneak away because she was too much trouble when she was around, always getting into things when she was high and just being a nuisance. It was easier to let her be, out of their hair.
It was after she entered that she noticed Tripp—not that she knew that was his name. If he had evedr told her she had forgotten a while ago. And she grinned. Her memories were a tad bit fuzzy about the last time they had met. But she knew she had been in a straightjacket, and then well, she had been out of it. She giggled a little bit and skipped her insane little self over to him, eyes going wide at the sight of the weights he was lifting. She made a comment about it because she just couldn’t help herself.
She tilted her head slightly when he cracked his neck, absently wondering if that hurt to do but then that thought left her head when he spoke, her mind instead focusing on that. She blinked at the comment, taking a moment to remember and then she giggled a bit then, rocking back and forth on her heels once, and then twice. She looked up at him, and up and up because she was tiny and he was not. ”Nope, nope, dunnae take much t’all” she agreed, a wild little grin lighting up her face. She couldn’t help it. She got an image of what had happened later after the straightjacket and it made her giggle again, tilting her head slightly. Yes, yes. She did remember that, right. Her memory might be shit but with a reminder things tended to pop back.
She blinked again when he tugged off his shirt. She wasn’t entirely sure why but then it hit her, a mite slower than it would have if she was sober, given. Right, right, she new that. But of course once her eyes wandered to his chest they also got a tad bit lost glazing off and looking about. She couldn’t focus at the moment very well. She was trying! Kinda! Okay…well not really. But she was pretending to. Her eyes snapped back over to where he was though when she felt him hook fingers in her waistband.
Lex nearly fell when she was tugged forward, stumbling slightly on her high heels because she hadn’t been expecting to move right then. But she knew he tended to do that with her, and she didn’t much mind. She just got a tad bit disoriented when he did those things, it took her a moment to refocus.
She tilted her head, her electric blue hair cascading over her face for a moment before she pushed it out of the way of her slightly unfocused electric green eyes. At the gym. Why was she here. Right! The light went off and she grinned. But of course, she was a tad bit more loose, less angry and quicker to tease and giggle when she was high. And it showed. ”Well wouldn’t ye like ta know? Who said I had tae share?” she said in a lilting sing song.
It didn’t bother her that he was a good two times her size. She liked to goad people. It amused her. Lexi liked her fixes and she liked being a nut to get them if she had to.
He stepped back and spoke once more and she just bobbed her head in answer. She thought was relatively easy to guess that she had. With her new room, with him stepped back, she spun on her heel because she wanted to, nearly tumbling over again but she somehow managed to remain upright somehow. It was a wonder how she always managed that. She wasn’t entirely sure!
She blinked, not making her odd little movements such as spinning and tilting, when he tilted her head up. Her eyes, dazed as they might be, met his. He was full of questions tonight! She grinned a bit. She didn’t mind. She didn’t mind at all. ”Bored. Wanted to have fun” she answered. It was mostly the truth. She had been bored. And getting bitten was most certainly part of her fun. She knew the answer didn’t make much sense. She also knew she didn’t care.
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Tripp Sanders
Onyx Vampire
Student/Dealer
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Post by Tripp Sanders on Jan 15, 2013 22:26:12 GMT -5
Now this was an interesting turn of events. It wasn’t exactly the night Tripp had planned. Originally all he had in mind was a good work out, with that accomplished he would hit the showers and if he had enough time he would have made an appearance at indulgence, yet here stood this blue haired twig of a human right in his path. He stood there looking down at her. She always seemed to pop up in his life at the weirdest places. It was like he never knew when he might run into her. Don’t get him wrong he didn’t exactly mind, it was just a sudden observation.
He knew what she was looking for. If she was already high she was looking for someone to take their bite of her. Eyes scanned the normal places, clearly vacant from anything new. He raised a brow and pushed her hair pack over her shoulders. “Bored uh…” [/i] His index finger traced a line from right behind her ear, down her neck and to the end of her shoulder. His gaze followed his finger before flicking over to her eyes. “Bummer.”[/i] He stepped back from her, a bit of a wicked grin threatening to appear on his face. He wasn’t sure he’d take the bait and he liked to fuck with her a bit. Knowing her she might be too far gone to get it. He backed away to scoop up his things and toss them into his bag. Water bottle, hand towel, dead ipod and a few other things all got tossed in. The entire time he didn’t look up at her, just leaving her to wander what the hell was going on. He was deciding if he wanted to take time out of his night to spend with her, not that it would require a lot, it was just that he was a bit of a control freak and liked to have a say in what he did or didn’t do. It didn’t take him long to finish what he was doing and turn around to look at her. Ah fuck it. He closed the space between them quickly and scooped her up tossing her over his shoulder. He said nothing but grabbed his bag and headed towards the locker room. Just because she popped into his night didn’t mean he couldn’t finish what he had started. He would just have a little company. No one said a word to him as he passed them with the girl over his shoulder. When he crossed paths with anyone they quickly got out of his way and kept their heads down. He liked it that way. The locker room was only inhabited by a few others, they looked up from what they were doing and quickly finished leaving as quickly as they could. Tripp dropped his bag by his normal locker and reached up grabbing Lexi by the middle and lifting her up. He held her there at arm’s length. “Well…I can give you something to do.”[/i] The corners of his mouth pulled up into his signature smirk as he set her down to ret on her feet once again. Tripp could see the steam rolling out of the showering area already. Someone must have left it on in their hurry to leave. Good. Then it would be nice and warm. He slipped off his shoes and socks before setting them on the bench. Next to go where his shorts and boxer briefs. It bothered him none to be standing there in all this naked glory. Why should it? It sure didn’t have anything to be ashamed of. He stretched a little and slammed his locker shut. He leaned over and got close to her face. “Lose the clothes….keep the collar.”[/i] He would leave her standing there to decide whether or not to follow him. If she did, great. If she didn’t he’d just return to whatever he planned on doing. She wanted fun and he was giving her an opportunity. Take it or leave it.[/blockquote] Words: 673 Muse: Full of himself apparently Outfit: Well…his bday suit at the moment Notes: I dunno he just went all NAKED TIME |
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Lexi Scáthe
Human
Pet ? Epona Br?kni-F?el?n
played by reesa [/size][/i][/center]
Posts: 31
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Post by Lexi Scáthe on Jan 18, 2013 14:53:51 GMT -5
Lexi was quite possibly insane. She had come to this conclusion a long time ago honestly. She was fully away of her crazy status. And it amused the hell out of her. Even before she had taken to substance abuse to try and dull out painful memories she had been more than a little bit off her rocker. She supposed that was what happened when one came from an abusive household full of drugs and alcohol. The only time she had any sense of normalcy was when she had gone to stay with her cousin for short bursts.
And then she ahd taken normalcy away from her cousin too.
Lexi pouted. She didn’t want to think about that. She didn’t at all. Wasn’t that what her fixes were supposed to be for? So she was so high on something, or so drunk, or so out of her mind that the thoughts just floated away. She knew they would sooner rather than later honestly, that was just how it worked. But for the moments that they were there it made her pout. She hated those sorts of things, they were just in the way of her having a good time and forgetting about the shit that had happened in her life.
And just like that, her attention snapped back to the vampire in front of her. The one who had to be a good two or three times her size which made her giggle of course, she found it endlessly amusing. But, when did she not find things endlessly amusing when she was high? As always, the nutcase was easier to deal with this way. She enjoyed bumping into him though, it always ended with her getting what she wanted. Even when it was on accident, like the time she had been stuck and locked up. That had not been fun. She had been sober. What a bore.
She informed him that she was bored. Because, well, that was one way to put it. She had one of her fixes but why not get two? That was wh she had come here after all, to see if she could pull off getting another one of her fixes. She practically vibrated with the need, when he touched her neck. She really was quite a messed up little chica but that didn’t stop her from doing what she did. And then she pouted when he stepped back.
Meany. She stuck her tongue out at him. But he totally ignored her. He turned and started to pack up his bag and Lexi blinked. She tilted er head slightly to peer at him, her electric blue hair waterfalling to the side as she did, which caused her to reach up and impatiently push it back out of her eyes. She huffed. She didn’t have the biggest attention span right now. If he wsa going to go about ignoring her than she would just go about her business elsewhere too! There were plenty of exhausted people in this gym that she could probably get to take a bite out of her with less effort than—
She shrieked a bit, shocked, when she was picked up, entirely shocked out of her thought process in fact—not that that really took too much effort. He didn’t even say anything. Just scooped her up. Out of surprise she squirmed, and kicked a bit. She was tiny, yes, but he didn’t get to keep tossing her over his shoulder! Not if she wasn’t going to get anything out of it anyway. Eventually she settled with a huff and repeatedly poked his back. ”What are ye doin’” she asked, slightly distracted by her poking now, not that she thought she would actually get an answer.
And then she giggled. Mostly at the sound of her own voice sounding so…normal. Nope, that wasn’t normal at all. Why would she be normal? She got distracted in the haze of her own thoughts again, swirling and distracting and—
All of the sudden she was in the air again. Her eyes went more than a tad bit wide. She was pretty sure she didn’t know how to fly. Though that would be fun! She grinned a bit at that thought but managed to try and pull herself together when he started to talk again. Well now was she going to get an answer at least? He could give her something to do? Well good! She hoped that it got her what she wanted too. She stumbled a bit—her heels were damn high thank you very much—when he set her down.
She had utterly no idea what was going on and then he started to strip and she blinked. Okay, and she watched too. What? High or not she was fucking female, thank you. She was going to watch. But she still had no idea what was going on here. She might be more than a tad distracted now with the added, erm, distraction. But she liked to think she could usually at least slightly comprehend what was going on. Usually. Slightly.
She jumped with a little eep when he slammed the locker door closed, mostly because the little nut case had not expected it. And then what he actually said left her dumbfounded for a moment. Lose the clothes…keep the collar. Wait, what? It took Lexi a moment just because it hadn’t been what she had been expecting. But that didn’t last long before Lexi was giggling and calling after him. ”The collar is sewn on. I cannae take it off!” she just found it amusing that she couldn’t. But her dumbfounded moment was over.
She tilted her head, looking towards the shower and then shrugged. Well okay then. It was easy enough to reach up and snap off the links that connected the corset to her collar, and then easy enough to reach up to unzip it and detangle herself from the confines of said corset. Most people had to let out a breath when they took off the confining device, Lexi—for all that she had started to gain some weight at the Citadel—had lived on the streets for most of her life, she was pretty all around tiny.
The issue came at her pants. She was used to skirts. Why had she tried to dress normal today? She tried to think back but came at no conclusion. The issue came when she tried to have her pants off without taking off her massive shoes and ended up getting stuck. She huffed at them and reached up her foot to take them off and ended up tripping and landing on her ass. She blinked. Well oops. It took her a moment before she shook her head and went about finishing the task.
And then the little nutcase skipped off after the way that Tripp had gone. She peeked he rhead that way, blinking with those big green eyes of hers. Like she said, nothing bothered her.
As long as she got her fix.
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Tripp Sanders
Onyx Vampire
Student/Dealer
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Posts: 75
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Post by Tripp Sanders on Jan 18, 2013 20:42:48 GMT -5
Tripp had disappeared around the corner leaving the high as a kite Lexi to decide whether or not to follow him. The steam from the already running showers was calling his name. it ways his favorite part of his work out, the running water over his tense muscles. The steam hit him as he rounded the corner walking away from Lexi. The showers were empty like he predicted, someone had left shower accessories behind in their haste to leave. Not that it mattered to Tripp he had his own things, but he did find it a little amusing.
He had to give it to the Vampires. They knew how to build things the right way. The gym was amazingly eqqiped and the locker rooms and showers were deisgned for comfort. One would think that they were in a country club. The showers had many different shower head spraying at different angles, it felt amazing. He walked into the shower that was running, the hit water spraying his skin and his eyes slipped closed. He shook his head as she called after him about her collar, he didn't really care if it was sewn on. A few moments slipped by and he heard a thump from the locker room. Either she fell down or someone else had come in, but he was betting in the first option.
With a generous squeeze of his body wash into a bath sponge, Tripp started to wash. Systematically he accomplished the task of cleaning himself and he just stood under the water, waiting. Waiting for her to come walking around the corner, if she hadn't fallen and knock herself out. The sound of light footstep alerted him that he was wrong and that she was on her way. He wiped his eyes and stepped out of the water just enough so that it was pouring down his back still. A smirk appeared as his eyes fell on her. "There you are..." [/i] His eyes roamed her body, as much as he could see through the steam. He was feeling quite alive in this moment, muscles felt great, that endorphins high still hanging on and now she had sparked a bit of his lustful side. "Come'ere"[/i] his hands motioned for her to one to him, his voice only hinting at his intentions. As He waited for her to approach him, he turned the water down so that it was a comfortable level and not the strong spray he had going. He would tilt her head up to look at him, looking into her oddly green eyes. What force kept putting her in his path? He only pondered it for a moment before taking her lips with his in a rough deep kiss. His hands gripped her tiny waist lifting her up, one arm slipped around that tiny waist to press her against him. The other free hand slid up her now wet back to grip a hand full of her electric blue hair at the nape of her neck. The kiss was broken as he pulled her head back by her hair exposing her neck. A growl rumbled is his chest with the temptation of her. He leaned in pressing his lips against the part of her neck right behind her ear and ran his canines down the shape of her neck to her shoulder. Teasing her made his lustful need grow and he had to keep himself from sinking his teeth into her right then. If he were a giving lover he would have taken the time to tend to any of her needs, but he was definitely not that kind of guy. Instead he put her down on her feet, resting his back against the smooth slightly cool surface of the tile wall. He raised a brow at her, glanced down at his "need" and back to her. A chick like her would get the hint and get down to business, so he assumed. "Give me what I want...."[/i] he smirked at her "...and i'll enjoy giving you what you want..."[/i] His voice no longer as playful but laced with need and intentions. [/blockquote] Words: 689(?) Muse: RaWaR Notes:iPad posting hope it makes sense and don't suck |
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Lexi Scáthe
Human
Pet ? Epona Br?kni-F?el?n
played by reesa [/size][/i][/center]
Posts: 31
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Post by Lexi Scáthe on Jan 19, 2013 16:39:16 GMT -5
Lexi couldn’t believe that she had fallen on her ass. It had stunned her for a moment. She blinked. Well she figured she should have expected to end up on her ass being that her pants were around her ankles and she had lifted one foot, but still! She hadn’t expected to fall on her ass. Once she was there though she finished peeling off her shoes and her pants, not bothered in the slightest by being bare, there was no one else here! And also Lexi wasn’t too body shy at all, despite her tiny status. And her bite marks. She stood and rubbed her ass for a moment. Well ouch. And she stumbled a little bit as she walked because she wasn’t used to walking without her shoes on. Funny how she could walk perfectly fine in her shoes but the moment she was barefoot she nearly fell. Oops. She never really claimed to make much sense. It took her a moment to get back to used to being her actual height. But then she was off and walking again back the way that Tripp had disappeared to, where she could hear the shower running. She liked getting her fixes. She paused there and peeked in until she saw him in the shower. And well, yeah, she was female. For a moment she just plain looked, again. She might by high and not really thinking about that sort of thing but she wasn’t dead. Perhaps most wouldn’t think of Lexi as the sort to really be able to pause and appreciate things but she was, when she decided that it was worth the moment to pause and appreciate. Blinking and grinning when he said that she was there, she stepped out from around the corner a bit, now that she had figured out where he had gone. Well, this sort of thing had not been in her plan book for the night, and she had most definitely already taken a shower before coming out but she wasn’t going to say that she minded this turn of events. Not that she had any idea what this turn of events might mean for her. As long as she got her high in the end she was pretty content with whatever happened, as always. The little nutcase was single minded like that. And she wasn’t really squeamish at all. The grin only increased at the beckons. She laughed and bounced over that way, the natural skip to her step as always when she was high, as opposed to the sulk when she was sober. She felt the water hit her and totally appreciated the warmth of it. .For a moment she had worried it would be cold. Her electric blue hair darkened slightly as it got wet and she could feel it plaster to her back slightly as it did. A slight moment where she closed those green eyes of hers occurred but then they were open and she stopped in front of him, tilting her head slightly. ”Aye, ye rang?” she couldn’t resist, with a laugh in her voice. He tilted her head up and she just looked up at him, curious, before he claimed her mouth with her own. A noise slipped at the roughness of it—Lexi did have an affinity for anything rough, she was quite a nutcase like that—and when his hands lifted her, pressed her close, it was a louder noise that slipped as her hands reached up to grab his shoulders tightly even as her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist rather than hang there when he lifted her. She returned the kiss best she could, not minding in the slightest. She was female after all. A druggie. But a female one. She gasped when he grabbed and pulled her head back, eyes dipping closed and fingers grasping and digging into his shoulders when she felt his teeth against her neck. Feck that was what she always wanted, what she wanted badly and most of all over her other highs. There was something about it that she just ate up and couldn’t get enough of. A whine was the next noise to break through her lips when he set her down. She hated being teased, when she wanted something so damn bad. She tilted her head when he looked at her, and then followed his gaze. Well then, she wasn’t stupid, she did get the hint. And she had done this shit before to get what she wanted in the past. She wasn’t a whore—despite what the ducttape on her mouth had said that one time in the tunnels—but she understood the whole…give and take. And the temptation of getting what she wanted was enough to make her not really mind doing the things that she did. She smirked and tilted her head. Before she stuck out her tongue at him, because that was just the way that she was when she was like this. Well, she did understand the whole…you scratch my back, I scratch yours. She had her own needs, and he had his…so the whole idea was simple. She gave him what he wanted. Because then she’d get what she did. Words: 879 Muse: Gooood Comments: Sorry it gets spazzy at the end lol...sorta blacked out ish I guess?  |
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Tripp Sanders
Onyx Vampire
Student/Dealer
played by no_one [/size][/i][/center]
Posts: 75
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Post by Tripp Sanders on Jan 19, 2013 21:11:32 GMT -5
The way her body responded to him and the noises she produced just fed the flame of the lustful desire within him. Tripp wasn’t a gentle lover, he most often gave into his strength and didn’t hold much back. Yes, he could be a tease but in the heat of the moment things were bound to get a little more than rough. After a little teasing he propositioned the crazy blue haired human and waited for her reply. In the past there was no discussion, he just got what he wanted, she got what she wanted and they went their spate ways. End of story. Tonight he was feeling different, the workout endorphins were still pumping through him and he was in an uncharacteristically good mood. She apparently was in a playful kind of mood as well; when she stuck her tongue out at him he snapped his teeth at her as if he were going to bite it off. A bit of a chuckle escaped him and he pulled her a few steps back toward the shower wall with him.
The cool tiles felt amazing against his muscular back as he leaned back, feet shoulder width apart. He knew that she would do what he wanted without much protest because she wanted to get her fix. Tripp figured it probably wasn’t the first time either, but hey he didn’t really dwell on that much. His eyes slid closed as he tilted his head back to rest against the wall. She was good. A moan escaped past his lips and his hands that were pressed against the wall came up to find her hair, fingers laced through her wet hair, guiding her. Toes curled on the wet soapy tile beneath them, no he wasn’t done, not like this. He tugged her hair a bit pulling her head back from him. “Come’ere” [/i] he growled and pulled her upward toward him. Again he gripped that tiny waist and picked her up, one arm wrapping around her back like before. Pivoting he turned them around and pinned her between him and the tile wall. With his free hand he brushed all her wet blue hair back off of her shoulder, gripping her neck a little turning her head so that he could look into those green eyes. His parted lips smirked at her and he situated her against him so that they became one. Tripp bit back a moan and pressed his forehead against hers, his eyes closing for a moment. His fingers dug into her skin, the pace was steady at first but then became harder and more urgent. Normally he would have made her ask for it, beg for what she wanted from him but he was already too lost in the desire. His tongue ran over his sharp canines as his eyes slowly opened. At this point he wanted just as badly as she, his gaze fixed upon the soft skin of her neck. A deep rumbled started in his chest as he got close to her neck, his rhythm never ceasing. One fang grazed her skin causing blood to bead on her skin. Tripp ran his tongue over the blood and a noise of want escaped him. Rather roughly he grabbed her hair forcing her head to the side. This was it; he really couldn’t wait any longer. There were no sweet caresses of lips upon skin, only his sharp fangs piercing the barrier of her skin. Hot sweet blood filled his mouth and he could not help the growly moan that came from him at the moment. What warm tantalizing bliss filled his mouth and slipped down his throat. He could not stop anything that was to happen after that moment, not in a million years and if he tired with all his might. It was that part of him that he didn’t mind giving into one hundred percent. Tripp’s hands gripped hard, his body reacted against hers hard and they both were sent to that high that they very much wanted. He was not an addict, not by any means but if he was not careful this girl was going to become a drug to him. [/blockquote] Words: 699 (>.<) Muse: *cough* Notes: Not sure if this is an ending point? or shall we continue after their little romp? Up to yoooou. <3 |
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